"Yue Yan, you are becoming more and more like a ghost king."

Looking at Muzan who had just returned, Aoki Teruo smiled slightly and then praised him.

"What do you think the Demon King should look like?" However, Muzan did not feel happy when he heard what Aoki Teruo said, but just said in a deep voice.

After thinking for a moment, Aoki Teruo said, "Treat your subordinates wholeheartedly and responsibly, and then there is..."

What? Yes, what should the ghost king look like? Ghosts are the villains of this world, but does he still look like a villain now?

A ghost that only eats bad guys... He is the one who made the villains less like villains. Does he think he is a joke?

I don't regret anything I did to him, even though turning into a ghost was the world's arrangement for him, and it also allowed him to get rid of his illness and live on.

But ghosts should not be beings that are superior to ordinary people, and they should not become natural disasters. This is wrong.

And all he did was just to stay alive, to live like a normal person.

Is that what he thinks?

No, it should be said that he wants to live like me.

It is not afraid of the sun or wisteria flowers, but it has immortality and the power to determine its own destiny.

It seemed that this was what he wanted.

Looking at the silent Aoki Teruo, Muzan smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't care about those ghosts at all. Since this is your game, I will cooperate with you."

"To me, Ghost King is just a title, nothing else."

"That's all."

Thinking of what he had been thinking about before, Aoki Teruo asked tentatively, "Do you want to be like me?"

"I remember hundreds of years ago, you said you wanted to learn my abilities."

The topic ended there, and under Muzan's delighted gaze, Aoki Teru abruptly changed his tone.

"Why do you want to live?"

Muzan's eyes darkened. Are you really unwilling to teach me? What you said about waiting until the time is right is just a lie.

"Because I don't want to feel powerless over my fate anymore. That feeling of being out of control is terrible."

Although he was still angry, he still answered Aoki Teruo truthfully.

"Destiny? If you knew...^々/*‖..."

Muzan didn't hear clearly what was said later, but his intuition told him that it was something very important.

But whenever he wanted to hear, his ears and brain were no longer under his control and he could only hear a series of unclear gibberish.

Huisheng, what is he saying? Why can't I hear clearly? What happened?

I hate change the most, this feeling of being out of control...

Muzan's eyes gradually became serious, he became anxious, and his breathing began to rapid.

I really can’t hear it! I can’t even remember it.

"Tsukihiko, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Muzan was in a bad condition, Aoki Teruo hurried forward to support his body.

She put her arm around his shoulders and whispered, "Don't think about it. Don't think about anything."

How can people in the world get rid of the constraints of the world? After all, you are just thinking too well.

I shouldn't have told him the fate of the world and the truth behind it.

What he just said was just an ordinary spoiler, but it was too much for Yue Yan to bear.

"Destiny? If you knew that your birth, your illness, everything about you, including your transformation into a ghost, until your final death, were all predetermined, what would you do?"

Muzan struggled to break free from Aoki Teruo's hand, holding his aching head and shouting, "Stay away from me, what the hell is going on?!"

"What on earth did you say? Aaaaah, I hate change."

Even when Muzan calmed down, he still couldn't believe it.

He suddenly felt a sense of terror and a chill in his heart.

Something was controlling him, and he was like a puppet, unable to escape its control no matter what he did.

Muzan's rose-red eyes shrank suddenly, and then he looked at Aoki Teruo, "What do you know? Can you tell me?"

The last voice carried a hint of grievance and great fear.

Thinking back on the things I've experienced before, there are some unreasonable things that I haven't thought about carefully, and the blue spider lily that I will never find.

To Muzan, this world feels like a huge abyss that is swallowing him up all the time.

"I... I can't say it." Teruo Aoki sighed and shook his head.

Aoki Teruo felt itchy in his heart when he was stared at by Muzan's kitten-like eyes. He felt a little reluctant, and a strange feeling followed.

An emotion he had never experienced before, a bit like the desire to protect life, but different.

He couldn't explain the feeling.

As if possessed by a ghost, Aoki Teruo took out a talisman from the space and handed it to Muzan while he was looking at him with a puzzled look.

"This is... a talisman that can bring you enlightenment."

This is the Isolation Talisman. As the name suggests, it can isolate others from detecting oneself.

In his world, he could only isolate himself from those whose cultivation was lower than his, but in this world, because his rank was too high, he could isolate himself from the detection of the world consciousness.

If Aoki Teruo guessed correctly, this talisman could block detection for several breaths, which was enough time for Muzan to understand many things.

He had no idea what he was feeling at the time, as he had actually disrupted the operation of this world.

Muzan looked at the talisman in his hand, his eyes moved slightly, and he glared at Aoki Teruo.

Why didn’t you take out this treasure earlier?

This should be a very precious thing, right? He gave me such a precious thing because...

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but Wuzan’s cheeks turned slightly red, and then he got angry and stuck the talisman on his forehead.

One breath, two breaths,... several breaths passed and nothing happened.

Muzan glanced at Aoki Teruo lightly, as if to ask why it was of no use at all?

Aoki Teruo patted his head and apologized, "I forgot. I have to use my power to activate it."

Seeing Wuzan's mouth twitching, Aoki Teruo hurriedly activated the isolation talisman.

In just a moment, many thoughts arose in Muzan's mind. All the strange things that he had not thought about before came to his mind now, and a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.

Looking at Muzan who was beginning to understand, Aoki Teruo spat out a mouthful of blood, then quickly swallowed it, then covered his chest tightly.

Am I being punished? But I am not the same person I was hundreds of years ago. This injury will only take a few decades to heal.

As long as another hundred years pass, he will be able to recover all his strength and break through the space barrier.

And then...are you going home?

Looking at Muzan's exquisite face, Aoki Teruo hesitated, feeling mixed emotions.

Thinking about the spoiler-like words said by Upper Six, Teruo Aoki felt like his head was about to explode.

He shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore.

After a few breaths, the isolation talisman slowly turned into ashes, and Muzan opened his eyes, revealing an expression as if his worldview had been overturned.

"All this is because of Him. I am just a floating cloud among all living beings. What is the Ghost King? I am still controlled by Him."

Subject to God.

Muzan had no idea what the outcome would be. He only knew that he would have a new natural enemy, an enemy that he could not resist.

God who controls your own destiny, who are you?

Muzan looked at the neon sky through the wooden boards of the Infinite City and across the different dimension.

"Yue Yan, it's okay, I will help you." Aoki Teruo stepped forward and hugged Muzan, comforting him softly.

"Really?" Muzan's eyes darkened, and he developed a strange possessiveness towards Aoki Teru.

I don’t believe in God, but I believe in you, and you are my God.

Muzan hugged Aoki Teruo with his arms as if he was hugging the whole world, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly faded away.

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