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Chapter 484 The Paper Do Not Lie (44)

"I can't kill anyone?"

Moro's expression changed slightly, and he chuckled softly.

"You have taken my mercy for granted."

"Accepting incompetence?!"

A pale thunderclap exploded, causing the air to buzz.

Below lies an endless abyss.

Ghostly figures twisted and churned from the abyss, jostling and howling in agony.

An eerie atmosphere surged, and the cold wind felt like thousands of steel needles scraping the bone.

Above, the black sun hangs high in the sky, swallowing the last ray of daylight.

Moro's figure expanded infinitely in the shadows, with many strange phenomena appearing behind him.

A sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The shriek of a vengeful ghost.

Ruins piled up like mountains.

The flames of karma engulfed the heavens.

The apocalyptic scene unfolded like a giant screen, and the karmic fire reflected in his pupils, burning that ruthless glint red.

"kindness--"

"It is for kneeling slaves."

Moro's voice was deep and resonant, like the opening of the gates of hell.

"And you will witness the wrath of a saint."

Zhuang Boshi took a step forward, completely unconcerned about his oppressive aura: "It's precisely because you can't kill anyone and you're burdened by some inexplicable shackles that you've been wasting your breath talking to me like this."

"That's why you let Zheng Zha and Zhao Yingkong go."

"I suspect that either the will of the world has inscribed a rule for you, like the killing rules of a vengeful ghost, and your killing rule is to not kill."

"You cannot change this rule, because it is a rule jointly set by the fragments of the Heavenly Dao and the Dark Runes. You have been stripped of your ability to kill."

"You can only kill through vengeful spirits."

"A great saint who created countless vengeful ghosts, yet he himself could not kill a single person."

"It's ridiculous."

Moro remained silent and did not answer.

Zhuang Boshi continued, "Secondly, the eighteen levels of the underworld are both your territory and your prison."

"Outsiders who want to come in must pass over three spirits, but you cannot get out either."

"The vengeful spirits outside are still killing each other and constantly absorbing each other to become bigger and bigger vengeful spirits."

"But at this point, not a single vengeful ghost has returned to you."

"Is it because the time is not right, or because you deliberately dismembered yourself, fearing whether you will be able to fully control those vengeful spirits after their return?"

"Therefore, for thousands of years, you have allowed vengeful spirits to be constantly controlled by humans, killing people to extract emotions, controlling and covering consciousness, in order to erase the characteristics of the dark runes."

"Of course, the time to wear down the will hidden within the dark runes is coming soon."

"Therefore, at this moment you are just a strong person with the essence of a high saint, but you do not have the full combat power of a high saint."

"How ridiculous! Why should I be afraid of the vengeful spirit that has separated from me?" Moro chuckled.

Zhuang Boshi chuckled and said, "That leads to the third point."

"Ever since I learned about your background, I still haven't figured out one thing."

“Even if a high-level saint is severely injured and suppressed, he still has a hundred ways to kill us.”

“Especially for a high-ranking saint like you who has a formal position in the Primordial Heavenly Court.”

"If you ask for help, how could the Primordial Heavenly Court not send someone to rescue you?"

"Why should you be trapped in this remote world, wasting thousands of years?"

"You can't possibly enjoy going to jail, can you?" Zhuang Boshi chuckled.

Moro remained expressionless once again.

"Until just now, my first impression of you told me..."

"You are not that ancient sage."

"Your manners, your temperament, your abilities—they all resemble those of a clumsy imitator, not a true sage."

Moro's face was icy cold.

Zhuang Boshi continued, "Then I thought about how the information we received about the human skin paper mentioned the sage Yan and it."

"Human skin paper never tells a lie."

"so--"

"Yan is you, and it is also you."

"But you are not the first sage to come into the world; rather—"

"Not at all."

Moro's face turned completely gloomy.

"absurd!"

Zhuang Boshi looked into Moro's cold eyes: "Yan, High Saint, the Seventh Yama Hall Master of the Primordial Fengdu Research Institute."

"He has published 180 high-level papers or top-tier journal articles in the Primordial Heavenly Court."

"He has a unique understanding and interpretation of rune technology."

Moro's expression softened slightly, a hint of smugness in his eyes. Zhuang Boshi continued, "Several thousand years ago, Yan descended upon the world, intending to conduct the final experiment on dark runes in this pristine world."

"Everything was going smoothly until he discovered the rudiments of the Heavenly Dao in this world while studying the essence of the world."

