My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

His other opponents should be relatively normal and wouldn't come up with such incomprehensible reasons that he couldn't deduce at all.

Chapter 799: The Scarecrow's Reinforcements

Mental illness is a minority, and it's impossible for me to keep encountering mentally ill people who have to be locked up in a mental hospital.

Diluc thought casually, unaware of the seriousness of the problem at that moment.

"Wait, wait a minute, I have something else to say. The BOSS and your esteemed father asked me to pass on a message to you."

At this point, the scarecrow was about to break down; if this continued, its body would be burned to ashes by Diluc.

"I will find out what they asked you to bring yourself. Scarecrow, rest in peace and welcome your eternal sleep."

Diluc spoke calmly, but his calm tone concealed an unwavering resolve; clearly, he was now prepared to kill the Scarecrow completely.

"You can't kill this person yet."

Just then, a flippant voice rang out. Upon hearing this voice, Diluc immediately sensed something was wrong; it seemed that guy's reinforcements had arrived.

The cool night air caressed my body, and the torrential rain, showing no signs of abating, continued to wash away the sins of this city.

Diluc was now completely soaked, and wearing his wet clothes, he slowly raised Wolf's End in his hand.

"Want to take him away? Unfortunately, you can only dream about it. I, Diluc the Righteous, will surely slay that scarecrow who has betrayed this city, in the name of Legion.

Diluc spoke of the righteous with a tone full of pride, while in reality he covered his face with his hands, completely bewildered as to where the pride in his on-screen self came from.

What's so great about being called a "righteous person"? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't sound as good as being called a "hero of the night."

The term "righteous person" feels strange to me all day. Why did I accept this title so easily?

As Diluc himself thought this, the group of righteous people, including Mondstadt members, also felt something was amiss.

Not long after the Mondstadt players learned of Diluc's nickname "The One-Man Army," Diluc on the screen had already collided with the suddenly appearing entity.

"Although I don't know what your role is, if you want to stop me, then I can only regard you as an enemy."

"Anyone attempting to protect the existence of this person rejected by Mondstadt, are you prepared to become my enemy?"

At this moment, Diluc, wearing the mask of the righteous, looked at the suddenly appearing being and questioned it.

Upon hearing these words, Batman, who was drinking water in the Justice League's box, choked.

Wait, what is that righteous person saying? That guy actually said such embarrassing and shameful things as if it were perfectly natural.

Batman felt that he might be ruined today, and the righteous words spoken by the righteous man on the screen made him guess roughly what time it was.

That was shortly after I became Batman, or rather, not long after I became a hero in that world. Back then, I often said things like that.

Batman, recalling his dark past, has an urge to deny it, and at this moment, the battle on the screen seems to be on the verge of officially starting.

“Righteous man, since you are prepared to be my enemy, then I will show you the power I possess.”

You're not the only one in this world hiding their true strength. Now I'll tell you my real identity.

As he spoke, the suddenly appearing being slowly raised his right hand, and then a dark purple ripple appeared at his fingertips.

"That confident demeanor...is he the holder of the Eye of God?"

Diluc quickly formed a guess in his mind, and Batman in the real world naturally associated the holder of the Eye of God with a superpowered person.

In his eyes, the other world on the screen is a world where most people gain superpowers through some kind of relationship. This relationship of superpowers is probably one of the reasons for the conflict between himself and his true self.

As Batman pondered this, the figure that had suddenly appeared on the screen revealed its true identity:

"I will not change my name or surname. The man standing before you now is a subordinate of the Executor of the Fools, known as the Riddler. He has fought countless battles without defeat and is the creator of thousands of riddles."

Upon hearing this, Diluc's pupils contracted sharply, both in the real world and on the screen.

Is he a subordinate of the executor in Fool's Tale?

His actions likely represent the executive's intentions, so at a deeper level, is the executive doctor from the Fool of Winter planning to attack him?

The two simultaneously spoke the name of their enemy on the screen using the voice from the ground: Doctor.

The two Dilucs on the screen actually have similar reasons for targeting the Doctor; the death of the Diluc's father on the screen is inextricably linked to the Doctor.

In the real world, his father disappeared and lost contact while secretly tracking the doctor.

"Since you're the Doctor's subordinate, you must have been prepared to die by appearing before me."

On the screen, Diluc held Wolf's Grave in his right hand, his tone filled with murderous intent, clearly showing he had no goodwill towards this person called Doctor.

"You're the one who should be prepared for death, Mr. Diluc."

The Doctor has been telling us to ignore your existence so that you can become stronger and reap greater benefits in the future.

However, since you've chosen to be my enemy, then don't blame me for reaping your rewards beforehand, Diluc the righteous one.

As Diluc, the Riddler, spoke, Batman in the real world was rapidly analyzing who this doctor corresponded to in his own world.

"...Similar to Lei Xiaogu in our world?"

He quickly analyzed a possibility, and just as he was about to continue thinking, the two people on the screen started fighting.

"Diluc, want to play a riddle?"

