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"He had only created a vessel, given it a name, and poured all his hope into it, but he had no idea it was a defective product. With a resolute heart, it lacked any fighting power. It was like a noisy waste, a reminder of his failure."

"So he changed his mind. He created thousands of vessels, poured his soul into the abyss, and bred those creatures, which originally had no intelligence, into insects like himself. He then used pale roots as masks to fix their forms, and then abandoned them."

The team leader kept recounting the cruel truth, his voice becoming increasingly low and hoarse, as if he was bewitching.

"Thousands of vessels, newly gifted with wisdom, are immersed in the bottomless abyss. The will to live drives them to climb infinitely upwards, but the White King only wants one vessel. The rest will be abandoned there forever, abandoned in the bottomless abyss."

"Enough, what do these things have to do with you? You've been here before, right? I remember you had already completed the ceremony by then?"

Bumblebee interrupted the other person abruptly. She understood one thing very well, that is, those so-called containers were, in a sense, the children of her father... the White King. However, those containers were not recognized, nor respected, and their entire existence was even wiped out. The survival of this country was based on endless sacrifices, and this cold fact made her feel cold all over.

Bumblebee knew that the other party must have used some underhanded means, otherwise she would not be so shaken, but this still could not erase those cruel facts.

The captain's expression turned cold, and pure scarlet flames seemed to be emerging from his body. His tone also became cold, even a little angry.

"You betrayed our promise, destroyed the ritual, and stole our most important vessel. You lied so much, were so cunning, and acted so deceitfully. I truly underestimated you."

112 The Nightmare God's Calculation

When the little knight was lying on the edge of the well, he was caught by Zemor. Under the other's silent gaze, the little knight's whole body stiffened for a moment before he climbed out of the well obediently. However, the other's gaze had not yet dissipated, and the little knight was guilty and did not look at him.

After all, when the knight was asked to deliver flowers on the journey, he not only damaged many flowers, but also gave the flowers to many people. Although the other party may not know it in the end, the knight still felt guilty.

Grey Mourner—no, she should be called Zemor now—patiently examined the kind-hearted person who had sent her flowers. She had actually known for a long time that the other party had sent flowers all over Holynest, and she had tacitly approved of it.

After all, precious flowers should be given to those who are cherished, no matter who they are. Instead of letting those flowers gradually wither in the garden without anyone appreciating them, it is better to let those flowers convey your thoughts and feelings to them during their most precious time.

But the little knight didn't know that the longer he was watched, the more guilty he felt. If he didn't have something important to do this time, he might have slipped away long ago. Going to the arena to have a good fight or taking a comfortable soak in the hot springs would both be good choices.

But Green's condition did make it very worried, and the void had been a little restless recently. Such a coincidence forced it to connect the two things together. In the end, the source of everything inexplicably pointed to Dirtmouth. Something must have happened here that it didn't know about, so it came here.

But soon, it felt something familiar, very similar to Green, but much purer.

The little knight had no impression at first. After all, he had seen too many things in that not-so-long journey, and he never took past memories to heart, so naturally he couldn't remember them clearly.

Until it saw the scarlet, which was so dazzling that it reminded the little knight of the days when he danced with the captain deep in his memory. On the grand stage of fire, he successfully completed a perfect farewell performance.

How did they get here? The Knight remembered that after the ceremony was completed and everything was over, the other party disappeared without a trace.

Until this moment, the little knight still had no awareness that he had kidnapped the other party's container. In his opinion, the Son of Green had already given him the amulet, and Green was willing to follow him. How could it be called kidnapping if both parties were willing?

It probably just thought that the other party came for something, and perhaps Green's uneasiness was related to this, the little knight thought so, and finally looked at Zemor with an apologetic look, and handed the candy he had brought back from other worlds to the other party as an apology gift. It had no intention of staying any longer, and it moved forward quickly, releasing the power of shadow unscrupulously, like a pure black ghost.

It sprinted to the front of the tent without stopping and stopped there.

It saw two familiar people, Bumblebee and the leader.

