It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 313 Killing the Moon

As soon as Liu Zheng placed his hand on the handle of the iron gate, a strange wave enveloped him.

The fluctuations were as gentle as lake water and as vast as the Milky Way, making him indulge in them and tremble with fear.

"Don't dwell on those feelings too much, young man. Your inner eye isn't yet old enough to look deep into them."

The old voice woke Liu Zheng up.

He opened his eyes and saw a huge platform in front of him.

And above the platform is an equally huge pale moon, so huge that it feels like one can reach it with one’s hand.

At the edge of the observatory, an old man in a robe was lying on a rocking chair with his back to him.

The old man looked very bloated, but he did not give people a feeling of dullness or stupidity.

On the contrary, just by listening to his voice, one can feel the wisdom accumulated over countless years.

"who are you?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Who am I? Ah, no one has asked me this question for many years. You may not have heard of my name. I am Albert Baden, the dean of Karkarens College."

The old man said in a voice like phlegm.

"Your voice is quite damp, old man. It's time to take some Golden Throat Lozenges."

He said carelessly.

"When you're my age, you're lucky to be able to speak."

Albert was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly.

"Your voice was quite normal just now."

"That's because I was communicating with you spiritually just now, and now I'm talking to you physically."

Albert explained.

"Then continue to communicate with your mind. It's hard for you to speak with your body, and it's hard for me to hear you either."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Spiritual communication is a very energy-consuming thing. Well, let's discuss something more important."

Albert was speechless.

He originally wanted to start with some Riddler's opening remarks to take control of the situation, but he didn't expect the other party to talk more nonsense than him.

"Don't you think it's rude to talk to someone with your back turned? If you want to discuss something, at least you should talk face to face, right?"

Liu Zheng said.

"My appearance is not suitable to be shown in front of others. Of course, if you insist, please come to me."

Albert said after a moment's hesitation.

"I insist."

He walked towards the rocking chair.

"I hope my appearance won't affect our conversation."

Albert said.

"Don't worry, old man. I'm from the metropolis. I've seen all kinds of things."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he walked around to Albert's front.

The old man wore a bucket-shaped hat on his head and his eyes were covered by two bulging eye patches.

The half of the face under the eye mask was deeply wrinkled, like bleached tangerine peel.

Apart from that, his entire body was covered by a robe, even his hands were hidden in his sleeves.

In his left hand, he held a long cane, the top of which was forged into the shape of many blooming petals.

Liu Zheng looked downwards and saw something strip-shaped moving in the long hem.

"Ah, you noticed it. As expected of the person who hunted down Amirola, your perception is really sharp."

Albert spoke up.

"What's underneath you?"

he asked.

"If you want to live longer than normal, you have to pay a price."

Albert did not give a direct answer.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"You seem to be quite receptive, young man."

Albert was a little surprised.

"That's it? It's too small. Old man, you should go out and see the world more."

He curled his lips and said.

It's just something like tentacles, it's not like he has none, four of them.

"Hahaha! Cough cough cough!"

Albert first laughed heartily, then started coughing violently.

"Old man, your sense of humor is too low."

Liu Zheng walked behind him and slapped his back hard with his tentacles.

The touch felt stiff, like tapping a dead tree.

"Alright, alright, if you keep hitting me, I'll be beaten to death before I die of coughing."

Albert quickly stopped him.

"Bullshit, I am the 18th generation successor of Baozilin's bone-setting massage technique, who am I looking down on?"

Liu Zheng patted his back and stood up, but did not continue patting.

It was just a means of testing, but I really thought he respected the elderly and loved the young.

"What are you looking for at the academy?"

To avoid the pain of the massage, Albert changed the subject.

"The Son of God's umbilical cord, Tomel's Holy Grail, high-quality blood gemstone, and the remains of the twisted saint."

Liu Zheng said.

