Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 231: Turning against guests

Chapter 231: Turning against guests
Nanwei City East.

On top of an old clock tower, the Scarlet Witch gazed toward the direction of the Penitentiary Pier.

Her face was covered by a tattered hood and wisps of hair, making it impossible to see her expression.

But the witch's slightly trembling hand holding the cane revealed her thoughts.

"So they've gained the upper hand? Looks like I don't need to risk taking action..."

"They were able to turn the tables and gain insight into the other person's memory world."

"No matter what, the other party is an ancient being... Hmm—it seems we've found an extraordinary prospect."

……

...

Dreams draw the world.

From Milo's perspective, the dilapidated village begins to crumble.

The fisherwoman's eyes remained a painful memory for him, one that could never be changed. Even in Daisy's case later on, it was because he saw a similar look in Daisy's eyes that the tragedy occurred.

But Milo isn't the type to dwell on things. What's done is done, and he just needs to accept it.

After the collapse, the field of vision turned into complete darkness.

It was a void world like outer space, with no air, no sunlight, and not even a speck of dust to be touched.

This is where Geraki was imprisoned.

……

It was the defeated party in the ancient war.

The origin of everything can be traced back to that day before the distant past.

That day came. The Demon King, the Great Azathoth, threatened the Old Gods, who waged war against him. Because his power was too great to be defeated, the Old Gods united and summoned Tum. The descending Tum tore a hole in the fabric of the universe, leaving Azathoth trapped inside forever.

And those rulers who had been dormant in the old world were also sealed off one by one.

Geragi was imprisoned inside an exiled meteorite.

For an extremely long period of time, its world was nothingness as Milo saw it.

But by a twist of fate, due to some special reason, the exiled meteorite was drawn by some strange force and thus fell into the Seven Valleys.

There, a lake was created, and there, its followers and community of believers developed.

……

Milo entered a wondrous state.

He glimpsed a corner of Geragi's memory, which was also Geragi's most painful memory. Although it was only a corner, the information contained within it far exceeded Milo's cognitive scope. Apart from the general information, most of the content transcended known concepts such as time and distance, subverting Milo's way of understanding the world.

Milo's mind reached a saturation point of information and knowledge in an instant, even though it was filled with mostly empty fragments, it was enough to fill Milo's tiny brain capacity.

He saw the world through the eyes of the ancients for the first time.

It was also the first time I had ever been alone with such a thing in a mysterious and unfamiliar world.

This world belongs half to Milo and half to Gracki.

He wasn't led by the dream because the dreamer has no initiative, but Milo here has almost half the initiative.

At this moment, he and Gladius were equals, without any difference in status or class between ruler and ruled.

Even though the other party is a creature that has lived for countless years, as Milo said, as long as it is a carbon-based life form, it can be killed.

……

The strength of one's will is paramount.

Because it is a weapon that can be firmly held in any world.

"Om..."

The sand beneath Milo's feet began to churn rapidly.

Like a vortex, they spread all the way to Milo's hand, transforming into a... uh... "crowbar?"

Milo didn't know why it was a crowbar.

In my memory, the thing he had tied to his palm in the real world was clearly a Bowie knife.

But for some reason, for a brief moment just now, the weapon that flashed through Milo's mind was indeed a crowbar.

"So this is the most lethal weapon I had in mind. Thank goodness it didn't condense into a Kunba."

Milo shook his head.

He walked along the boundary between the sand and the void, and soon saw a huge, dark green creature appear ahead.

Just like the creature he had seen at the bottom of the canal, it had a soft, bubbly face, three eyestalks topped with yellow eyeballs, and its body was covered with thorns and long tentacles, its surface constantly undulating and rolling.

This is a slug-like creature with a ferocious appearance.

That is, Gracki.

……

Milo calmly watched Grazie.

He sensed a strong anger emanating from the other person.

In this eerily quiet world, Milo stands with his back to the familiar world behind him, facing a vast, empty universe, and the ancient being who has survived for so long.

This was a scene he had never imagined, nor could he have imagined.

An endless rage churned in the shadows. Graki felt blasphemous; this was the first time it had been placed on equal footing with a tiny human in the void.

The fact that the other party was not showing any fear, but simply staring at it calmly, was the greatest blasphemy to it.

This is completely inconsistent with the image of humans that Grackhi remembered.

Those lowly, lowly, and weak creatures are so ignorant. They are frail and powerless, placing all their hopes on any species that is stronger than them. They are even willing to give up everything, including their lives, for their so-called beliefs.

But this guy in front of him was like a stubborn rock. When Geraki finally managed to enter his world and get a glimpse of him, he discovered that Geraki was also looking at him...

Perhaps even the Geragi itself didn't realize that, at a certain moment, the fear buried deep within its heart, the feeling that it had almost forgotten, was silently surging back into its mind.

In that protracted ancient war, all the creatures it had encountered were countless times more powerful than the humans before it.

But it was this weak and humble character that brought out the deepest fears in its heart.

This is the root cause of Gladky's anger.

It cannot accept, and will never accept, this fact.

……

"Clap clap..."

Milo, facing this colossal creature, simply tapped his palm with the crowbar, feeling his grasp of power in this mysterious world.

He felt no fear whatsoever.

This alone allowed him to firmly establish his superior position.

Now, he holds the reins.

Milo was confident because even though Grazie was furious, Milo's heartbeat remained steady.

Milo's sense of crisis was telling him—this guy in front of him poses no threat to you.