Chapter 1589: Chapter 1589
Chapter 1589: Chapter 508: Aztemo: I Am Beginning to Understand Everything_2
The most outrageous thing is that this Void Lifeform holds the Shadowmare, and is her Knight walking in the Mortal World.
Aztemo was both angry and confused, feeling particularly aggrieved, with eyes full of killing intent locked onto Wayne: “You are my Knight, why betray me?”
Wayne kept wiping sweat, forcing a hint of grievance on his face: “Goddess, is there any possibility that I am awakening you?”
You call this awakening?
I see you clearly intend to rebel!
Aztemo’s thoughts flickered, a will triggered Hades, stripping Wayne of his Death Knight status, making him unable to use Shadowmare and all information laws related to Death.
The effect was average, Wayne is not a typical Void Lifeform, the death information consumed by The Book of Greed is beyond Aztemo’s control, and because of the terrifying Essence of Life, Wayne’s body forms a world of its own, once he swallowed the authority of Hades, Aztemo could no longer retrieve it.
The only thing she could do was to take back the Shadowmare.
“You are not a Void Lifeform, what on earth are you, why does Darkness want to do this?”
“Idinis sent me to awaken you, Doomsday Judgment is imminent, you should wake up.” Wayne backhandedly threw a pot of blame at the headmistress, causing the little boat of friendship on the verge of collapse to capsize instantly.
At first glance, Idinis is the mastermind behind the scenes, she planned and led everything.
Aztemo froze at the words, murmuring: “I didn’t tell her the truth because I must borrow the power of Yalien, but she doesn’t like Yalien…”
“Even so, she shouldn’t harm me…”
After a brief confusion, Aztemo with killing intent looked at Wayne, waving and drawing a scythe from the Void, cutting down towards Wayne’s position.
Transparent ripples seeped into the Void, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Wayne sensed the changes in the space of Hades and teleported to avoid.
Upon landing, a crack expanded from the waist, splitting him into two halves, two clumps of white foam crumbled, attempting to merge into one but prevented by some invisible barrier.
The white foam squirmed, two Waynes stood up, big eye staring at little eye.
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“It’s conceptual Death; once separated, we can’t merge back, we’re already unable to return.”
“Great, I’m free now; from now on, I am also Wayne!”
“Ha, what class do you belong to, calling yourself Wayne like me.” Wayne curled his lips, thoughts flashing as he corrupted the unruly Avatar into a mass of sludge.
His form is not important, neither is where his thoughts are, The Book of Greed is the key.
Without touching The Book of Greed, no matter how many pieces Aztemo chops him into, he remains singular.
Aztemo watched the bizarre scene, feeling deep disappointment, realizing the Void Lifeform capable of corrupting her is certainly not simple, intensely curious about where Idinis found this freak.
At this moment, Aztemo lost part of the authority of Hades, over nine-tenths of thoughts, original flesh; though still within the Divine Nation, still possessing limitless possibilities yet far weaker compared to her peak period.
The worst is, her transformation was interrupted, not only incurring immense loss but wasting time senselessly.
She has even entertained thoughts of death!
Wayne’s body squirmed, a Great Eyeball opened on his chest, Pale Knight crossed both hands, two Quad Rocket Launchers bulging from behind.
The Eternal Hall trembled, horrifying destructive forces shattered space, causing the entire twelfth layer to shake violently.
To prevent Rone and other onlookers from being harmed, Wayne shifted space, tossing them all out and closing the doors of the twelfth layer, facing the floating Goddess of Death alone.
Aztemo looked expressionlessly at this scene, not stopping Wayne’s act of protecting the traitors, cold as frost: “Betrayers are bound to die, you can’t protect them, once I kill you, I will personally crush their souls.”
“Aztemo, times have changed, you’ve been asleep too long; before voicing harsh words, first assess the surroundings, this is your domain, but also mine.”
Pale Knight’s eyeballs shrank abruptly, the space of the twelfth layer slowly melted, countless white foam falling from the sky, washing sky and earth like torrential rain.
Aztemo within the curtain of rain, twisted space’s white foam could not touch her in the slightest; she cannot retrieve authority from Wayne’s body, yet possesses authority inherently. Hades forged by her, she disdains material, energy, information, thoughts, and such; nothing can touch her.
Her superior gaze carried a hint of mockery, mocking Wayne’s fundamental lack of understanding of deities, coldly speaking: “Did Idinis not tell you, when throwing you in here, what a God means?”
“No, because she herself is also afraid…”
Pale Knight truthfully narrated, under Aztemo’s angry gaze, white foam madly surged into the Crystal Coffin, her pale flesh pushed the coffin lid and rose, slowly floating in mid-air.
On the ground, Pale Knight decayed and withered.
Wayne shifted inside Aztemo’s body, raising his hand to point at the chest: “Now Hades is half you, half me, you cannot expel me, nor can I deal with you, but your flesh and the vast majority of thoughts have already reshaped into my form, I can accompany you to waste time indefinitely, what about you, when are you prepared to surrender?”
“Tell me, why did Idinis do this!” Aztemo yelled angrily.
Because she thought you and I had an affair, you, as her dear friend, secretly slept with her boyfriend, angered to the extreme, she abandoned you.
Wayne silently shook his head, the truth too absurd, he himself felt wronged, wouldn’t let Aztemo follow suit in grievance.