"What are you going to do with them? You may be strong physically, but not mentally. This imbalance will lead you astray in your pursuit of deep wisdom."

Albert shook his head.

“What wisdom are you pursuing?”

He looked confused.

".Aren't you going to use them to spy on the secrets of the superiors?"

Albert paused and asked.

"You think too much, old man. I'm just an employee. I look for whatever my boss tells me to look for. Whether it's the umbilical cord of the Son of God or the feces of the Son of God, it's the same to me."

"A hunter as powerful as you actually has a master."

Albert was surprised.

Even if it was German, he didn't think that the other party could hunt down Amirola alone.

The relationship between German and him is not completely master-servant, but more like a cooperative relationship.

"First of all, I'm not a hunter. Secondly, I don't have a master, only a boss."

Liu Zheng corrected him.

"Does your boss have a clear understanding of these things? Art has been shrouded by the Pale Moon, and I don't want the darkness behind that light to spread to other places."

Albert said.

"Don't worry, Metropolis is much darker than Yat. Besides, the superiors in your eyes are just ingredients in the eyes of my boss."

He spread out his tentacles.

"My eyes tell me that you are not lying. It is hard to imagine that there is such a horrible place in the world. Metropolis"

Albert leaned back and buried his whole body in the rocking chair.

"Can you help me rock the rocking chair, young man?"

he requested.

"sure."

Liu Zheng walked behind him and started rocking the rocking chair.

Amid the creaking sounds, Albert gradually fell asleep.

Time passed by minute by minute amid the faint and long snoring.

After Liu Zheng counted to the 653rd time, Albert woke up.

"Ahem, I'm so sorry. I'm old now, and I get sleepy easily when I use my brain."

He coughed a few times and said.

"It's okay. I'm going to wait a few more minutes before slapping you in the face to wake you up," Liu Zheng comforted.

".Your speaking style is really unique. But only someone like you can break Art's silent and depressing atmosphere."

Albert hugged his cane tightly and finally made up his mind.

"Let's make a deal, young man."

He said.

"If you want to talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore."

Liu Zheng became more excited.

Fighting is just his side job, trading is his main business.

"I can give you everything you want. But you have to do one thing for me."

"what's up?"

he asked.

"Kill Him."

Albert pointed the end of his staff at the pale moon in the sky.

"You mean the hand that stretched out from the blood moon?"

"Have you seen the blood moon? Have you seen Him?"

Albert was stunned.

"Oh, so it turns out that you are the one that Muro saved."

Then, he suddenly realized.

"Muro?"

"Haven't you already seen her? When you saw the hand."

Albert said.

"Oh, you mean the spider?"

Liu Zheng remembered.

"Yes. Her name is Muro, and she is my most loyal student."

Albert nodded.

"Old man, you are really impartial. You are like Master Tong Tian."

he joked.

“Although I don’t know which great scholar Tong Tian Jiaozhu is, I have a feeling that it is not a good thing.”

"Illusion. Go on."

"Muro was once a human, but she became like this later. She made great sacrifices for me."

Albert sighed.

"She is the dumbest among my direct disciples, but it is this dumb disciple who stayed with me until the end."

"Not necessarily. I don't think your disciple named Dickins is very smart either."

Liu Zheng complained.

If you have a good brain, you won't believe that "blood therapy" is a way to save the world. Even the barbers in the Middle Ages knew to bleed instead of injecting anything into the body.

"Have you seen Dickins?"

Albert was stunned.

"I thought he was dead a long time ago."

"He is definitely dead now. He was almost dead before. He turned into a beast and was trapped in the dream world. I made a deal with Amelia and went in to kill him."

Liu Zheng said.

"Amelia, I'm surprised she can be so cruel. Alas, it seems that Amelia is not far from becoming a beast."

Albert sighed.

"It's okay. Since she's quite generous, I can give her a ride for free."

As long as she dies and can drop a super-large blood gem like Deakins, it will be enough.

