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Chapter 1462 Who is who? (Salty milk tea is better)

In war, it is not the winner who takes all, but the survivor who takes all.

Only those who can survive are the winners.

At this moment, Kamurocho has become a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Under the ruthless attack of the shadows, the cultists were torn to pieces one after another. Even though they had completely surrendered to the Outer God and swore allegiance to it.

But... voluntarism cannot solve practical problems.

If you can’t win, you can’t win.

The real bodies of the shadows are not in the 3D world, but are shadows on the plane. If these cultists fail to realize this, then no matter how hard they try to attack and kill the enemies in front of them, it is as stupid as trying to shatter the reflection in the water.

Unfortunately, these cultists obviously no longer have the ability to think normally.

Duanmu Huai strode on the ruined street and came to the square in front of the theater. This was a famous place in Kamurocho. At least when people who came to Kamurocho wanted to arrange a meeting place, they would meet here.

And now, it is here too.

"I never thought you would be so persistent with me."

Standing in front of Duanmu Huai was a woman in an OL uniform. She held a briefcase in one hand and pushed up her glasses.

"Is there some kind of inevitable connection between us? Or is there another reason why you are chasing me?"

"…………"

Duanmu Huai didn't say anything. He had no interest in chatting with the guy who liked to talk nonsense. Duanmu Huai was the kind of player who would skip the CG when it appeared before fighting the BOSS - after all, no matter what nonsense you talked, you still had to fight in the end.

So let's not waste time.

SKIP.

Duanmu Huai suddenly accelerated, clenched his fist and swung it at the woman in front of him, hitting her in front of him. But the next moment, the woman in front of Duanmu Huai turned into a tall and strong man with muscles all over his body. Although he was not as tall as Duanmu Huai, he was tall enough. He stretched out his hand to block Duanmu Huai's fist, and looked at him with a mocking smile.

"I've been watching you, and I know you're from outside this world, just like me."

It dodged another punch from Duanmu Huai and distanced itself from him. At the same time, several winged snakes flew out of the sky, opened their bloody mouths and pounced on Duanmu Huai. Duanmu Huai reached out his hand, ignored the bites of the terrifying hunters in front of him, grabbed the body of one of the flying snakes, and then swung it forward like a whip. With the sound of "snap", the terrifying hunters summoned by Nyarlathotep exploded into pieces.

"I don't like outsiders in my playground, but you've performed well before, so I'm willing to give you a chance."

A group of huge shadows passed over Duanmu Huai's head. They were monsters that were bigger than elephants and had heads like horses. They flapped their wings covered with white frost and swung their long bodies like snakes, rushing towards Duanmu Huai. Duanmu Huai clenched his fists and blasted forward. His iron fist hit the head of the first Shatak bird squarely, and then knocked it flying backwards. The latter spun like a bowling ball thrown by someone and smashed into the group of Shatak birds, causing a sharp scream.

"You performed very well before, but you performed too well. Maybe this gave you an illusion that you could deal with me..."

The void began to twist, and invisible monsters jumped out of it. They roared softly, and the shapes of these monsters could not be seen clearly in the dim square. But for Duanmu Huai, this was meaningless and unimportant. He raised his fist and smashed it hard on the ground.

"boom!!!!"

The square in front of the theater was suddenly dented by Duanmu Huai's smash, and those invisible air ghosts were blown away. They were expelled from this unfortunate place with screams, and returned to their own planes to lick their wounds.

While speaking, Nyarlathotep was constantly changing its form, as if it could not stabilize its form, or perhaps it was just changing at will.

It let out a giggle, as if mocking or sarcastically. But Duanmu Huai didn't care, he never listened to such nonsense. In fact, when playing games, countless dungeons had already made Duanmu Huai's nerves numb. No matter how passionate and majestic the lines of these BOSSes were during the battle, they could not slow down the speed of releasing skills.

Similarly, for players, how to dodge skills is much more important than listening to the boss's nonsense.

"answer me!"

For a chatterbox, it is obviously very frustrating to keep talking without anyone responding, even for Nyarlathotep.

"You are not one of those pleasure-seeking gods of dreams, nor are you one of those nightmare beasts that have no reason at all and survive only on instinct! Tell me, why are you chasing me! Looking for me? And even trying to destroy me!"

Nyarlathotep longed for answers, just like a detective investigating a case who always needs motive, motive, and motive—murder requires a motive, and crime also requires a motive. Why do this? Why do this? It is obvious that this incarnation of Nyarlathotep seems to be particularly obsessed with this.

Nyarlathotep has countless incarnations, each with a different personality, and there are even kind incarnations. But to be honest, Duanmu Huai can't imagine such an existence... It feels like schizophrenia. He once read a book about multiple personalities, and Nyarlathotep is basically equivalent to thousands of personalities.

Well, I can only say that he is worthy of being an Outer God.

It’s just a pity that Duanmu Huai never cares about such trivial matters.

For the Inquisitor, heretics are to be eliminated, aliens are to be destroyed, and demons are to be purified.

What did you do? That's none of my business.

If you must say, your existence itself is the biggest problem.

"boom!!"

Duanmu Huai's iron fist swung out again, hitting Nyarlathotep, who staggered back two steps and stared at Duanmu Huai angrily. He opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar, just like a child trying to force the other party to respond with an over-the-limit scream.

However, Duanmu Huai didn't care. He just clenched his fists again and got ready. It was like an adult who turned a deaf ear to a child's scream and only cared about listening to music with headphones. Then he rushed towards the enemy in front of him again.

