Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Yes, so what do you want me to do? Let me make this clear first, this thing seems a bit strange to me. You want me to fill in my name or something? Absolutely not!"

Sōyū scratched his head. Although this was a blackmail attempt that had fallen into his lap out of nowhere, there's no smoke without fire. This thing looked exactly like him, and he knew without a doubt that it was related to him.

Even if he were to obtain this authority, he certainly wouldn't waste such an incredibly powerful ability by messing around with someone as weak as the Three-Eyed Spider.

This strange thing should be considered very carefully.

"You're right, but as I said, I'm here to deal with the so-called Hell Communications from this hell. Now that the root cause has been found, something needs to be given."

Shiki coldly looked at Sōyū, without any intention of pressuring him. She simply watched him, waiting to see if he could give her an explanation.

But Sawa was also completely confused. He only knew that this thing was definitely related to him, but why it appeared here and why it was connected with Hell Correspondence was something he couldn't figure out at all.

Left with no other option, Saya could only turn his attention to Kikyo, who was standing nearby. He could only turn to the priestess who knew this body best; after all, she had spent so much time with it, surely she had some findings?

This priestess has always been like this; when she's with Saya, she only needs a glance or a gesture to understand his meaning.

"I don't know the origin or the principle behind this body, but one thing I've witnessed over the years is that this body seems to be missing something crucial, which is why it has fallen into this dormant state."

Kikyo pointed to the chest of the body, gesturing for Saya to look at the arrow embedded in the body's chest.

"Even though I sealed it under this tree, it still can't settle down. Now that the seal is broken, it might just rush out to find what it has lost." whl

It was only then that Sawa realized this body was actually sealed by Kikyo's Exorcising Arrow. It was clearly just a body, so why did she make it sound like it could still move on its own?

"As for the rest, all I can say is that the creation of this entire new hell is due to the energy overflowing from its body, ever since I sealed it under this Tree of Ages."

Regarding Kikyo's statement, Saga wasn't surprised. After all, this thing had the authority of Minecraft, so creating a world wouldn't be particularly difficult for it.

Based on what Kikyo said, Saya still couldn't figure out how this thing could possibly have anything to do with Hell Correspondence.

"Where did the rules of Hell Communication come from?"

Thinking that since she couldn't figure it out, she might as well ask, Sawa looked at the Three-Eyed Spider with a puzzled expression. After all, she had possessed this power for so long, she should at least know something, right?

"It's less about helping people eliminate resentment and more about creating a mechanism that generates more resentment. Rather, from the moment this body entered this world, the malice of this world began to spiral out of control."

This time, the Three-Eyed Spider didn't try to be the riddle-maker anymore. She honestly told Sawa what Hell Correspondence was in her opinion, and also shared her own guess. "A mechanism that generates more malice. So why do you think you're in Japan now, but still haven't felt that enormous amount of malice that should be there?" whl

The Three-Eyed Spider narrowed her eyes and looked at Sōyū. She had already said all that, so there was probably no need for her to explain further.

"You mean, weird?"

When it comes to the malice of the world, the first thing that comes to mind for Saku is those strange beings who shouldn't exist, or rather, who are defined as evil from birth.

But if all these things are said to have originated from this body, wouldn't that mean the blame for his involvement is getting heavier and heavier?

The three-eyed spider simply smiled; he no longer needed her to answer him.

"Damn it, this doesn't make sense. I remember you said, Shiki, that part of the malice in this world comes from those demons from another world, right? To put it bluntly, it all stems from the various desires among the Seven Deadly Sins, doesn't it?"

Zuoyou felt like his brain was about to explode. If the truth was really the same as what the Three-Eyed Spider had guessed, then the responsibility he would have to bear would be far more than just a little.

Previously, he had thought the malice of this world stemmed from the invasion of demons from another world, but now it suddenly became connected to him, which made Sawa somewhat...

"Did I say any of that? Have you ever considered that perhaps this body also has some connection with those demon gods from another world?"

What's the relationship?

Upon hearing this, Shiki finally snapped out of her smug, spectator-like state, but her deduction plunged Saya into another round of silence.

Come to think of it, both I and the mosaic corpse in front of me could definitely be classified as creatures from another world.

The so-called demon god is just a name for the four seasons, and there is no rule that blocks cannot be called demon gods.

