Chapter 539

This is the highest state of dog licking!

"This is a battle of faith, Demiurge."

Saigo didn't mind explaining to Demiurge why he did this.

He just chuckled and said: "...Faith is the most difficult thing to eradicate, it is the highest state of life.

"Human beings can even defeat death for their faith and are not afraid of death. It possesses unparalleled power."

"And this Slian Theocracy relies on the power of faith to rule."

"Of course, not all people in this country have strong beliefs. Some people's beliefs are not strong, and they also have the ability to transform into my lambs."

“But rather than identifying the other party’s beliefs and spending a lot of effort to convert them, it would be too much trouble and a waste of resources.”

"Compared to this entire country of human influence, the Silian Theocracy is not worth mentioning in terms of land area or population."

"If that's the case, why bother wasting the extra time? Why not just eliminate them all and use the simplest and purest way to solve the problem of faith."

"That's destruction on a physical level."

Demiurge showed an expression of sudden realization. He knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "...I thought too simply, the Supreme Being!"

"For you, your precious time, even one second of your time is more important than the lives of these creatures."

"Yes, you shouldn't waste even a moment of thinking on these trivial matters, but I didn't think of this for you. It's really a dereliction of duty as a guardian of the class."

Demiurge used a sad tone, blaming himself.

This made Albedo and Shalltear look at him subconsciously, how can this guy be better than me?

"That's what it means, Demiurge!"

"The next task for you is to eliminate everything related to the Silian Theocracy, leaving no room for anything."

"Go and complete the tasks I gave you. At the same time, you must be careful about those dragons."

Xixiang waved his hand, indicating to these guardians that they could complete their orders.

"A gift of loyalty to the Supreme Being!"

Several guardians knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

After these guardians left and joined the war, Saigo stood up from the throne.

"Once we have deceived all those dragons, we will catch them all in one fell swoop. Think of this as the final training I give Momonga."

"When this is completed, I can safely hand over my aging spirit to him."

"Next, I will solve the problem of the other spirit first."

Xixiang thought for a while, and he came to another world with just a thought, using the method of descending from heaven to become a human being.

…

Blood-devouring World, the renamed Zoroastrian artificial island, in a high-rise luxury apartment.

Nangong Nayue was sitting by the window enjoying afternoon tea as usual. At this moment, a familiar and surprising voice came from behind her:

"...It's been such a long time, little Nayue, do you miss me?"

Chapter 35 Nangong Nayue, you don’t want to be seen by students in the classroom, right?

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Nangong Nayue, wearing a Gothic Lolita-style dress, with a childish face, exquisite facial features, but quite mature temperament, is holding a white porcelain cup of black tea with her slender little hands.

The 85-degree water temperature diffused the aroma of the tea leaves. She leaned back on the Victorian-style armchair, holding the black tea in the cup, enjoying today's rest.

During the day, she is a high school English teacher, and at night, she serves as the commander-in-chief of this newly built kingdom of witches, discussing national policies.

Such a divided identity kept Nangong busy 24 hours a day that month, with almost no time to rest.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have given up his so-called English teacher status long ago and concentrate on national affairs.

However, for Nangong Nayue, becoming a teacher has been her wish since childhood.

Therefore, she is absolutely unwilling to give up her identity as a teacher.

For this reason, Nangong Nayue used the previous spells on himself. When he really felt tired, he let his real body fall into sleep, and then acted as a clone.

She even divided her mental consciousness into two halves so that she could take turns to rest.

Although Nangong Nayue is a witch, her body is not much larger than that of ordinary people. In this regard, she is similar to vampires in this world.

She may even be inferior to a vampire physically.

Just when Nangong Nayue was taking a lunch break and thinking about the problems she would face in the evening, the sudden light sound from behind her made Nangong Nayue's frown relax.

"Little Nayue, do you miss me very much?"

An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Nayue's mouth, but her expression turned cold immediately.

The witch slowly turned around, revealing her doll-like beauty with no flaws to be found.

Nangong Nayue slowly placed the white porcelain cup in her hand on the table. She put her hands on her slender legs and said in her arrogant and cold voice.

"...Devil, you are finally back, I thought you were dead.

Xixiang didn't care about Nangong Nayue's offensive words. He pulled out a chair and sat down, with a half-smiling expression.

"...But your heart tells me that you don't want me to die, but you are thinking of me.

"Little Nayue, you are quite old now, so don't be arrogant like a child. If you want to say what's on your mind, just say it. I won't laugh at you.

Nangong Nayue snorted coldly, seemingly noncommittal to Xixiang's words.

But Nangong Nayue knew that the devil in front of him was right, and he should be more honest sometimes.

She is not the kind of little girl who is always arrogant and will only make herself regretful in the end.

Nangong Nayue carefully observed the current Xixiang, with some doubts in his eyes.

The Xixiang in front of her has changed a lot, and it is somewhat different from the Xixiang in her memory.

It wasn't a change in appearance or other aspects, Nangong Nayue was sure that the devil in front of him was Xixiang himself.

But what should I say? The other party's demonic nature seemed to be much weaker, lacking the cruelty and indifference of a demon.

But it has a little more humanity.

When this idea came to Nangong Nayue's mind, she thought it was a bit ridiculous. The devil actually had human nature, which was as strange as the sun suddenly rising from the west.

After all, as a dependent of the devil and a witch, she feels that her humanity is actually very weak.

Perhaps sensing Nangong Nayue's doubts, Xixiang said slowly: "...your guess is actually not wrong."

