Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 693 blablabla
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The situation within the tombstone dream realm became increasingly complex.

It felt like going back to that day of chaos.

All the gods trapped in dreams appeared, around the same time as the day Milo died.

The difference is that on the day he died, Milo didn't even have time to see the faces of these ancient gods who had survived since time immemorial; they were beings even older than many of the Old Days.

Even the "old gods" mentioned in the church's "reverence for the blood of the old gods" do not reach the level of the gods in the dream, but should only be the blood of the dead old days.

In any case, Milo now has plenty of time to see clearly the faces of all these superiors who want to kill him.

Strangely, he did not find any trace of the golden tree.

That should have been the deity he was most familiar with. In the crowd... among the gods, it should have been quite conspicuous. After all, it was a tree, and it would have been much easier to identify than those strangely shaped chariots and mounts.

But no, Milo didn't see the golden tree.

Furthermore, he did not seem to find any totems or runes associated with the Golden Tree.

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It's not hard to see which of these gods Milo cares about the most; as for whether it's love or hate, both sides know the answer.

Aside from the unseen Golden Tree, the only other person Milo vaguely remembered was the "Old Man of the Abyss," the white-bearded old man whose chariot was covered with various seashells and octopus legs, and who was surrounded by countless Nightmare creatures.

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Our last meeting was far too "rushed".

Milo died almost instantly.

It's better this time.

The unfortunate souls who had been tricked into the Tombstone world by Milo all had dark faces, but none of them dared to make any rash moves, or even breathe too loudly, for fear that a single breath might kill Milo.

Because they already knew how fragile Milo was in his current state, much weaker than a newborn baby.

Even the mighty gods of Khadaz were powerless against it.

First of all, "Doross" belongs to the Outer God sequence of an unknown dimension. Like the blood moon hanging in the sky, it cannot be communicated with or stopped by external forces.

This is not simply a matter of comparing combat strength.

Doros's destruction of the world order is a predetermined, fated law. Although the gods may not be destroyed by this law like ordinary life forms, after the destruction of the Tombstone World, they will become boundless water, flowing towards the dark abyss. The destruction of the Tombstone World will not harm the gods, but that may not be the case in the abyss.

The abyss is illogical.

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So these gods, who had so condescendingly and mockingly tortured Milo twice "not long ago," now had to put away their arrogant attitude. They first hurled all the insults they wanted to say when Milo couldn't see them, and then calmly came here to meet him.

They even had to lower themselves to negotiate with an extremely weak and despicable being.

In short, the gods had to make a compromise.

They even had to act as bodyguards, coaxing and protecting Milo to ensure that he could complete the summoning ritual of Dolos smoothly without any mistakes.

At least during this part of the ceremony, Milo was their great-great-great-grandfather...

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This feeling is very subtle.

It should be noted that even at his strongest, Milo was only a half-step CCD. Perhaps his combat power was considerable, but he was still not qualified to be compared with the gods who had deep experience.

But now, when he is at his weakest, it is precisely the stage where he is most likely to take advantage of others.

Where can I even begin to reason with this...?

Think about how the gods used to call Milo: Shadow, Sinner, Blasphemer, and so on.

What now?
"Mr. Valrocan, I think perhaps you would be willing to explain your demands?"

“I believe that many unfortunate things have happened in the past period of time, and some innocent people have died tragically. Perhaps we can calm down and think about what we can do for those who have died. What do you think?”

"Let us all fully demonstrate the qualities that a rational soul should possess, and not be controlled by hatred."

"There are still many survivors in this broken world. You destroyed it, but you can't kill us. Instead, you dragged the surviving humans down with you. That's not fair, is it?"

"Perhaps from another perspective, you should understand the horror of the Abyss better than anyone else. The chaotic order there can learn from and distort all existing matter, power, and rules. If you were to actually send hundreds of gods who control order into the Abyss, chaos would gain an unprecedented source of learning and corruption. This would be tantamount to feeding the Abyss, which would trigger a true catastrophe..."

"Let's think about what we can do for the living, isn't that the right path? The world they depend on for survival has been shattered, and the Dreamland is the best refuge. We can carve out a piece of land for the survivors on that vast fertile ground. Yes, they don't necessarily have to be Dreamers; this is a privilege..."

"And what about yourself? You have already proven your worth. Whether it's the Dream Realm or the Real World, in the future, these places will need your power to maintain order. Don't you want to reclaim that formidable fighting strength? Don't you want to establish your own papacy to provide protection for believers?"

"Or rather, it's not impossible for you to have a place on Mount Kadas, is it, everyone? To be able to fight against natural disasters and masks all by yourself, we have been hoping for such a powerful leader to join us for so many years."

"Do you like the Eternal Kingdom of Os-Nargai? Actually, there's no problem at all. Holsas has already fallen into the abyss, and right now it needs a new great god to guide the Eternal Kingdom. Even the Eastern Forbidden Zone can be used by you. I believe that those remnants have been educated over the years, and becoming your subjects would be the greatest blessing for them."