".Then I'll thank you on her behalf. The moon's light is actually the reflection of the sun, and the dream world is actually the shadow of the real world."

"The superiors probably all have the ability to weave dream worlds, but He is particularly good at this. Dickins may not be imprisoned. On the contrary, it is very likely that He is protecting him."

Albert speculated.

"Also a possibility."

Thinking of the bleeding headless angel, Liu Zheng nodded.

"What did Dickins tell you?"

Albert asked.

"I forgot, it was probably something like humans being transformed from beasts."

"Indeed. The ancestors of the Att were animals like wolves, while the ancestors of the Tomel were fleas and bats."

Albert nodded.

"Oh."

"For some purpose, the superiors transformed or accelerated the evolution of human ancestors into humans. However, animal nature still remains in our bodies and spirits."

"And I made a big mistake."

Albert continued.

"Oh."

"My lifelong pursuit is to gain more knowledge and explore the mysteries of the universe. I have taken a lot of actions to achieve this and have also gained a lot."

"But when I couldn't get any new knowledge through various channels, I hit a bottleneck. At this time, someone sent me a stone tablet of Tomel civilization."

"After I deciphered this stone tablet, I knew about the existence of the higher beings. I also knew that I could get in touch with them and gain knowledge beyond that of mortals."

"So, I organized an exploration team from the academy and hired hunters to conduct an unprecedented large-scale excavation of the Tomel ruins."

Albert patted his knees lightly, as if recalling those high-spirited times.

"When you feel sleepy, someone hands you a pillow. Don't you think there's something wrong with that?"

Liu Zheng finally spoke.

"Yes, now that I think about it, it is indeed a problem. But I was blinded by hope at the time."

Albert sighed.

"As a large number of Tomel artifacts were unearthed, the horrors inside also came out. The beast disease began to spread on a large scale in At, and the beasts that the residents turned into became stronger and stronger."

"If this continues, Ater will become a dead city before the ruins of Tomel are fully excavated."

"At this time, the envoys from Delavania found the academy. They shared some secrets with us and took away some things. It was during this contact with them that Dickins learned the technique of 'blood therapy' and believed that it could cure the beast disease and even keep humans away from illness and even evolve to a higher level."

"And I insist on taking the path of constructing the 'Inner Eye'. This path is more difficult and dangerous, but at least it is not a dead end full of temptations like 'Blood Therapy'."

"So did you succeed?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes, I succeeded, and my work is Muro, my dumbest but most loyal disciple. She successfully ascended from a mere mortal to a superior. And the reason why Art can still maintain the current situation is also due to her strength."

"And my first request to you is to kill her, my most loyal disciple, Muro."

Albert said.

"Huh? Old man, are you getting senile?"

He was confused.

"No, I'm awake. The reason why this Pale Night is so long is because Muro has been using her ability to go back in time."

"But this won't solve the problem. It will only make the Pale Night continue indefinitely. Muro may be able to hold on, but Art can't hold on forever."

"To fundamentally solve the problem, we can only end the Pale Night and wait for the Blood Moon Night to arrive. That's when He will descend upon the world. My second request to you is to kill Him and put an end to this eternal nightmare."

Albert said.

"Why don't you just let Muro remove her ability? Why do you have to kill her?"

Liu Zheng asked in confusion.

“Because He is watching her.”

Albert pointed to the moon again.

"He is very cunning, and should be the most cunning among all the superiors. According to the documents of the Tomel civilization, their destruction was also caused by Him in secret."

"So, if Muro took the initiative to remove his ability, he would definitely notice something was wrong and continue to hide behind the scenes."

"It's always Him, Him, Him. Doesn't He have a name? Or can't He be said?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No one knows the true name of the Supreme Being, only the title used in rituals. But that title will also lead to the Supreme Being. If you must call Him."

Albert thought for a while and spoke.

"Then let's call him Moon Demon."

(End of this chapter)