Chapter 674 Only a fool would do this

This was no joke; in a sense, it might even concern Saya's own identity, forcing him to take it seriously.

Saya took a deep breath to calm herself down before looking at Shiki with a questioning expression. Among the people present, she was the most terrifyingly powerful and knew more than the others.

"I don't know. I've said it before, I'm not an all-rounder. What your true identity is depends on what you believe yourself to be, doesn't it? You said that yourself, Xi."

Shiki shook his head, clearly not wanting to comment on such matters. He couldn't bear the blame for transforming into a demon god from another world.

"So what should I do now? Can headquarters just jump back up and revive this thing? You're the one who needs to solve Hell Communications, so you should be the one to come up with a solution, right?"

Sōyū looked at Sensei with despair. He was truly at a loss and had to see if this King Yama had any solutions. In any case, he would definitely refuse to do as he was told.

In his view, the world was still pretty good, far from being in a state where it had to be destroyed.

"Solution? Just do it your own way. I believe in you. Since you were able to defeat the Three-Eyed Spider with your own strength, you obviously have to choose the rest of the path yourself."

Shiki glanced at Saya, and it was unclear whether she was truly out of ideas or continuing to play the riddle-maker; in any case, she once again passed the buck to Saya.

"Ha, let me do it. How would I know? I can't exactly go and try to revive this guy, can I?"

Saya gave a helpless bitter smile, then walked over to the blocky body that looked like a dead person.

Carefully examining its appearance, Zuoyou once again confirmed that this was indeed his most standard image in Minecraft.

His entire body was exactly the same as he remembered, even the right fist that only he could see was exactly the same, with the same mosaic pattern.

So, does that mean this thing might actually have been created exactly in his likeness?

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Sōyu inexplicably felt that it was in this state because it was missing something crucial.

Based on his previous conjectures, Zuoyou fumbled in his backpack and took out the demonic aura of the Seven Deadly Sins that he had obtained.

He has already collected six of the seven deadly sins, leaving only pride, the foremost of the seven, which he has not yet encountered. Considering the special abilities of the sins he has encountered before, if the followers of pride were to appear, they would certainly not be easy to deal with.

Looking at the several wisps of ominous energy in his hand, Zuoyou suddenly wondered what kind of effect would occur if he put these things into this body.

The moment this idea took hold, it quickly piqued Saya's curiosity. After hesitating for a long time, Saya decisively...

They took it back.

Curiosity killed the cat, and he's not stupid; he understands that perfectly well. Don't do anything risky if you don't have the confidence to solve a problem. Countless horror movies have taught him this lesson.

Fortunately, even if all these auras were put in, it probably wouldn't have much of an effect. After all, one of the Seven Deadly Sins is gone, and you've never seen anyone summon Shenron with just six Dragon Balls, right?

While Zuo You continued to struggle with how to deal with the thing in front of him, the six wisps of energy in his backpack began to slowly, without his notice, begin to...

This can't be blamed on Zuoyou, after all, he never expected that something could be integrated into his backpack space, something he had never heard of before.

At this moment, Sōyū was still pondering how to deal with the body in front of him. According to what had been said before, the strange malice was coming from within this body, and it was also the culprit behind Hell Communications. In other words, if he could get rid of it, these problems would lose their source.

If it really is a necessary material for the descent of a demon god from another world, then destroying it could be considered, in a sense, preventing the demon from doing so, right?

With a slap to the palm, based on the idea that bad things should be dealt with as soon as possible, Zuoyou felt that it would be more reliable to directly destroy it for humane reasons.

Before Saya could turn around to ask Shiki if there was any way to completely destroy this body, and then ask Kikyo what the consequences would be if the body were destroyed, a strange fluctuation emanated from that body.

When Saya turned around, he saw a scene that left him completely stunned.

The virtual cube arm, which seemed to be his third arm, extended out of his body at some point without his knowledge, and stuffed a mass that clearly contained the aura of the six otherworldly demon gods into his body.

Not only that, Sawa even saw that as it touched that body, it also input a series of commands directly into it.

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How could one arm input commands so quickly? Sawa couldn't fathom it anymore, but one thing he was certain of was that he seemed to have been backstabbed by his own arm.

Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined things would turn out this way. It was too late to stop it all; he could only watch helplessly as the body emitted a faint light in response to the series of commands.

