Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 917 Unchangeable

"Why all this?"

When Milo saw more than a dozen densely packed abyssal fissures appear beneath his feet, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Back then, just a single abyssal rift appearing in the world of consciousness was enough to keep them busy for half a day.

With over a dozen such cases popping up all at once, it seems quite reasonable that the Kingdom of Kem has gone mad like this.

...

"So, as the savior, what are you going to do?"

Milo peeked out and glanced down at the sparse, colorful crowd that was making its way to the royal residence.

The sight of people of all colors thronging the area was quite impressive, as if the things in the rainbow candy factory had come to life.

Imnal gave Milo an answer that left him speechless:

"I intend to influence them."

"What a brilliant idea! How come I didn't think of that?" Milo was speechless.

“I want to use music to influence them!” Imnar continued.

"Alright, stop making me laugh." Milo didn't want to continue arguing with this jerk.

He moved Imnal aside, gesturing for him to move aside, so he could get to work.

But before Milo could unleash the Ember Flame, Imnar approached again.

"it is true."

Imnal looked serious, showing absolutely no intention of joking.

He said:
"I still have a very complete memory in my mind. That memory is very important. It is something that is still rooted in my mind even after I was killed and forgot many things."

"I believe this is definitely not a coincidence. Things that have been preserved must have their own significance. Don't laugh yet, listen to me."

"Really, don't laugh. Give me a minute and I can make you completely believe me."

"I can tell you clearly that I was definitely not a kind soul in the past, or even a normal soul. There was no distinction between good and evil in my world. I only acted according to my own will. Although I can't remember what I did, I am very sure that I have never done anything humane."

Milo's barely suppressed smile suddenly subsided, and he nodded sincerely: "That's true."

Imnar, this god, truly never does anything human.

It just seemed a bit strange coming from his own mouth.

“Am I wrong? You think so too, but during my time in the Kingdom of Kem, I have been doing the right thing with all my might every moment. Although I didn’t know what was right and what was wrong at first, once I fully understood the concept, I resolutely persisted to the end, swearing on my life.” Imnar said with deep emotion and solemnity.

Milo couldn't help but tease him: "Do you mean dedicating yourself to a music career without hesitation?"

"I am using all my abilities to guide people." Imnar's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and a few veins on his forehead bulged, as if he was somewhat excited.

他 说:

“Once I knew what was right and what was wrong, I began to guide people toward goodness, using my abilities to alleviate their suffering. I comforted wounded souls and bodies, guided them to rebuild their homes in the ruins, and even wrote a guidebook to show people how to attain holiness.”

"But one day, a question suddenly popped into my mind: many Kem people, under my guidance, embarked on a journey, put aside their hatred and base nature, and became noble people. So when did I myself begin to become the Messiah in their hearts?"

“I thought about it for a very long time, until one day I realized it.” “I realized that the turning point in all of this that happened in my soul came from a beautiful melody.”

"I am absolutely certain that it was that melody that inspired me."

“At a painful moment, I played that melody myself, and then some sacred things began to happen. I saw a holy and flawless goddess descend to earth. She forgave all my mistakes and sins and encouraged me to become an upright and kind person.”

"From that moment on, all of this changed for me."

……

"So?" Milo roughly knew what kind of things were going on in this guy's head.

"So now I will play that melody again before all the lost Kem people. I will summon the goddess down once more. Since I cannot guide people out of the shadows, let the goddess who once saved me save these lost lambs."

As Imnar spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

Even Milo couldn't figure it out.

"Um……"

What kind of bullshit is this "sacred melody" or "sacred goddess"?

After all that talk, this guy is treating his father's killer, the ancient god Pagon, as some kind of savior.

The melody he mentioned, so deeply ingrained in his memory and unforgettable, was the very melody that Milo had buried in the source of his fear—the melody that summoned Pagon.

Milo is now absolutely certain that Imnar's brain has been completely ruined after absorbing too much humanity.

...

"And I have a second plan!"

“I have a feeling that those great gods may not always have been benevolent. This is just my wild speculation, but I can’t rule out the possibility, if, I mean if…”

"If I fail to summon that goddess, or if that goddess is unwilling to save these lost sheep, I think I will have no choice but to end the evil here in the most cruel way, at least, at least to prevent these horrific thoughts from spreading to other parts of this continent."

"This finger altar at the royal residence is actually a kind of annihilation array."

"If used properly, it can turn the entire kingdom into a giant furnace, melting all living beings into the most primitive and purest organic matter."

"So I need your help, if, I mean if, if the goddess is unwilling to guide these poor people out of their madness, then we..."

...

"We'll activate this altar and threaten Him!"

"Threaten Him with a mutually destructive approach!"

At this point, a ferocious expression appeared on Imnar's thin, haggard human face.

His expression conveyed a complex mix of emotions, and the upturned corners of his mouth represented arrogance, irritability, wickedness, and chaos.

At that moment, Milo had a very vague feeling that he saw the unique expression on the face of Imnar's original form, a faceless, chaotic face, on a human face.

This bastard has forgotten his divine status.

But some things that are deeply rooted in the soul still cannot be changed.

He wanted to trick Pagoda?
(End of this chapter)