bdsm-fiction Chapter 153 When I Go Crazy, I'll Even Kill Myself
Chapter 153 When I Go Crazy, I'll Even Kill Myself
Chapter 153 When I Go Crazy, I'll Even Kill Myself
The moment Raphael saw another version of himself, he immediately understood.
So the so-called world of cultivators is actually the Western Continent!
He hasn't recovered his memories of the source material yet because those memories are deadly—literally deadly.
Otherwise, he could have connected the various factions' "secret realms" with the source material immediately.
However, Raphael had roughly "recalled" the battle between "God" and "Lord of Mysteries" during the First Era, and the fact that the Western Continent was sealed away by "Lord of Mysteries".
Previously, it was because Raphael hadn't considered this possibility; now, after the two Raphaels locked eyes, they—
Or perhaps he immediately realized why everything in the world of cultivators was so familiar—it turned out to be the original Asia!
Raphael was born there and grew up there. But after the "First Creator" awoke once, the place became unfamiliar to him as well.
Although the two people are separated by an entire ocean, or even by another version of themselves on the other side of the earth, in an abstract sense, they are now only separated by a wall.
What is happening before our eyes seems to be a struggle between the "Lord of Mysteries" and "God".
The power of the "Lord of Mysteries" lies deep beneath Langya Mountain, while the power of "God" lies deep beneath Backlund.
The dense gray fog represents the "Lord of Mysteries," while the illusory pool with its infinite colors represents "God."
They seemed to want to invade each other's side, but were stuck in a stalemate.
On the northern continent, the white jade-colored bead said to the seemingly sacred voice, "You look terrible."
Raphael looked at the pool of water, which seemed to display an infinite variety of colors: "Brother, tell me, does it have a face? Where is its face?"
The sacred and solemn voice said, "But I still hold the advantage. As long as I continue this standoff, 'Mysterious' will not be able to use the 'Disordered Kingdom' for resurrection, nor will it be able to use this Source to influence the Extraordinary beings of either path."
Raphael vaguely "remembered" that the "Land of Chaos" seemed to be related to two paths: the "Black Emperor" and the "Judges." He suddenly realized why the area where one had to close their eyes to enter was in such a strange state.
That area was clearly "distorted," existing between "existence" and "non-existence." If you closed your eyes and couldn't see the people wearing sunglasses, then they were in a state of "non-existence." But if you opened your eyes, they were in a state of "existence."
The western continent, at the foot of Langya Mountain.
The white jade-colored bead said to the voice that sounded weathered, "You look terrible."
A voice echoed from within the thick gray fog: "But I still hold the advantage. As long as this standoff continues, 'God' won't be able to spare much energy to resurrect through the 'Abyss' pathway."
Raphael was taken aback: Both sides have advantages, is this the legendary "advantage is mine"?
Deep beneath the northern continent of Backlund.
The white jade-colored bead said, "Someone noticed your standoff and pushed me in front of you. I didn't expect you to be so weak."
The sacred and solemn voice from the colorful pool spoke in a tone devoid of emotion: "You seem to be in the worst condition! You even need to exist within a human's mental space."
"You've completely misunderstood something," the white jade bead said. "I've watched you fight for thousands of years, and now is the time for you to weaken. So, it's my turn to step in."
The sacred and solemn voice paused for a moment before speaking again: "Your power is weaker."
So weak that I couldn't do anything at all.
The white jade-colored bead laughed and said, "Have you forgotten? Your power is my power!"
Amid the laughter, the white jade-colored bead suddenly emitted a soft light.
These lights instantly covered the illusory pool of water, which seemed to have an infinite number of colors.
Deep beneath Mount Langya on the western continent.
Before they could exchange more than a few words, the white jade-colored bead suddenly made its move, its soft light enveloping the dense, almost tangible, gray mist.
From within the gray mist, that weathered voice said, "You really are weak; you won't even let go of such a small amount of power."
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The white jade-colored bead said, "No, you're wrong."
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"I know very well that your confrontation here is just a deception. God, your true means of resurrection are in the Source Castle."
"But why aren't you curious? Why did the resurrection methods in the 'Source Castle' stop working?"
The voices in the gray fog disappeared, as if they didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Raphael, who had been observing from the sidelines, realized that the white jade-colored bead seemed to be the real "scheming old fox" behind the scenes.
At this moment, the thick gray fog suddenly seemed to be drawn up by some force and entered the white jade-colored sphere.
The white jade bead said, "I will hand you over to the Fallen Mother Goddess and the Goddess of Fate, as payment for letting me find this place."
"Wait a minute," Raphael suddenly said, "I think you've forgotten something."
"I took this huge risk, not to send you here to feast and drink."
The white jade-colored bead said, "When I become stronger, your opportunity will arrive."
Raphael pressed his sharp nails against his chin: "If you keep talking like that, I'll kill myself!"
A terrifying laugh suddenly erupted from within the thick gray fog: "Hahaha~ I told you, what's so good about humanity? It's so unpredictable."
He could tell that Raphael wasn't joking; he really could kill himself.
Seeing that the white jade bead remained silent, Raphael revealed a maniacal smile: "It seems we made the right bet. You may not care about my life or death, but I am the vessel you carefully selected. If I die now, even if I cannot harm you, it will still affect your plans!"
"You can also take a gamble and see if I'll kill myself!"
Raphael realized this long ago and understood that this might be the only chance to counter the ball.
Just as Audrey's psychological profile suggests, when faced with an enemy stronger than himself, Raphael would pretend to cooperate with the enemy and appear to be easy to talk to.
But once he gets the chance, he will not hesitate to turn against the other party.
The weathered voice from the gray fog said to the orb, "You didn't expect this, did you? The biggest flaw in your own plan is yourself!"
The white jade bead ignored the weathered voice and instead asked Raphael, "What do you want? Just say it."
Raphael continued digging his fingernails into his chin, drawing deep red blood: "First, I need to know who you are? What are your goals? What do you intend to do with me?"
"No problem." The white jade-colored bead was easy to talk to because he knew very well that Raphael, when he went mad, could really kill himself!
It said, "However, we must enter the Dark Chamber before I can tell you everything; otherwise, you'll lose control halfway through hearing some of it."
Raphael nodded: "Secondly, from now on, you have to put me in charge! Stop putting on airs in front of me."
This is also the most important point: he has been putting up with this white jade-colored bead for a long time!
"Can."
"Third, I need a countermeasure. Right now, I can still threaten you with my life, but I'm afraid that once you absorb the power here, this trick won't work anymore." Raphael looked at the gray mist: "How can I completely revive you?"
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