Only now did Shiki finally put away her indifferent expression, which seemed to indicate that nothing concerned her, and looked at Saya and the direction where the body was located with a serious and wary expression.

Chapter 675 Distinguishing Between Primary and Secondary Tasks

Saya had no idea what Shiki meant by fate, but one thing he was very clear about was that as that body seemed to be resurrected, his own power was being drained away by the arm connected to it.

The familiar screen displaying status and tools kept flickering. Not only that, but for some reason, he couldn't muster the strength to resist. It was pulled out of his body, and not only that, but it also took the entire Minecraft system he depended on for survival with it.

Finally, for the first time, Zuoyou's vision was devoid of the experience bar below and the red heart that seemed to have never left, representing his health. Even the backpack that he could easily summon with a thought no longer responded.

It was as if he had been completely drained, which made Saya lower his head and clench his fist. The feeling of powerlessness coming from his fingers proved that what he had just experienced was not an illusion.

Zuoyou couldn't understand the situation at all. He should have avoided the most suicidal option, so how did he still get betrayed for no reason? The white light seemed to have gone to the other [him] who had stood up from his half-lying state under the tree.

"Finally, I've gotten this body back."

The pixelated version of [Zayu] in front of him twisted his neck, pulled out the Demon-Slaying Arrow that had pinned him to the Tree of Ages behind him from his chest, and then slowly stood up, leaning on the Tree of Ages behind him.

It was only then that Saya realized that, at some point, the entire New Hell had transformed into a world like a black and white photograph. Having frequently used this technique, he naturally understood that, if he wasn't mistaken, time had been stopped in this world.

Fortunately, Sawa wasn't in the mood to care about that right now, nor did he care why he hadn't been stopped by time. He was just filled with questions and wanted to ask the other "self" in front of him.

Everyone else enjoys being a riddle teller, but I, who hate riddle tellers the most, surely won't try to fool him again, right?

"I know you have a lot of questions for me, that's okay. I just got this body back, and I need some time to adjust. Ask me anything, we have plenty of time. After all, you're still me, right?"

As if anticipating what Saya was about to ask him, the blocky man who had been watching Saya ever since he woke up didn't seem to have any intention of dealing with Saya so easily. Instead, he simply snapped his fingers lightly, and with Saya as the center, the surrounding land seemed to be covered, quickly constructing a small wooden house that Saya was all too familiar with.

Whether it's the three-block height or the trapdoor at the entrance, everything is exactly the same as the house he built when he first arrived in the Minecraft world.

He casually sat down on a wooden block leaning against the wooden wall, and stretched comfortably on the block.

Sayu often does this, so he naturally knows how comfortable it is.

Unfortunately, having lost the ability to take out the cube from his backpack, Sawa was obviously unable to perform the same movement comfortably as it, and in the end, he could only find an open space and sit down cross-legged.

Anyway, he doesn't seem to have the ability to resist now, but fortunately, the person in front of him is willing to answer his questions, so it can be considered a good thing.

Even Sawa, who was usually easygoing, calmed down at this moment. He even touched his stomach and stretched out his palm towards the version of himself in front of him.

"I get a little hungry when I'm nervous, is it okay to have something to eat first?"

The blocky version of Sawa on the opposite side seemed to have finally remembered something, and as if by magic, he pulled out a plate out of thin air, and then you could see the steak inside being sliced ​​into pieces and placed on it.

"As expected of me, I almost forgot about this myself. It's been so long since I've had a full meal. Although I don't have the concept of satiety anymore, I still feel hungry."

The blocky creature, making slurping noises as it gnawed on the steak it had taken from the plate, casually tossed two pieces to Zuoyou, its contented expression revealing its true nature.

Sōyū took the steak and took a bite. The taste was still incredibly familiar, which further confirmed that the system used by the guy in front of him was probably the same type as his own.

Or to put it bluntly, it's the same plug-in system as your own.

After taking a couple of simple bites of steak, Zuoyou pondered for a moment before finally speaking.

"The thing I want to know most right now, and I hope you can answer me truthfully, is that his various little actions and habits are basically no different from Sawa's own."

"I think I know exactly what you're asking. It's simply who I am and what it has to do with you, right? Don't worry, we all hate riddle-makers. I'll definitely help you."

The blocky figure, wiping his mouth, snapped his fingers as if he were telepathically connected with Saiyu, preemptively stating the question Saiyu wanted to ask.