"The Way of Heaven, Gaia, the Source, the Gate of Truth, the Principle of Civilization, the Will of the World."

"Any way of saying it is fine."

"But this kind of form rarely occurs in such a dry and barren world."

"For the sake of experiments, or perhaps due to the arrogance of the Primordial Heavenly Court, which despises all other planes."

"Treat other planes as resources for improving the Primordial Heavenly Court."

"Therefore, without thinking twice, he wanted to refine the world's will and integrate the still-imperfect dark runes into the world's underlying rules, so that they could be passed down and evolved as the world's only extraordinary system."

"Treat this place as an experimental field."

"He wants to become a primordial saint who establishes a new sect!"

"Unfortunately, he failed."

"He overestimated his abilities and was invaded by the nascent form of the Heavenly Dao."

"During the tug-of-war between the High Sage and the Heavenly Dao, a portion of his will was inspired by the Heavenly Dao through his dark runes."

"A portion of independent will."

"That part of the will is like a parasite, constantly growing stronger within Gao Sheng's body."

"that is you."

Zhuang Boshi pointed at Moro.

"What should I say about you? Dark runes, fragments of the Heavenly Dao, the essence of a high saint."

"Yan is your mother, Heaven is your father, and you are a composite entity."

“But Yan didn’t notice you at first. Once you had a complete independent consciousness, you were able to erode everything about him by using dark runes as a medium.”

"Yan knew it was too late. He risked the destruction of his soul and body by self-destructing along with the will of the world, hoping to be reborn through the Dao traces."

"But you know that if the High Saint is resurrected, you will inevitably be refined again."

"It can only ever be an unconscious tool of runes."

"So you exhausted your high-level holy energy to shatter his holy soul, constructed vessels through dark runes, dismembered his body, and left him in a state of neither life nor death, binding his holy soul and the fragments of the Heavenly Dao."

"Those vessels are vengeful ghosts."

"The so-called vengeful ghosts are the essence of dark runes, the rules of fragments of the Heavenly Dao, and a part of the immortality of high saints."

"You dismembered Yama and the Heavenly Dao into countless giant demons."

"Then dismember the big demon into smaller demons."

"But you later discovered that this world has no external power. After the sage's energy was exhausted, you, without the traces of the sage's Dao, were also unable to efficiently convert energy."

"Even the knowledge you've gained is limited to dark runes, so all you can do is drain the souls of the people in this world."

“Killing humans, controlling humans, and using them as batteries.”

"At the same time, you let humans control vengeful spirits, eroding the will of saints through the consciousness of generations of humans."

"You dared not let all the vengeful ghosts merge into one, so you created the eighteen layers of ghost realms in the underworld, including the human world in the first six layers, and even established a strict stratification system to prevent vengeful ghosts from immediately merging as pieces of a puzzle."

"You don't even dare to go out, for fear of losing control of the dark runes as they begin to coalesce."

"Once the aggregation is complete, either the nascent form of the Heavenly Dao will return, or Yama will return."

"For thousands of years, you have been huddled in this place, relying on three gods to guard the gate."

"They even allowed the fragments of the Heavenly Dao to awaken their own consciousness, attempting to erode the consciousness of the High Saints."

"But this also further reduces your control over the vengeful spirit."

"The fragments of the Heavenly Dao have begun to turn your vengeful spirits against you, vying for control by creating various divine vessels."

“You are not Moro, nor are you Yama, the King of Hell.” Zhuang Boshi looked directly into Moro’s eyes.

"You are nothing but a vengeful ghost resurrected from the corpse of a saint."

"The world's first vengeful ghost."

"Ridiculous!" Moro said expressionlessly.

But terrifying supernatural phenomena were already stirring within this ghostly realm.

Zhuang Boshi continued, "There is another piece of evidence: if you were an invading saint, then the main god would have already issued a mission to protect the principles of civilization."

"Unfortunately, it hasn't happened yet."

"This clearly demonstrates that you are not an intruder!"

"You're half a native."

“Am I right, Moro?”

Moro remained expressionless: "Even if you guessed right, what difference would it make?"

"The gap between us has always been as vast as the difference between heaven and earth."

"I can't kill you."

“But I can suppress you until I wear down all the saints and the will of Heaven.”

"To become a true sage."

"How long will that take? At least another six months, Moro!" Zhuang Boshi laughed.

One hundred and eighty days later, the Zhongzhou team's survival period will end.

That was also the day when Moro eroded all his will and became a high saint.

(End of this chapter)