The Reiki Era of the Powerful

Chapter 268 The monster who judges the world

Uncle Li is lying to him.

This old fox lied to him from beginning to end.

What "has no interest in eternal life lying in a coffin", what "haggled with the Pharaoh all night", what "is only an exchange of interests with Su Er VII"...all are fake.

Like the blood lion, he is a loyal servant of the "Pharaoh", and he is.

But this man is much smarter than the blood lion.

When he found out that there was such an invincible transcendent person as Yan Lvge in the world, he decisively took the action that was most in line with the psychology of normal people, bowed his head, subdued, confessed, and surrendered.

He perfectly interpreted the image of a speculator who is as stupid as a wall, whoever has a big fist will submit to him, and he will answer all questions from Yan Lvge, and he will say everything important and unimportant. One thing - the task assigned to him by the "Pharaoh".

Yanlvge was deceived from the beginning.

It wasn't until later that he discovered some clues from the actions of the two little thieves who knew the route, and realized that there was an internal response.

From then on, he began to doubt... not only Uncle Li, but also Li Chongshan, everyone in this castle who he had never met, and even a flash of doubt about Bailu who could spy on the entire network .

But in the end he locked on Uncle Li's family.

It's not because of some decisive evidence... Whether it's his guess that the "Internal Response" may be high and powerful, or the call records that Bai Lu found in Sissy's phone, they are actually not enough to prove Uncle Li's family.

The real reason is... Yan Luge doesn't believe that "Pharaoh" is a fool [beep——].

The "Pharaoh" snatched a total of four potions of spiritual power from Li Chongshan. After using one, he gave one to the blood lion and one to the uncle of the Li family.

It's not like Chinese cabbage.

In the modern age after 4000 years of spiritual qi being cut off, spiritual potions are priceless, and it is possible to find the right buyer and sell them for hundreds of millions of dollars, not to mention that it is the only door to extraordinary power.

"Pharaoh" was able to give half of the spiritual potion in stock to Blood Lion and Uncle Li's family. No matter what the reason was, it was enough to prove that these two were not ordinary slaves, but valuable servants.

The uncle of the Li family said that this thing was obtained through bargaining, and Yan Luge was the first to not believe it.

The superimposition of many doubts made Yan Lvge finally focus on Uncle Li's family.

"You..." Uncle Li opened his mouth and looked at Yan Lvge in fear, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He has nothing to say...because everything Yan Lvge said is right...

His gaze moved slightly down to the table in the lounge.

There was a knife there, which he usually used to peel fruit, and he put it on the table after using it last time.

If... if...

Yan Luge sat on the seat and stared at each other coldly, without even showing his tentacles, but the increasingly cold aura seemed to freeze the air.

He seemed to be waiting for something, but also seemed to be waiting for nothing.

Uncle Li suddenly turned around and ran away.

The cowardly part of human nature finally defeated the impulse. He really couldn't muster up the courage to face the eyes that seemed to have killed countless people like chickens, and to face the extraordinary existence that was as unknown as his own master. .

Just like not long ago, when faced with the coercion and temptation of the "Pharaoh", he quickly succumbed out of fear and became the other party's slave willingly.

Just like many years ago, when his younger brother took the position of patriarch of the family, he chose to escape because of fear, and watched the disappointed subordinates switch to each other one by one.

like many years ago...

He's always been a coward, a useless guy.

If it wasn't because he was born in an ancient family, he was born with a higher starting point than ordinary people, and he didn't worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation when he was the most downhearted, then a cowardly guy like him would probably become a bully in school. Or maybe after a certain oppression and temptation, he turned around and became an intensified bully, using lies to paralyze and deceive himself to have friends.

Once in society, they will become the targets of oppression by their superiors and colleagues. They dare not refuse the jobs offered by colleagues, dare not violate unreasonable overtime orders, dare not protest wages that are much lower than others, or maybe at a certain time In a lucky opportunity, relying on his hard work and hard work in the past, he became the most loyal lackey of the boss, until one day he was abandoned as a victim during the company's reform.

It's always been like this...he's always been such a piece of shit.

So he did not dare to disobey the orders of the "Pharaoh", nor did he dare to fight against Yanluge.

He ran away, not even having the courage to pick up a knife to fight for life and death, and ran away like a stray dog.

He stumbled out of the rest room and ran to the studio where he usually stayed.

Those bloody, distorted, and weird paintings always made him feel peaceful in the past, because when he painted, he represented the monsters who were high above them, playing with the humans under their feet recklessly and wildly.

The more people lack something, the more they yearn for something.

His ambition and humbleness, his desire and timidity, his courage and fragility...

He aspires to be a monster, a monster who judges the world.

However, only today is different.

When he walked into the studio, he found that everything around him seemed to be different.

Those paintings, those people, and those monsters seemed to come alive, and they screamed and rushed towards him.

He saw the giant eagle in the forest spread its wings covering the sky and devouring young children; The waves smashed the ship.

And him?where is he?

He wasn't among the panicked crowd, he wasn't among the screaming sacrifices, he wasn't among the warriors declaring war on monsters with bamboo spears in their hands.

He is in the carcass in the eagle's nest, he is in the throne at the feet of the dragon, he is in the withered claws under the shadow of the octopus.

It turns out that he has never been a terrible monster, he only has that ridiculous monster accomplice, that person who is used to treachery but doesn't know it, that person who sacrifices everything but can only get eternal sinking...

He laughed, laughing so desperately, so sadly.

He's crazy.

……

Yan Luge watched the other party run out of the rest room, but didn't get up, and didn't catch up.

He watched, watched Uncle Li's wailing, laughing, crying, and confessing in the studio, covering his face as he staggered back and forth between the easels, knocked down several paintings, and splashed ink all over his body. Without knowing it.

Yan Luge withdrew his gaze and explained to Li Chongshan: "A small ability called 'horror fantasy' will project in his mind what he fears the most. If it is an ordinary person, it will probably take some time You can come out, but if it's your uncle——

"—I'm afraid I'll never be able to get out."

Li Chongshan looked at his mad uncle and smiled bitterly: "I thought you would kill him."

"If he picked up the knife and stabbed me at the moment when he was exposed, then he would be dead. But he chose to turn around and run, so I let him live." Yan Lvge quietly Said.

Although the uncle of the Li family stood on the opposite side of him, he never showed any killing intent towards him, so Yan Lvge also left a way out for the other party according to his principle of reciprocity.

This stepping horse is not hypocritical, if he acted according to the style of his previous life, he would kill half of the world without blinking an eye, that is, now he feels that he should cultivate his moral character, so he put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately.

Although... going crazy may not be better than death.

(End of this chapter)