Zongman: A journey through time starting from the Supreme

This is the highest realm of dog licking!

"This is a battle of faith, Demiurge."

Saigo didn't mind explaining to Demiurge why he did this.

He just chuckled and said, “…Faith is the most difficult thing to eradicate, it is the highest state of life.

"Humans can even defeat death for the sake of faith and are not afraid of death. It possesses an incomparable power."

"And the rule of the Silian Theocracy is based on the power of faith."

"Of course, not all people in this country have strong faith. Some people do not have strong faith, but they are also capable of being transformed into my lambs."

"But it's really too troublesome and a waste of resources to try to figure out the other person's beliefs and convert them."

"Compared to this entire human kingdom, the Silian Theocracy is insignificant in terms of both land area and population."

"If that's the case, why waste all that extra time? It's better to eliminate them all and solve the problem of faith in the simplest and purest way."

"That is destruction on a physical level."

Demiurge showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. He knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "...I thought it was too simple, Supreme Lord!"

"To you, the honorable one, even one second of your time is far more important than the lives of these creatures."

"Yes, you shouldn't waste even a moment's thought on such trivial matters, and I didn't think of this for you. It's really a dereliction of duty as a guardian of the class."

Demiurge blamed himself in a sad tone.

This made Albedo and Shalltear look at him subconsciously. How come this guy is better than me?

"That's what I mean, Demiurge!"

"Your next mission is to completely destroy everything related to the Silian Theocracy, leaving no room for anything."

"Go, complete the task I assigned to you, and be careful of those dragons."

Saigo waved his hand, indicating that the guardians could go and complete their orders.

"Offer a gift of loyalty to the Supreme Being!"

Several guardians knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

After these guardians left and joined the war, Saigo stood up from the throne.

“Once we have tricked all the dragons here, we will capture them all in one fell swoop. This will be the final training I will give to Momonga.”

"Once this is done, I can safely hand over the aging spirit to him."

"Next, I will go and solve the problem of the other spirit."

Saigo thought about it for a while, and with just a thought, he came to another world by descending from heaven and becoming a human.

……

In the bloodthirsty world, on the renamed Zoroastrian artificial island, in a high-rise luxury apartment.

Nangong Nayue was sitting by the window sipping afternoon tea as usual. At this moment, a familiar and surprising voice came from behind her:

"...It's been a long time since we last met, Xiao Nayue, did you miss me?"

Chapter 35: Nangong Nayue, you don’t want to be seen by students in the classroom!

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Nangong Nayue, wearing a Gothic Lolita-style long dress, with a childish face, delicate features but a rather mature temperament, was holding a white porcelain cup of black tea in her slender little hands.

The 85-degree water temperature diffused the aroma of the tea. She leaned back in the Victorian-style armchair, holding the cup of black tea, enjoying today's rest.

During the day, she is a high school English teacher, and at night she serves as the commander of the new witch country and discusses national policies.

This split identity made Nangong Nayue work non-stop 24 hours a day, with almost no time to rest.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have abandoned his identity as an English teacher and focused on national affairs long ago.

However, for Nangong Nayue, becoming a teacher has been her dream since childhood.

Therefore, she is absolutely unwilling to give up the identity of a teacher.

For this reason, Nangong Nayue used the previous technique on herself. When she felt really tired, she would let her real body fall asleep, and then act with her clone.

She even split her mental consciousness into two halves so that they could take turns resting.

Although Nangong Na Yue is a witch, her body is not much better than that of an ordinary person. In this respect, she is similar to the vampires in this world.

Even in terms of physical fitness, she may not be as good as a vampire.

Just as Nangong Nayue was taking a nap and thinking about the difficult problems she would face in the evening, a sudden and light voice came from behind her, which made Nangong Nayue's frown relax.

"Xiao Nayue, do you miss me a lot?"

A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of Nangong Nayue's mouth, but then her expression turned cold again.

The witch slowly turned around, revealing her doll-like, exquisite beauty without any flaws.

Nangong Nayue slowly placed the white porcelain cup in her hand on the table. She placed her hands on her slender legs and said in her proud and cold voice:

"…Devil, you're finally back, I thought you were dead.

Xi Xiang didn't care about Nangong Nayue's offensive words. He pulled out a chair and sat down, saying with a half-smile on his face.

"…But your heart tells me that you don't want me to die, but you miss me.

"Xiao Nayue, you are not young anymore, so don't act like a child and be arrogant. If you want to say something in your heart, just say it directly. I won't laugh at you.

Nangong Nayue snorted coldly, seemingly not commenting on Xixiang's words.

But Nangong Nayue knew that the devil in front of her was right, and that she should be more honest sometimes.

She was not the kind of little girl who would always be arrogant and would only end up regretting it in the end.

Nangong Nayue carefully observed Xixiang at present, with some doubts in her eyes.

The Saigo in front of her had changed her a lot and was somewhat different from the Saigo in her memory.

It’s not the changes in appearance or other aspects that Nangong Nayue can be sure that the devil in front of him is Xixiang himself.

But how should I put it? The other party's evil nature seems to have faded a lot, lacking the cruelty and indifference of a demon.

But there is more humanity.

When this thought popped up in Nangong Nayue's mind, she herself felt it was a little absurd. The devil actually possessed human nature. It was as strange as the sun suddenly rising from the west.

After all, as a devil's follower and a witch, she feels that her humanity has actually become very weak.

Perhaps sensing Nangong Nayue's doubts, Xixiang said slowly: "...your guess is actually not wrong."