They were facing each other with swords drawn, and invisible flames were brewing in the stalemate atmosphere.

Until the arrival of the little knight.

The captain looked at the young knight deeply, took a step back, and half of his body was buried in the tent. As a nightmare container holding part of the power of God, he naturally had the capital to be proud of the Bumblebee who had not yet fully grown. However, facing the God of the Void who was also a god, he was only the messenger of the God of Nightmares, so he was invisibly inferior.

He suppressed his previous arrogance, bowed deeply and expressed his greetings, just like when they danced together.

"Welcome, God of the Void."

Seeing this action, the little knight felt a little itchy. He really wanted to pull out the bone nail behind him and poke the other party when he bowed, but in the end the little knight restrained himself. After all, this idea was too rude.

The team leader didn't notice the other party's little trick, which was quite amusing. He took two steps back, his scarlet pupils hidden in the darkness looking particularly intimidating. Then he stretched out his hand and extended an invitation to the other party.

"Why don't you go in and chat? I think we have enough time today to talk about and resolve those things that shouldn't be discussed."

Once they got to the tent, they would be in the captain's home turf. At least they wouldn't be as passive as they were here. The little knight nodded, not thinking of refusing.

How could it understand the twists and turns here? It just agreed because the other party made an invitation.

But just as the little knight agreed, a section of pure black flame surged over, and the scorching flame burned the air so hard that it distorted a little. The captain decisively withdrew his hand. After all, if he maintained that inviting posture, he could not guarantee that the angry flame would not burn his whole body.

"My child, you have grown so well, so like a qualified vessel, but why did you turn your weapon against me? This is wrong, and it goes against your instincts. You should return to the embrace of fire, which is your final destination."

The captain turned his head to look at Green behind the little knight. His scarlet pupils were almost narrowed into a line. It was clear that he had ill intentions, but he still maintained that twisted smile that was almost fake.

Green was disgusted with the other party's hypocritical appearance. He just smiled coldly and quietly tried to get his father to his side.

"And then be reduced to a puppet without self-awareness? Abandoned after draining all their potential? And then continue to pass on the flame? Wandering endlessly in this world forever, with no destination, no self, and nothing to hope for."

Green's tone was aggressive, leaving no room for mercy or leeway. Anyway, it had already thrown itself into the void, so there was no need to be hypocritical with those guys.

"Old man, just because you're willing to be someone else's puppet doesn't mean they're as stupid as you. Also, who is your child? Don't try to claim kinship with me. I have nothing to do with you."

The team leader looked at Green, and after hearing what the man said, he smiled without any concealment, and his smile was very playful.

"Is this how you imagine your people? Such sad words, child. I don't mind your offense, but I hope our relationship can be less tense. I still hope to have a good family relationship."

He really didn't care about the other party. No matter what Green said or what decision he made, it would not shake him in the slightest. The only person he needed to pay attention to was the God of the Void.

After all, the God of Nightmares is only of a similar rank to the God of Radiance. At most, he is a little stronger due to years of fire inheritance, but that is absolutely limited. If the other party can swallow the God of Radiance after a fight, it means that he can also swallow him.

But this time he had to fight for it again. When the radiation dissipated, her power would be left vacant, and this vacant part was exactly what the Nightmare King wanted to fight for.

Nightmares are just another form of dreams.

113 Conflict

The little knight watched the conversation between the two bugs without understanding a single word until both bugs' eyes were fixed on him. Then he subconsciously shook his head, raised his hand and patted his mask, trying to sober himself up.

But as soon as it met the two insects' gazes, faced with the two insects' scorching gazes, it began to feel a little at a loss.

Ghost. Bewildered, confused. Soul

Seeing his father's expression, Green's head began to ache slightly. He knew of course that his cute little father was distracted again, and he didn't even understand the situation until now. This was the first time he hoped that it could be faster, at least so that he wouldn't have to handle such an embarrassing situation alone, and he couldn't let his father's confused state be exposed.