"My humanity has surpassed the demonic nature, or it has surpassed the divinity. In some ways of thinking, I am actually close to humans."

“It was an extremely important evolution for me.”

When Nangong heard Xixiang's words that month, she laughed dumbly and said: "...The transformation of a demon into a human is actually said to be evolution. Isn't that degeneration?"

Xixiang did not answer, but smiled and asked: "...then do you think it is evolution or degeneration, little Natsuki?"

"Although you are a witch, you are still essentially a human being. At most, you are the kind of human being who is ruthless enough and willing to sacrifice for some rational results."

"But this does not mean that you have completely abandoned your humanity and turned into a demon who only knows killing and is full of absolute evil."

"So you tell me as a human being whether I have evolved or degenerated."

Xixiang's words made Nangong Nayue's slender brows wrinkle again, just like Yuanshan's dark eyebrows were always curved. Xixiang's question made Nangong Nayue feel confused.

"If you look at it from a human perspective, this may really be an evolution."

Nangong Nayue said hesitantly, she actually didn't believe what she said.

Xixiang laughed out loud: "...How do humans distinguish between angels and demons?"

Facing Xixiang's question again, Nangong Nayue said without any hesitation this time: "...divide it into good and evil."

"Those who are on the evil side are demons, and those who are on the good side are naturally angels."

Xixiang nodded gently and agreed with Nangong Nayue's words: "...Yes, but if you think about it carefully, who determines the so-called good and evil?"

"Of course, this dividing line between good and evil is actually human beings themselves."

"When human beings think that one side is beneficial to them, it is good, and if it is harmful to them, it is evil."

"The so-called moral concepts of good and evil exist because of the birth of human beings."

"But compared to the natural law of survival of the fittest, and compared to the development of the macroscopic world of the universe, the existence of good and evil seems a bit petty."

"Sticking to the moral concept of good and evil has already fallen into the lower class. When something goes to an extreme, the final result is actually death."

"Although I am not a Taoist, I now feel that Taoist ideas have certain merits. A lonely yin does not produce a single yang and a yang does not grow. It is actually the same when used for good and evil."

"Perhaps this is the completely different philosophical outlook between the East and the West."

Xixiang said in a leisurely tone, seeming to be telling his current outlook on life, values ​​and world view.

Nangong Nayue could not fully understand Xixiang's words. After all, she had not yet reached the state where she needed to abandon good and evil and completely confuse them.

For Nangong Nayue, she has never experienced the ultimate evil or the ultimate goodness, so why bother to think about the higher level.

She just said angrily: "...Anyway, you have become stronger, right?"

Xixiang nodded happily: "...Yes, I have become stronger. I am already stronger than you can imagine."

"Little Nayue, do you remember the mother of the evil god you once met?"

Hearing Xixiang's words, Nangong Nayue's petite body trembled unintentionally. Just the name Mother of the Evil God would make her feel unspeakable fear.

Just when this name came out of her mind, that majestic and great figure would completely occupy her soul, making her have a humble heart that wanted to prostrate herself on the ground.

Nangong Nayue was a arrogant person, a witch who would never choose to ask for help in a low voice even if she died.

But even so, she didn't feel that she would be dissatisfied with the Mother of Evil God's groveling, nor would she think there was anything wrong with her.

She thought that was what a living being had to do.

"You don't mean to say that you have reached the level of the Mother of Evil Gods, do you?"

In Nangong Nayue's memory, Xixiang, that is, the demon Zarathustra, should be just one of the subordinates of the Mother of the Evil God.

When did even the subordinates reach the level of the master?

Seeing Nangong Nayue's moving expression, Xixiang just smiled and said: "... It seems that you don't particularly understand the relationship between me and the Mother of the Evil God."

"In fact, I was not an independent individual from the beginning. You can understand that I am just an incarnation of the Mother of the Evil God."

"Now, the Mother of the Evil God has returned to where He should be, and as an incarnation, I naturally have to return to the body."

Xixiang's words made Nangong Nayue's expression change drastically. She said anxiously: "... Then you are going to disappear?"

In this bloodthirsty world, it is not uncommon for a person to separate his incarnation.

And when you hear the so-called incarnation returning to the body, it means the disappearance of the incarnation's consciousness, and their power will become the nourishment of the real body.

Seeing Nangong Nayue's panic, Xixiang smiled even more happily: "... It seems that you still care about me, Little Dayue."

"Now is not the time to talk about such things."

Nangong Nayue suddenly became anxious.

She wanted to tell Xixiang to run away now, the farther the better, it would be best if she could escape the sight and control of the Mother of the Evil God.

But then when she thought of the supreme existence, Nangong Nayue was left with only despair.

She didn't think Xixiang could escape the gaze of the Mother of the Evil God, because such an existence had long exceeded people's imagination.

"Hahaha!!"

Xixiang couldn't help laughing out loud, and he comforted Nangong Nayue: "...Don't worry, little Nayue."

"The relationship between my so-called incarnation and true body is completely different from the relationship between the original body and the clone you imagined."

"Because I am both the great demon of Zoroastrianism and the mother of the evil god. I am not disappearing, nor am I merging with the so-called mother of the evil god."

"But from the beginning, the mother of the evil god is me, and the great demon is also me. We are a six-sided existence."

Xixiang's simple explanation could not solve Nangong Nayue's doubts, but she roughly heard one thing: "...Zaratul, you won't disappear?"

"Of course, I will never disappear. I will just look at this world from a higher dimension and a higher perspective."

"But now, I still have the last step to complete, and I need your help."

Xixiang said softly.