The Riddler's leisurely voice rang out at this moment, while Diluc replied coldly, "Get lost, I'm not guessing. Right now, all I want is for you to die."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, completely ignoring Diluc's attitude, and continued:

"Diluc, guess what went into the alley with six legs, but came out with only two?"

Upon hearing this, a chill flashed in Diluc's eyes: "Riddler, huh? You certainly have a knack for provoking people. Now you've successfully made me want to kill you."

Chapter 800: Amber: I...I am the Prophet of the Abyss? ???

The rain pattered softly, and Mondluluk, looking at the Riddler not far away, had a subtle expression on his face: "You're mistaken. You're talking about my origins in a parallel world."

But to utter such a vicious riddle? It seems you can't be allowed to live."

Diluc attacked again after speaking, but the Riddler had no intention of fighting anymore.

"Time to get out of here!"

After the Riddler said something to the Scarecrow, his figure suddenly vanished without a trace, along with the severely injured Riddler.

Diluc tried to give chase, but it was too late. Standing in the rain, his face grim, he muttered through gritted teeth:

"Didn't you realize he escaped? But this kind of teleportation that doesn't use imaginary space is truly unheard of."

Perhaps that Abyss Prophet, who knows everything from astronomy to geography and is versed in forbidden knowledge, will know some clues. While the Abyss Prophet may be weaker physically, his knowledge far surpasses mine.

After speaking, Diluc returned to Dawn Winery, changed his clothes, and prepared to visit the Abyss Prophet. He looked at Diluc and Jean on the screen with a thoughtful expression.

The Prophet of the Abyss... Is there such a person hidden in Mondstadt?

I haven't heard of it myself, but if it's related to the Abyss, it's threatening no matter how you look at it. I can go back and check it out.

"He knows everything from astronomy to geography. I really want to meet this prophet of the abyss."

At this moment, Abedor showed an interested expression, clearly showing his interest in the being addressed in that way by Diluc.

"The Abyss Prophet, huh? How derelict of my duty. As a scout knight, I was unaware that there were people in Mondstadt connected to the Abyss. I have no idea who this Abyss Prophet truly is."

Amber was still unaware of the seriousness of the situation, and said casually while looking at Diluc on the screen.

The scene on the screen continued to play, showing Diluc walking swiftly through the residential area of ​​Mondstadt.

"This road... why does it feel so familiar?"

Looking at the route Diluc took on the screen, Amber subconsciously said that after Jean and the others observed her, they were certain of one thing.

Amber is still Amber. The mastermind behind the scheme with Barbara is vastly different from her. It must be due to the differences in their worlds caused by their different experiences.

My world has changed so much that, apart from innate factors, the credibility of acquired factors is not high.

As Jean thought this, Diluc on the screen walked towards the house familiar to Amber.

"Isn't that my house?!"

Amber exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, what's going on? Why is the Abyss Prophet in my house?"

"Did I in that world actually take in someone who had ties to the Abyss?!"

Recalling her own imposing villainous demeanor in that world, Amber made a guess at this moment.

As for the claim that she was a prophet of the abyss, Amber didn't even consider that possibility.

The title of prophet doesn't suit her. She can't imagine herself sitting quietly at her desk, abandoning her active instincts and not investigating potential threats to Mondstadt.

dong dong dong.

At that moment, Diluc quickly knocked three times on Amber's door, and a dozen seconds later Amber's voice rang out: "Who is it?"

"It is I, Diluc, the Night Elf hero of Mondstadt and the righteous one."

Diluc spoke without any sense of embarrassment, while in reality, Diluc almost suffered a cardiac arrest.

Hero? Who would call themselves a hero?

Also, I hadn't really felt the meaning of the term "righteous person" before, but it still feels really strange to say it myself.

"Hold on."

After Amber answered, the sound of things being packed came from inside the room. A few minutes later, the door opened, and Amber looked at Diluc and gestured for him to come in.

"Prophet, I need your help."

Upon entering the study, Diluc looked at Amber with a serious expression and said, "I knew you wouldn't come to me with good news. Honestly, can't you be a little more considerate of a patient?" Amber rubbed her temples helplessly and said, "I knew you wouldn't come to me with good news. Can't you be a little more considerate of a patient?"

Upon seeing this, Amber in the real world wore a look of utter disbelief: "Me, am I the Abyss Prophet? And how did my bedroom turn into a study? Those books look so, so profound."

At this moment, Lisa looked at Amber's desk and said with great interest, "This issue number is theoretically still a few months away, and this title... Is it the cutting-edge magic research journal of the Future Sumeru Academy?"

However, the author's name for this research project... could Amber Strong be Amber's pseudonym in academia?

The magazines on Amber's desk represent the status of Teyvat magic researchers and alchemists roughly equivalent to that of cellular science, nature science, and the lancet in their respective disciplines.

Lisa felt as if she had discovered a promising talent, never expecting that Amber's hard work would lead to such remarkable success.

Well, I can't ignore the academic world tomorrow. I'll go back and start thinking about persuading Amber to study.

"There's no other way, the situation is urgent, and it seems that an unknown force has its eyes on me."