"Oh, and that poor girl, that Dream Weaver—believe me, it was the Favored One who killed that child. We can try to revive her in the Dream Realm, provided we can return to the Dream Realm..."

"Perhaps you've already sensed the conspiracy. Yes, all of this is orchestrated by the Lord of the Favored. That's right. The resurrection of the Son of Death, the descent of the Blood Moon, the awakening of the Star Core, the birth of the Tombstone Dream... Behind all of this, there has always been an invisible hand controlling things. The Lurking Chaos, that's the most manipulative evil god, forever hiding in the shadows, plotting to let chaos take over the Dream Realm and even the entire universe..."

"Your wise sir, please do not be deceived by them and become a sinner of the times."

…"blablablabla…"

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These words were all said to Milo.

Only Milo could hear it.

The gods suddenly transformed into kind old grandfathers and grandmothers, each earnestly advising Milo to be a good boy, not to misbehave, and to successfully complete the summoning ritual...

Of course, verbal persuasion is just one of the methods.

The gods can no longer harm Milo, but they still have plenty of ways to control him.

While most of the gods chose to offer earnest and persuasive advice, a few, led by the Old Man of the Abyss, had already quietly laid out some insidious and forceful measures.

To prevent Milona from suddenly stopping halfway through reciting the incantation, they secretly applied various control spells to him, including suppressing all his movements except for reciting, forcing Milona's pupils to read the incantation in the book in sequence, forcing him to understand the incantation, and forcing him to pronounce it correctly.

We are now in a phase of using both carrot and stick tactics.

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However, Milo did not respond to the gods' words at all.

During a certain stage of the incantation's recitation, a message from the will of Milo entered the mind of a blurry figure in the mountains behind them: "Try stabbing me."

This was said to Mei Gao.

After the sound traveled out, there was no movement or response from the valley; the shadow was probably hesitating.

But the gods are absolutely wicked.

"Who! Who is he talking to?! Who is it?!"

"I can't see anyone else in the valley!? Who could it be?!"

"No matter who it is, we must stop him! We can't let anyone ruin the summoning ritual!"

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These gods are acting like cornered dogs, which is quite comical.

But they just couldn't see Mego in his remnant soul state.

Yes, how could the gods possibly see their own son, whom even the blood moon cannot see?

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Finally, fulfilling Milo's promise, Megko, in full view of everyone, stabbed Milo in the abdomen. More accurately, she plunged a sharp wooden stake into it…

That truly enraged the gods.

Or you could call it fear.

The stab wound was indeed in Milo's abdomen, but it felt as if the blade was slicing across the testicles of each of the gods, giving each of them quite a fright.

The good news is that the ceremony did not stop there.

Even though this stab made Milo wince in pain.

But the gods' control forced Milo to chant the summoning incantation like a machine, and even though blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, it didn't change anything.

The gods then breathed a sigh of relief.

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"It's useless. Even if they kill you, those control spells can still force your dead limbs to complete the summoning ritual. You underestimate the power of the gods, you underestimate their despicable nature..."

Meg's distraught voice reached Milo's ears.

"Please let me leave. I don't want to fall back into that hellish place..."

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On the surface, Milo remained calmly seated on the ruins, silently reciting the incantations he had copied down.

Before him, the phantom of Dolores was slowly taking shape and gradually stabilizing.

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Throughout this process, he kept track of the time.

In order to prolong the time, he even deliberately lengthened each syllable of the incantation he recited.

Until a gunshot, unique to old Theon, rang out from the distant horizon.

Milo confirmed that Keim was already preparing to leave with Emma and the survivors.

So he sped up his speech.

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How should I put it?

The methods of control employed by the gods are indeed terrifying.

Just as Mego said, even if Milo becomes a corpse, they can still control that corpse to complete the summoning ritual and peacefully bring in and send away the Order of Dolos.

In terms of control, the gods' methods are impeccable.

No matter how many times Milo stabbed himself, it was no use.

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But they overlooked one thing from beginning to end.

That is the incantation itself...

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When Milo read the last line of the summoning incantation in the same tone and speed.

Doross's phantom began to twist, expand, and magnify rapidly.

Some terrifying forces from higher dimensions are spreading wildly.

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"What...what's going on?!"

"No one's interfering with him! Isn't the ritual going smoothly?!"

"What went wrong?!"

The gods did not expect that, near the end, just as they were preparing to hang Milo up and torture him severely, the ritual went wrong.

But why?
They had completely controlled this damned guy, making him recite the incantation word for word…

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Oh right~ it's a spell.

The gods were slow to realize it.

When they finally saw the contents of the last line of incantation written in the little notebook, they could no longer contain their anger.

"He wrote that damn incantation himself!"

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(End of this chapter)