My sister is Luna

"!!!"

Cain was startled and immediately turned around, his burning gaze quickly locking onto the shadow not far away.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect to be discovered." A flippant voice rang out, and a black-haired samurai with two swords at his waist stepped out of the shadows.

"Miyamoto Musashi?!" Kain was surprised to see the familiar face and the standard appearance of a ronin swordsman.

How could he be here? And when Jue Wu said he was behind him, was he referring to him? Then…

Moreover, his hair color is different from the one I saw in Chang'an. His hair was white in Chang'an, but now it is black. Also, his face looks less weathered than when I saw him in Chang'an.

Miyamoto Musashi pursued power and challenged various masters. Was he willing to fall into hell for even greater power? It's not impossible...

A level that even I cannot clearly perceive, his strength has probably reached the realm of a king...

Countless thoughts flashed through Cain's eyes, his expression grave.

"Miyamoto Musashi? That's the name of the guy who uses dual swords, right? But I'm not that guy, even though I know all his moves and I'm even stronger than him."

Before Cain could think any further, the samurai spoke. He spoke fluently, without Miyamoto Musashi's distinctive accent.

No? Then why would this hellish creature appear in the form of Miyamoto Musashi? There must be some connection, right?

"You were the one who almost caused Yao to become a demon, weren't you?" Cain sensed that Yao's previous strange behavior was almost identical to that of this demon.

"It was just a little prank."

"To appear in someone else's mask, you must enjoy hiding behind that mask and snickering at their confused, angry, or fearful expressions. It seems you're nothing more than a hypocritical and cowardly brat, a fox borrowing the tiger's power, impersonating others to play tricks and spread this so-called hell. Is that all?" Cain said contemptuously. But he dared not relax his guard for a moment.

"You're probably wondering why I'm appearing in his image if I'm not him, which is why you're saying such provocative things," the samurai said with a light laugh, as if he knew everything.

"And who are you, sir...?" Cain asked, his hand secretly reaching for the hilt of his sword.

"Aren't you just asking a question you already know the answer to? Didn't that guy named Jue Wu just tell me who I am? Is that all you've got?" The warrior from hell ignored Cain's little tricks and instead mocked him.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I never thought those so-called gods would have something like this. Unbelievable, truly incredible."

Miyamoto Musashi casually stroked his stubble, watching Zetsu's data streams flash by, clicking his tongue in amazement. However, a flicker of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Unlike the arrogant and irritable Dark Tyrant, although both are from Hell, their personalities are quite different. He doesn't seem to be easily swayed by emotions. This is troublesome; dealing with such an enemy will be very difficult.

Cain watched the samurai's every word and action, thinking silently.

"Ugh, it's so boring to stay like this. Since you already know who I am, I might as well show you my real face. Just don't be scared."

The samurai shrugged, then suddenly his skin twitched, as if something hidden beneath it was about to burst forth from the ground.

"Ah..." The samurai closed his eyes and made a sound of enjoyment.

Purple spots appeared on his originally bronze-yellow skin, gradually expanding. Scattered barbs protruded, and his bones deformed and twisted little by little, eventually forming a hideous black armor. Finally, a standard demon warrior image was successfully formed.

This appearance... is it the Eye of Hell? Miyamoto's skin?

No, no, no. In today's world, people have little to do with skin anymore. Hell has become a powerful force outside the main storyline, and we can't always view it through the lens of the official storyline. It can only be used as a reference.

Looking at how this game used to be something only the rich could afford, Cain was both surprised and understanding.

"It's called Jue Wu, right?" Hell's Eye looked at Jue Wu, who had remained silent throughout.

"Let's put some spotlight on this, don't waste my terrifying new helmet." Hell's Eye tapped the brand-new, menacing demon helmet on his head, making a dull "thump-thump" sound, with a devilish grin on his face.

And Jue Wu actually did as he asked!

The eerie blue light shone on the demon, revealing his exquisite yet terrifying armor. His muscular, heterochromatic physique exuded a predatory aura, and the soft light combined with the demon's malevolent nature to create a powerful visual impact.

"Not bad." The Eye of Hell smiled with satisfaction.

"Hahahaha..." Then Hell's Eye bent his legs and leaned back, his waist bending down with incredible flexibility until it was parallel to the ground, assuming a posture that was difficult for ordinary people to do, and he laughed wildly.

"What a strange request." Cain muttered speechlessly as he watched Hell's Eye strike a showy pose.

He seemed to have discovered something special about the Eye of Hell.

"What do you know? Even demons have their pleasures," Hell's Eye said, glancing at Cain. He continued striking a flamboyant pose under the lights.

"Taste, taste is very important." He pulled out a stemmed glass at some point, gently swirled the bright red liquid inside, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The stemmed glass, now empty of liquid, was crystal clear. The hand that Hell's Eye was holding slowly released, and the glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces with a crisp sound.

The Eye of Hell looked around and began to move.

Cain, who had been observing all along, suddenly tensed up, his "sword" ready to be drawn, believing that Cain was finally about to reveal the true nature of hell—slaughter.

"Hey, why are you making such a fuss? I didn't come here to fight." Seeing Cain's actions, Hell's Eye couldn't help but find it amusing.

"I've seen what I wanted to see, so it's time to move on to the next place." With that, the Eye of Hell didn't linger, walked into the shadows, and left easily.

"Jue Wu, has he left?" After a while, Cain, who had been on guard, asked Jue Wu.

"According to the system's detection, that hellish creature has gradually moved away."

"Is that so? I've asked everything I needed to ask, and with this little incident, I've gained quite a bit. Well then, I'll be going now. Goodbye." Hearing this, Cain breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked out of the Tower of Babel.

With both clarity and new questions, he will seek answers step by step, and when he returns to the Tower of Babel, he may gain a deeper understanding of this world.

"Welcome back next time," Jue Wu replied. A soft blue light thoughtfully illuminated his way back.

Soon, the entire Tower of Babel was empty and silent again, with only a few lights still providing illumination in the dark space.

But Jue Wu did not stop operating. The flashing blue data light continued to flow, and the dark interior was illuminated by a dreamlike blue light, changing in countless ways, as if an amazing transformation was taking place inside.

"Activate Wisdom Ultimate - Heavenly Evolution." Jue Wu's voice echoed in this empty space as it autonomously used the highest-level system.

"Search hell, launch a carpet search, and make comprehensive calculations."

"Unable to search, unable to search, system search confirmed... No specific coordinates for Hell, but it has appeared in King's Canyon..."

"Record it in the highest-level file and prioritize its evolution calculation."

"Activate the Intelligent Ultimate - Heavenly Evolution".

"Search for Dijun, launch a carpet search, make comprehensive calculations, and review past records repeatedly in thousands of times."

"Search complete. Di Jun is dead. Logic is correct. Re-enactment calculation initiated."

"The probability of Di Jun surviving is 0.01%."

"—"

"Entering a state of alert, future possibilities have changed, deviating from predictions, predetermined fate has deviated, calculations have gone astray, errors and vulnerabilities have been fixed, and calculations have been restarted."

Jue Wu's voice rang out urgently, and the blue data light flowed at near the speed of light, forming a light curtain.

"Constantly calculating the future, correcting fate, calculating corrections, predicting reverse trajectories, defying fate, reviewing past records, confirming logic, and restarting logical deduction..."

The electronic voices from Jue Wu rang out continuously, indicating that the company was very busy.

You could even sense its incredible panic in the face of something far beyond the most accurate predictions.

……