The team leader did not notice the other party's confusion. He just felt that the other party could remain calm in such a situation, and even did not care. Moreover, until now, the other party did not show any signs of negotiation. Perhaps the other party knew his current predicament. The impact of the loss of the container was more serious than he imagined, so that he could not tolerate any delay at all. The God of the Void may have seen their weakness and deliberately remained silent.

The captain overturned all his previous observations and conclusions about the little knight, and silently raised him to the same level as the White King, or even more terrifying.

If the other party's previous naive and ignorant appearance was a disguise, then the Void might have taken action a long time ago. Perhaps the other party's becoming a god was not accidental, but premeditated.

This fact made his heart sink, but now he could only bite the bullet and deal with it, because what Green said was absolutely right, he was just a puppet tied with ropes and dancing on the stage, his every move was played in the palm of the Nightmare God's hand, he was a complete puppet who acted according to the other party's will.

This is not the so-called glory of God, but a kind of helpless sorrow.

He stared at the other's mask until the surroundings became completely silent and there was no sound. The leader showed a fleeting smile, which was no longer so aggressive, but concealed a deeper sadness.

The craftsmanship of making the mask on the other person's face was the castrated version that he taught to the White King under the instruction of the God of Nightmares. However, the other party seemed to have developed something new based on it, something that he did not tell them.

Yes, after all, the agreement between them was nothing more than a cooperation with ulterior motives due to a greater threat. No matter what the other party concealed, it would not surprise him.

Only the loss of the container has trampled on their bottom line. Otherwise, he should have been sinking in an endless nightmare, and the new container would grow and become the carrier of the new Nightmare God, completely replacing him and then looking for the next replacement.

So he finally couldn't stand the depressing silence anymore, and the leader spoke up and made everything clear.

"God of the Void, have you forgotten something? Is there something you should return? Have you betrayed something? You completed our ritual and should be our honored guest, not fallen into such a miserable state."

The little knight remained silent. In the eyes of the captain, these words had no practical meaning and could not pose any threat to the other party, so there was no need to pay attention to them.

So he could only say something that could not be changed, even though the other party could kill him at any time. If a conflict really occurred between the two gods, he would probably be the first to be sacrificed.

"Can you please return the container to us?"

Seeing that the other party remained indifferent, the leader snapped his fingers, and the scarlet flame danced and stopped in front of Green.

"He is our family member, a vessel that we cannot afford to lose."

It was not until this moment that the little knight reacted. He looked at the captain and then at Green with sudden realization, and raised the sign decisively.

[His name is Green, not the container]

It doesn't like the name of container, as if everything has been taken away and only nothingness is left. Green exists independently, not a so-called container. Although it has only now figured out the relationship between the two, and is still confused about some of the truth, this does not prevent it from involuntarily defending Green and maintaining its legitimate existence.

Green is not just a container, although the other party is also called Green, but that is not important.

[You have already given Green's Son to me. You have no right to take him back. However, I will respect Green's opinion. If he wishes to return with you, I will not stop him.]

The little knight spoke a long speech, which was rare. After he finished speaking, he did not forget to look back at Green. Although he would not stop the other party's actions in any way, because everyone has the right to choose for themselves, this does not mean that he will not miss him, nor does it mean that he is completely selfless.

The possession of a mind inevitably brings selfishness, and nothing is an exception, not even God.

The White King's yearning for power and national support, the Nightmare God's ever-growing desire for strength, the Radiance's will not to be forgotten, and the Void now also has a yearning for beauty.

This naturally includes the desire to gather with family and friends.

Green looked back at his father, a little absent-minded.

Father……

He murmured repeatedly in his heart. Whenever he thought that his father had him in his heart, the void entangled with flames in it was constantly restless, madly restless. He was ecstatic about it, but he finally resisted the urge to hug him.

Anyway, he had plenty of time to accompany his father, until the end of time, until the world collapsed. He had plenty of time to travel with his father and didn't have to care about such a short moment, so he restrained himself well.

