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Chapter 930 Unending Slaying

Crow was ultimately a scholar.

But that doesn’t mean he has no fighting ability. It’s just that he refuses to follow the path set by the gods, the path of the psychics. He believes that is the path the gods left for those below him, and that enough forbidden knowledge can support the growth of psychics to the same extent.

Actually, there's a bit of personal emotion involved.

...

However, whether the idea that knowledge equals a curse is actually part of the divine order remains to be discussed.

Currently, the concept of "gods" refers to the gods of dreams. These guys are indeed old things, but there are many even older things in the known world.

For example, Outer Gods, and Ancient Gods.

Characters like Pagon of Andromeda, Gerroth of the Blood Moon, and Imnar's father are all considered ancient figures among the dream gods. Perhaps Theon of Kacossa is as well.

...

Klaus didn't follow the path of a visionary; he disdained fighting under the rules of the gods. But in every era, he always had many followers willing to give their lives for him, such as the vampire visionaries in his most recent reincarnation.

Even though his best card now is the guy who tortures himself with bread and a hammer, Monquia's methods are still not enough to threaten Klaue.

Bullets pierced his skull again and again.

Indeed, not a single drop of blood foam broke up in the air.

Crow continued to use his persuasive skills, constantly shifting his position while chattering incessantly.

He might have nine hundred ways to kill Monquia, but it would be pointless for him to do so, and could even be considered a losing proposition.

Monqueya was Raven's apprentice, and in a sense, a student of his Monsieur school.

The best way to annoy the raven is actually to turn Monquia into your follower.

It's that same cheapness again...

……

On Imnar's side.

After successfully killing himself, the one who survived was indeed Bread Imnar.

His body was covered in blood and gore, his long hair and beard were stuck together with blood, and his face was covered in wounds. With any movement, you could hear the grinding sound of his broken ribs, and the pain almost made him faint.

After the effects of adrenaline wore off, the initial "exhilarating" feeling was gradually replaced by pain signals from every corner of his body, instantly depriving him of his ability to move.

...

He had no idea that a hunter had tried to sneak up and kill him, nor did he know that Crow was teasing the guy nearby.

After lying on the ground for a full twenty minutes, he gritted his teeth and sat up, then reached out to feel for the bread.

Imnar's instinctive action was still to bring food to the three children in the cellar.

But then he remembered something else.

Yes, isn't it all fake?
Those three children were not survivors at all. Every day, after they finished eating bread, they were killed by another version of themselves with a hammer. The next day, they would reappear, eat bread, and then eat the hammer.

Isn't this just a scam that we created for ourselves?
There is no one in the Kingdom of Kem who needs him to save them anymore, and he is not a savior at all; he has no ability to save anyone.

...

Imnal swayed as he stood up. He looked at the iron gate and pillars blocking the cellar entrance, then at the blood-stained but intact bread on the ground, then at his other self with a shattered skull, and finally looked up at the fog wall in the sky that seemed to be burning, and fell into a daze.

Milo's arrival disrupted the two independent personality lines under the fractal order, causing the paths of the two Imnars to overlap.

The good news is that Imnal won, which is true for Imnal the Bread.

but……

Kaka-

...

Footsteps echoed again on the damp street.

Imnar heard the noise, but it took him several small steps to turn around and bring the figure making the footsteps into his line of sight.

When he clearly saw the figure, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, then he seemed to understand something, his eyelids drooped, his blood-stained lips twitched, and he squeezed out a sentence:
"No, it's not..."

…What appeared before Bread Imnar was a brand new Hammerhead Imnar, clean and tidy (compared to the one lying on the ground), and the two hammers he was carrying were also brand new.

The hammer-headed Imnar glanced at the one lying on the ground, then at the one standing with bread in his hand, his gaze slightly narrowed.

Okay, a fierce battle is inevitable.

The second battle begins.

……

Well, it can't really be called a fierce battle. Bread Imnar was already at his last gasp, and he was almost only holding on with his willpower.

Therefore, the outcome of the rematch is a foregone conclusion.

This time, Bread Imnar's skull was smashed, and Hammer Imnar won.

Two unrecognizable Imnars lay on the ground, along with two hammers and two loaves of bread.

Imnal, who won the second match, also fell into a similar daze as the former.

He didn't go into the earth's crust with a hammer as usual to kill the three children and drag them away, because he realized that this was an endless cycle, or rather, a scam.

...

However, just as Hammerhead Imnar was questioning his existence...

Kaka-

Another series of footsteps came from the end of the street.

Yes, the new bread Imnar has appeared again.

"No, it's not..."

This time, it was Hammerhead Imnal's turn to look surprised.

...

The charm of fractal rules lies here.

It's like encountering a bug.

The intake of too much humanity led to the loss of divinity, the degeneration of the order of life, and the splitting into two opposing wills.

Like the Golden Tree, it truly split into two entities and two wills: Holy Radiance and Profound Abyss, completely independent.

But Imnar's divine order was still functioning, and had even completely integrated into the Kingdom of Kem. The two opposing wills had become two opposing groups of wills.

Bread and hammers will keep appearing.

It never ends.

No one will win.

Therefore, the kind of "self-mutilation" that Crow mentioned does not actually exist.

Because you can't kill them all.

……

...

"Is there such a thing?"

Crow naturally noticed the strange situation above the abandoned monastery.

As time went on, more and more Imnals died there, piling up into a small hill.

"That's fine then, you can't kill him anyway."

On second thought, if it's infinite replication, then why am I still entangled with Monquia?