  So far, Nyarlathotep has not revealed his true form. He has only summoned other followers to fight Duanmu Huai, and he has been hiding behind them in a constantly changing form. This is in line with the old silver coin's usual insidious, low-level and vulgar way. Some people may call it wisdom, but in Duanmu Huai's view, it is just pure cowardice. If you have the guts, come up and fight me with your fists!

What's the point of hiding behind?

"Since you are unwilling to answer my questions, then... I will have to reveal some small surprises."

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai stopped what he was doing. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Nyarlathotep in front of him. The latter had now turned into a burly bald black man. It was unclear whether he was playing a game with him to see who was stronger.

"I know everything about you, your feelings, your personality, your thoughts, your experiences... You have been destroying and devouring the Old Ones, and turning them into your strength. It has been like this since you came into this world. Do you think I don't know? No, I have always known, because I have been watching you... But it seems that you have not noticed at all..."

As he spoke, Nyarlathotep stretched out his hands, covered his face, and then opened them - what appeared underneath was the face of a girl with long black hair.

"Brother, can you talk to me now?"

"………………………"

Duanmu Huai stood there, staring at Nyarlathotep.

"So, you are Sakuya?"

"Yes, I am Sakuya... Sakuya is me. I have always been helping you, haven't I? Just like you used your power to change the world, I can also use my power to change the world. Didn't we always have a good relationship before? But even so, you never revealed the slightest trace in front of your lovely sister, which really surprised me. I originally hoped that I could have a closer relationship with you as your sister... Maybe then, I would be able to understand you better..."

However, before Nyarlathotep could finish his words, a figure appeared behind him like a ghost. Menme Sanatori gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and drew out the white wooden sword from his waist. The shining sharp blade, with a flash of light, pierced Nyarlathotep's body!

At this moment, Nyarlathotep still had a relaxed smile on his face, as if the sudden attack of Nyarlathotep was completely expected. But the next moment, the twisted smile on his face turned into astonishment - the tentacles that emerged from the shadows tightly bound Nyarlathotep's body, completely restricting his movements.

  The latter raised his head and looked forward, only to see Duanmu Huai rushing towards Nyarlathotep with his right hand raised. On his tightly clenched right fist, a blazing flame was burning!

Not only that, Nyarlathotep's expression suddenly changed at this moment, because he could feel the breath in the flame...

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Mime-satori's white wooden sword mercilessly pierced Nyarlathotep's chest from behind, causing the human form it transformed into to tremble subconsciously. Then, Duanmu Huai's flaming fist smashed into the face of Sakuye, the form transformed by Nyarlathotep.

The huge impact force shattered the girl's skull, and scorching flames gushed out. Menmu Sanatori didn't even have time to draw his weapon before he immediately withdrew his hand and rolled back. Almost in the blink of an eye, the flames that gushed out from Duanmu Huai's hand completely engulfed Nyarlathotep...or rather, Sakuya's body.

"Why……………"

Duanmu Huai could sense the astonishment in Nyarlathotep's eyes when he hit him. Obviously, it seemed that it had not expected the situation to develop in this way.

But Duanmu Huai actually wanted to say... he had guessed it a long time ago.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Duanmu Huai is so smart that he could detect Sha Jiuye's problem from her daily actions or some clues. It's because... this is Nyarlathotep's fixed repertoire.

It likes to spread despair and madness, and the most desperate thing is naturally the betrayal of those around it. In fact, after Duanmu Huai learned that Nyarlathotep was behind the scenes, he naturally suspected everyone. Because according to Nyarlathotep's nature, what it likes to do most is to disguise as someone around you, observe you, play with you, then laugh at you, and finally destroy you.

It's like a movie. You don't need to be very smart. As long as you see what the subject of the movie is, you can almost guess the plot of the movie.

Not to mention that Nyarlathotep is not a genius director.

Not only Shesta or Inaba Yueye, but even Sakiya and Mika are on Duanmu Huai's list of suspects.

Because—as an inquisitor, the lesson he learned was to never trust anyone without reservation.

anyone.

Including those closest to you.

Even in the court of inquiry, Duanmu Huai never told anyone his secrets, not even those closest to him like Ann and Mary. The reason was simple. Soul cards could ensure that the other party would not be corrupted, but they could not guarantee that the other party would not betray him. The evil god would use many methods to lure others to fall, including vicious words and curses, small lies and inducements, which were often far more powerful than the corruption from the subspace.

So naturally, Duanmu Huai has never fully shown it in front of other people.

The same goes for Sha Jiuye. Duanmu Huai never let her witness his battle with the Old Ones. On the one hand, it was to protect her, and on the other hand, it was just in case.

For the Inquisitor, there is no such thing as unconditional trust. The only person he can trust is himself. Others can only be trusted to a certain extent, but that's all.

In fact, if Duanmu Huai had to choose, among this group of people, the one he trusted most was not Sakuya, but Mianmu Sanatori, because an irrational madman would not hide his thoughts and goals. Therefore, when Duanmu Huai learned that Mianmu Sanatori had killed Sakuya in the last reincarnation, he immediately suspected Sakuya, "Could this guy be Nyarlathotep?"

Although Sha Jiuye called soon after that, Duanmu Huai did not see her in person. And if it was Nyarlathotep, it would not be difficult to change his body and revive - Mianmu Satori was just a mortal and could not really kill an Outer God.

It would be great if she had this ability.

However, this is not the end.

"boom!!!"

The devouring flames exploded and ignited instantly, and then a huge monster jumped out. Its head was like a tentacle that stretched high up, with three legs and two claws. It was pitch black, and the huge mouth at its neck was open, roaring angrily.

"You finally revealed your true identity."

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Huai sneered, and then flames exploded and turned into a tall Titan monster.

"Now it's time for the six gods to combine and beat up the little monsters! Feel the fear of pain and destruction! Nyarlathotep!"