But the fanaticism in his scarlet pupils grew stronger. Even though he knew that there was plenty of time, even forever, he still cherished any time spent with him.

"Did you hear me? Get out of here, get out of this land, and take your so-called God with you and leave here forever."

The team leader silently watched the eye contact between the two people, and for a moment he showed signs of dejection. It was really embarrassing, he thought.

After all, it is an unfinished journey. He may die, or all inheritance may be cut off, or the God of Nightmares may create a new race, but he can't see it. At least, he doesn't have the ability to see that day.

The other party has infected the Son of Green with the void, and all his every move is under control. If the other party is unwilling to let him go, how can he turn back?

And that look was probably a hint from the God of Void to the other party.

With such a resolute rejection, the only thing left next is probably a fight.

114 Pure Question

The leader did not gain any advantage from the verbal confrontation. There was no reason, it was just that he lacked confidence. In fact, when he knew that the little knight was coming, there was some conflict and some words, but it was only a short moment. At this time, Chunchun was climbing up unsteadily, pulling the rope.

As a result, the rope was almost broken. In order to prevent the old rope full of historical marks from breaking, the upright bird had to stretch out its limbs and get itself stuck in the well. However, the well was too narrow and there was no way for it to stretch and move completely, so it could only get stuck there, unable to go up or down.

After all, apart from running a few distances behind the little knight, it had never been anywhere other than the White House. Even its means of transportation were simple and monotonous, either taking the tram or following the transport worm. Therefore, climbing the rope at the wellhead was also its first time, but it saw the little knight doing it, so it followed suit and learned.

If Zemor, who was standing by the well and watching, had not discovered something unusual and fished Chunchun out, Chunchun would probably have been stuck there for a while. After coming out, it calmly thanked the other party, brushed off the dust that might not have existed on its armor, and following its instinct in the void, it finally caught up with a god who was rushing on the road without stopping.

The two sides were still in a standoff, with Green and the captain staring at each other with almost identical scarlet pupils. However, after a long time, Green was subconsciously shifted by the other party's gaze. Even though they had all the upper hand, the captain, this cunning old fox, was not so easy to deal with.

He smiled at Green, who subconsciously turned his gaze away, until he heard movement from the side and some familiar breath.

It was the child from the Bai Wang family. He thought that the child had died long ago. Now it seemed that what happened here was far more unpredictable than he had imagined.

He could not delay any longer. His body felt like it was being burned by flames, and the expanding power transmitted by the nightmare almost tore him apart. Ever since the day when the other party lied to him and promised him true sublimation, and gave him most of the power of the nightmare, he knew that this was not a so-called blessing, but a symbol of death.

Marionette, marionette, pathetic marionette, dancing along the invisible strings, performing a grand dance, burying all consciousness of the self.

He looked at Green in front of him, then glanced at the little knight, as if they had just met, and gestured towards the tent, extending an invitation to the other party.

"I wonder if you could accept my invitation to give me another grand and spectacular performance."

The young knight nodded and decisively pulled out the bone nail on his back.

"No, respected Void God, it's not you. We have already completed a perfect performance."

The leader looked at Green, trying to calm the restless forces. He did not use the usual inducing tone, but just tried to state a fact in a normal way.

"Come, my child, let me see how much you have grown."

The little knight looked at Green, as if asking for his opinion, which was indeed the case. He held up a sign with only a few short words on it.

[Your Choice]

It will not make decisions for people without authorization. Insects with minds should be born independent and free. When they have the ability to make their own decisions, no matter what the outcome is, it is the path they choose themselves. They should not be interfered with, pointed at, or even criticized.

Green regarded the other party's invitation as a provocation and agreed to it without hesitation. He would not avoid a fight in front of his father. This was an idea that his inner pride would never allow him to have. Moreover, he had never seen his father retreat. He had witnessed his father's growth with his own eyes. Now that it was his turn, how could he retreat?

Not only would he not refuse this battle, he would also win beautifully, even if the opponent had experience many times older than him.

Chunchun had just arrived when the little knight followed Green into the tent following the captain's invitation.