The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Zhou Jian walked out of the light curtain of the safe zone.

The oppressive air seemed to have thinned out.

He looked down at the bone ring on his hand.

Another crack appeared on the bone ring, as if it would turn to dust in the next second.

At the same time, the barely perceptible grayish-white wisp quietly wrapped around his index finger, without temperature or substance, yet it truly existed in his perception.

The power of death...

This trip to Rune Tower was truly a mixed bag of emotions.

He was naturally pleased to have the power of death.

The more he accepted Ainz Ooal Gown's kindness, the more he feared that he would end up on the completely opposite side of Ainz Ooal Gown.

He didn't want to see either side get hurt.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared at the corner not far ahead.

The person was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, with an ordinary face; the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

Who else could it be but Zhang Heng?

The fastest speed in the world: Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

But Zhang Heng looks younger now, does that mean he's no longer going to pretend?

Zhou Jian's previously tense thoughts suddenly relaxed, replaced by a genuine smile.

It was as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time; his joy was palpable.

As for the changes in Zhang Heng's appearance, he acted as if he hadn't noticed them at all.

Zhou Jian quickly went to meet him.

"What are you doing here? I haven't seen you in ages."

"Where have you been all these days?"

Zhang Heng stood still, without moving, with a faint, enigmatic smile on his face.

"My friend, you must hate me now."

Zhou Jian's outstretched hand, which was about to put his arm around the other person's shoulder, suddenly froze in mid-air.

The air froze in that instant.

The smile on Zhou Jian's face gradually faded, finally turning into an indescribable embarrassment.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Heng's smile remained unchanged, but a hint of pity had crept into it.

"Didn't you already know?"

"Or... are you just born to love performing?"

Zhang Heng took a step forward, and his ordinary face began to distort in Zhou Jian's view.

A tremendous sense of oppression, originating from the depths of his soul, overwhelmed Zhou Jian, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"That's right, I am Ainz Ooal Gown!"

At this moment, Zhou Jian was completely unable to control his expression.

Although he already knew the truth, it was the way it was presented to him that surprised him.

For a moment, he was at a loss as to how to face it.

The original plan was to pretend not to know, try to get information out of the other party, and see if there was any possibility of mediating the dispute.

But now, everything has been completely shattered by the other party's sudden revelation.

Seeing Zhou Jian's embarrassed look, Zhang Heng laughed.

That smile no longer held the gentleness that belonged to "Zhang Heng," but only the mockery and condescension of "Bone King."

"So, what are you going to do now? Kill me?"

"My friend."

As he spoke, Zhang Heng actually spread his arms wide, adopting a completely unguarded posture, and even pointed to the location of his heart.

"If you do it yourself, I won't resist."

Zhou Jian clenched his fists tightly at his sides, his nails digging deep into his palms, the stinging pain bringing some clarity to his confused mind.

The truth has been laid bare, and there's no going back.

He silently watched Ainz Ooal Gown, a wisp of gray thread appearing and disappearing rapidly between his fingers.

Zhou Jian didn't believe the other party's emotions were as calm as they appeared; perhaps he could take advantage of their current state of mind...

"Haven't I been the one being completely fooled all along?"

At this moment, Zhou Jian was like a wild beast that had been completely enraged, and every word was squeezed out from between his teeth.

Ainz Ooal Gown seemed to enjoy his impotent rage.

"So, I've come to apologize to you."

It was supposed to be an apology, but it lacked any sincerity whatsoever.

Zhou Jian gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down.

"So, are you testing me?"

He knew very well that the gap between himself and his opponent was so great that it could not be bridged by any skill or courage.

"Even if you don't resist, do you think I can kill you?"

The other party is an S-class being, someone who stands at the pinnacle of this world.

Even if he jumped two levels and used a top-tier rock-chopping sword until the blade was chipped, he probably still wouldn't be able to leave a white mark on the opponent's bones.

As for the power of death...

perhaps......

Perhaps this will work.

But the thought only flashed through my mind.

He was not at all sure whether this tiny bit of power could harm its true owner.

This is more like a trap.

A trap that forces him to reveal his hand and then be mercilessly mocked.

Upon hearing his words, Zhang Heng suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost fell over.

"Since you knew this was a test, why did you say it?"

His laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by extreme contempt.

"People like you are hopelessly stupid."

Zhou Jian seized upon the key words in his words, suppressing his anger: "What do you mean by 'people like us'?"

"Even at a time like this, you're still trying to trick me into revealing information?"

Do you think I'll fall for that again?

Zhang Heng was too lazy to answer the question. He pursed his lips and adopted an impatient attitude.

Zhou Jian understood.

When Ainz Ooal Gown said those words, he had already revealed a lot of information.

For example, Ainz Ooal Gown knew that he had tricked him into revealing information.

Very few people know anything about Ainz Ooal Gown.

Who told them?

Lin Mo?

Chi Zhengyang?

It's clearly impossible for either of them!

Unless Old Chi tells this news to someone else.

These thoughts flashed through Zhou Jian's mind in an instant. He knew that this might be the only chance to get an answer from the Bone King.

He stepped forward and continued to press for answers.

Why did you attack Lin Mo?

"Logically speaking, we should be... together."

He ultimately didn't say the word "friend".

Once Ainz Ooal Gown becomes enemies with Lin Mo, he will definitely side with Lin Mo, and then Ainz Ooal Gown will only be his enemy.

Therefore, the word "friend" is too insincere.

Mentioning Lin Mo instantly erased most of Zhang Heng's listless demeanor.

He interrupted Zhou Jian.

Why do we need a reason?

His words carried a strange sense of irritation and hatred.

"Pooh--!!"

He spat on the ground.

"Just a self-righteous fool who dares to dream of changing the future."

"I killed such an idiot without hesitation. Did I need a reason?"

Zhou Jian remained expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil.

Change the future?

Ainz Ooal Gown even knew that Comrade Lin Mo's appearance was to change the future and to completely prevent the apocalypse from happening.

Just how much does Ainz Ooal Gown know?

Zhou Jian clenched his fist quietly. He could agree to anything else, but not this one!

If you're not even willing to believe, then what's the point of all the efforts of countless people?

Is it considered being too bored?

Zhou Jian said coldly, "Yes, I admit that it is very difficult to accomplish this. In fact, when I first learned the truth, the only word in my mind was absurd."

"But how do you know it won't work if you don't even try!"

These words were like a needle, precisely piercing through the feigned calm of the Bone King.

Zhang Heng suddenly lost his temper.

A grotesque and twisted expression appeared on his human face.

An immense mental pressure was released without reservation, pressing Zhou Jian so hard he almost knelt on the ground.

"Who says I didn't!"

"How do you know I didn't do it!"

He roared hysterically at Zhou Jian.

"I couldn't even save one person, yet he dreams of saving the whole world!"

"Tell me he's not an idiot, then who is!"