Durin's Diary

Chapter 1008 What Crime?

Luo Houtu remained silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Although I really want to say that Mr. Dulin must believe in the law, the chain reaction brought about by the collapse of the bureaucracy, as taught to me by my father, includes the point you mentioned."

As Yu Xianzhe once said, history is a mirror that can show madmen, lunatics, and clowns, but not yourself.

As Dulin spoke, he took the cigarette butt out of his mouth and smashed it on the face of the red-skinned boy in front of him, who and his companions were stunned into place.

"Dulin, Akar's location is just ahead. I won't go in; that's your battlefield." The nameless man stopped in his tracks at this moment.

Dulin nodded, then strode towards the steps.

He stopped beside the god of vengeance at the steps.

The latter, still dressed in black robes, looked at Dulin with some regret: "You are the best assassin I have ever seen. You have a deep understanding of the qualities an assassin should have. You understand that an assassin is a ruthless eater, a bloodless butcher. You are much better than those naive young people who think they are acting on behalf of heaven. They will complain when they die why the world does not understand their actions. But you are different. You never defend yourself. You just use killing to practice your beliefs."

Having said all that in one breath, the God of Vengeance shook his head: "Child, it's not too late for you to turn back. You can become another God of Vengeance, without bearing the responsibility of being an anonymous figure. Those responsibilities are too heavy for an assassin like you. As an assassin, you can save all the children in this world just the same, without becoming an anonymous figure for the sake of so-called responsibility. No one will remember your sacrifices, and no one will understand your pain. Ordinary people will only dance like puppets on a pre-set stage, performing a boring melody of war, peace, and revolution. They naively believe that their efforts will escape the control of fate, but they never think that the God of Fate never cares about the dance steps of a soul. For these puppets of fate, fate has never gone off track."

Finally, the God of Vengeance extended his hand, nodding with regret yet understanding: "But I understand your persistence, so let's shake hands, future nameless one."

Dulin smiled and shook hands with the man, saying, "Thank you."

"Go, I will witness your dedication to all living beings, and witness them ultimately wasting your sacrifices and efforts."

Dulin nodded and walked up the steps.

As Dulin climbed higher up the steps, he witnessed more and more demons, but they all looked at him with awe.

At the very top of the steps, a red-skinned grassland elf stood smiling.

"You've finally arrived. The Nameless Ones truly believe in you, and my expectations of you remain unchanged. Become my most reliable assistant, Dulin. Humans are such despicable creatures, unworthy of being saved. They can harbor unrealistic kindness towards kittens and puppies, yet they never show a shred of goodwill towards their own kind. Have you ever seen a human shed genuine tears for a stranger? In their eyes, every living being is more precious than their own kind than themselves. I don't believe you haven't observed this. Come with me and punish these vile creatures."

Dulin nodded: "You're right, but I still have to refuse you because I want to save those children. I don't know what they will become, what will happen to them, how they will change, or whether they need to be punished. That's all for the future. I just want to give them a childhood that is not tainted, that's all."

After saying that, Dulin smiled and stepped onto the last step.

There, in front of the fountain in the square in front of the building, sat a thin young man, looking at Dulin with a resentful expression.

“I have come, Akar. Your lover Julian died by my hand. As I pulled his heart from his chest, he was still wondering why I hadn’t been able to bewitch my mind.”

At this point, Dulin pulled Xin Liezhi's head from his spatial storage and threw it on the ground. "You imposters, traitors who betrayed humanity, cowards of the research center, cowards in the human camp, you betrayed everything, yet you never found redemption in the end."

Then, Dulin raised his foot and crushed the shriveled head.

The next second, Dulin, who had drawn his long mace, laughed wildly as he blocked the slash of the so-called god of war in front of him, who was now furious: "Yes, just like that! When you get angry, you coward who can't even protect your lover! Tell me why you're hiding here! Is it because this place holds your beautiful memories? That's great, your death here is the best reward that all living beings can give you!"

Dulin shoved the evil god aside, then swung his mace, first breaking the longsword in the man's hand, then the mace struck Akar's waist, the sound of bones breaking echoing in all directions. Dulin then kicked the coward in front of him away.

You fools! You have already escaped the process of being possessed by the evil god, and you have already gained self-awareness, yet you still haven't been able to reconcile with yourselves.

"Who do you think caused you to become like this! Is it the people of Changtang! You idiots and stinking scum, why don't you use your brains to think things through? We people of Changtang don't owe you anything! You want to live but don't want others to live, then I can only represent the people of Changtang to give you eternal death!"

The next second, Dulin's long mace lashed Akar, who was roaring and charging at him, and brought him to the ground.

"It seems I've found the real reason why Khorne dislikes you: you're not even a decent evil god."

Dulin tapped his mace on the ground, then looked at the red-skinned grassland elf who had appeared beside him. The latter smiled and said, "I've said it before, I prefer someone like you to him. Dulin, why don't you really consider it? To become an anonymous person means having to share a bed with such a stupid thing. Don't you find all of this disgusting? How can you possibly save the world with such trash? And just thinking about how many other trash like this there are, can you still sleep?"

“I can’t sleep, but I’m not saving the world for them. I just need to kill these trash.” With that, Du Lin swung his mace back, knocking out all the teeth of this so-called god of war.

Then he struck a few more times with his mace until Akar fell into a pool of blood, and only then did he look at the grassland elf.

The latter looked regretful: "You'll regret this, Dulin. You're really too good at being a champion who whips the masses."

"I don't need to be your champion to be able to lash out at the masses."

Dulin has his own answer.

After saying that, he raised his long mace and began to whip the so-called evil god at his feet with a maniacal laugh.

He breathed his last in a pool of blood.

Until he no longer had enough strength to lift the divine weapon in his hand.

(End of this chapter)