"My humanity has overwhelmed my devilishness, or rather, my divineness. In fact, in some ways of thinking, I have already become close to humans."

“It’s been an extremely important evolution for me.”

When Nangong Nayue heard Xixiang's words, she burst out laughing and said, "...When a demon turns into a human, it is said to be evolution. Isn't that degeneration?"

Saigo did not answer, but smiled and asked: "...So what do you think is evolution or degeneration, Nayue?"

"Although you are a witch, you are still a human being in essence. At most, you are a human being who is cold-blooded enough to choose to sacrifice for some rational results."

"But this does not mean that you have completely abandoned your humanity and turned into a demon that knows only killing and is filled with absolute evil."

"So, as a human being, tell me whether I am evolving or degenerating now."

Xixiang's words made Nangong Nayue's slender brows frown again. Her dark brows like the distant mountains kept bending like that. Xixiang's question made Nangong Nayue feel confused.

"If we look at it from a human perspective, this might really be a form of evolution."

Nangong Nayue said hesitantly, she actually didn't believe what she said.

Saigo laughed out loud: "...How do humans determine angels and demons?"

Facing Xixiang's repeated question, Nangong Nayue said without any hesitation this time: "...divide it into good and evil."

"Those who are on the side of evil are demons, and those who are on the side of good are naturally angels."

Xi Xiang nodded gently, agreeing with Nangong Nayue's words: "...Yes, but think about it carefully, who is the one who judges the so-called good and evil?"

"Of course, the watershed between good and evil is actually human beings themselves."

“When humans think that something is good for them, that is good, and when it is harmful to them, that is evil.”

“The so-called moral concepts of good and evil have existed since the birth of mankind.”

"But compared to the law of survival of the fittest in nature, and compared to the development of the macroscopic world of the universe, the existence of good and evil seems a bit petty."

"To stick to this moral concept of good and evil is to fall into the lower class. When something goes to an extreme, the final result is actually extinction."

"Although I am not a Taoist, I now feel that Taoist thought has some merits. Yin alone cannot produce anything, and Yang alone cannot grow. The same is true when applied to good and evil."

“Perhaps this is the fundamental difference between Eastern and Western philosophical views.”

Saigo spoke in a leisurely tone, as if describing his current outlook on life, values, and world view.

Nangong Nayue could not fully understand Xixiang's words. After all, she had not yet reached the state where she needed to abandon good and evil and completely confuse them.

For Nangong Nayue, she has never even experienced the extreme evil or the extreme good, so why bother thinking about the higher level.

She just said unhappily: "...Anyway, you have become stronger, right?"

Saigo nodded happily: "...Yes, I have become stronger, to a level that you can't even imagine."

"Xiao Nayue, do you remember the mother of the evil god you met?"

Hearing Xixiang's words, Nangong Nayue's petite body trembled unintentionally. Just the name of the Mother of Evil God made her feel unspeakable fear.

Just the name popping up in her mind, that majestic and great figure would completely occupy her soul, making her feel humble and want to crawl on the ground.

Nangong Nayue is a proud person, a witch who would rather die than beg for mercy.

But even so, she didn't think she would have any dissatisfaction with being servile to the Mother of the Evil God, nor did she think there was anything wrong with it.

She thought that was what a living being had to do.

"You don't mean to say that you have reached the level of the Mother of Evil?"

In Nangong Nayue's memory, Xixiang, also known as the demon Zarathustra, should be just one of the subordinates of the Mother of Evil.

When will even subordinates be able to reach the level of their masters?

Seeing Nangong Nayue's moved expression, Xixiang just smiled and said: "...It seems that you don't particularly understand the relationship between me and the Mother of the Evil God."

"In fact, I was not an independent individual from the beginning. You can understand that I am just an incarnation of the Mother of Evil."

"Now, the Mother of the Evil God has returned to where She was supposed to be, and as Her incarnation, I will naturally return to My true form."

Xi Xiang's words made Nangong Nayue's expression change drastically. She asked anxiously: "...Then aren't you going to disappear?"

In this bloodthirsty world, it is not uncommon for a person to split into multiple incarnations.

When we hear about the so-called incarnations returning to their true bodies, it means the disappearance of the incarnation's consciousness, and their power will become nourishment for the real body.

Seeing Nangong Nayue's panicked expression, Xixiang smiled even more happily: "...It seems that you still care about me, little Dayue."

"Now is not the time to talk about this kind of thing."

Nangong Nayue suddenly became anxious and restless.

She really wanted to tell Saigo to run as fast as possible, the farther the better, and it would be best if she could escape the sight and control of the Mother of the Evil God.

But then when she thought of that supreme existence again, all that was left for Nangong Nayue was despair.

She didn't think Saigo could escape the gaze of the Mother of Evil, because such an existence had long been beyond the limits of people's imagination.

"Hahaha!!"

Xi Xiang couldn't help laughing out loud. He comforted Nangong Nayue and said, "...Don't worry, little Nayue."

"The relationship between the incarnation and the real body that I mentioned is completely different from the relationship between the original body and the clone that you imagine."

"Because I am both the great demon of Zoroastrianism and the Mother of Evil God herself. I am not disappearing, nor am I merging with the so-called Mother of Evil God."

"But from the very beginning, the Mother of the Evil God is me, and the Great Devil is also me. We are one being with six sides."

Xixiang's simple explanation did not solve Nangong Nayue's doubts, but she roughly understood one thing: "... Zaratul, you won't disappear?"

"Of course, I will never disappear. I will just look at this world from a higher dimension and a higher perspective."

"But now, I still have one last step to complete, and I need your help."

Saigo said in a gentle tone.