Super Righteous Player
Chapter 709 - 250 Angel and Demon_1

Chapter 709: Chapter 250 Angel and Demon_1

No shame whatsoever.

Nor was there any resistance or anger.

The pale and frail youth with white hair and clothes, like a pallid phantom, did not possess what is known as "self-esteem."

Rather, when he had transformed himself into an undead that day... all self-respect and glory had already completely shattered at that time.

"A life full of regret and shame. A meaningless way of existence. Like a joke... the bloodline of a clown."

The youth murmured softly, drawing deep breaths.

"I—"

He paused slightly, slowly exhaling a breath of cold air.

Centering on the Eternal Duke, the surrounding wheat field suddenly collapsed as if blasted by an air cannon. Then, it was covered with frost—instantly, golden wheat was enveloped by withered white frost marks.

As if speaking while exhaling smoke after a smoke.

The youth’s voice became hoarse, and frost naturally seeped from between his lips and teeth.

"I... have long been ’dead.’

When the being of "eternity" turned into "skeleton," when the tower of eternal life became a gravestone... when he became Him, Midas’s heart had completely died.

"It doesn’t matter if I’m beaten until I vomit blood. It doesn’t matter if my head is stomped underfoot. If my belly is cut open, and my viscera is taken out... even if I’m doused in filth, I will pretend not to see. I can even smile for you."

Saying this, the pale youth revealed a somewhat shy smile filled with youthful naivete: "See—this is the kind of smile."

As he said this, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"After all, I have played the roles of my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather... I have also played my son, my grandson, my great-grandson, continuing these roles for two hundred years.

"...It’s just that trivial."

He said softly: "I sacrificed [Honor], sacrificed [Dignity], sacrificed [Dreams], sacrificed [Family], sacrificed [Peaceful Sleep]... and finally, I sacrificed everything I had gained from those sacrifices. In my journey of offering sacrifices to the void, the offering of ’Dignity’ was the least painful to me."

—His heart had long been dead.

Annan realized this profoundly.

Opposite the Eternal Duke, the golden-haired girl in a white dress looked at him silently with sympathetic eyes, her hands clasped behind her back.

It was the calm gaze of retrospection after seeing everything clearly. High above, as coldly detached as a playwright scrutinizing a script.

"You don’t react much, Frost Speech."

The youth sighed: "I didn’t expect you could enter this nightmare. Of course, perhaps I had considered it... [Fate is the Wheel of the Celestial Chariot], I know that saying too. But... ha... who knows."

He paused, then continued.

Soon after, the Eternal Duke spoke again: "Actually, the first time I saw you, I had a premonition. So in that instant, I wanted to kill you... but in the end, I only took that book.

"But ultimately, you still came to know everything... saw through everything, and came before me."

"Besides, I am going to stop all this from happening."

The golden-haired girl squinted her eyes, her voice soft and pleasant in the night without a moon.

"Elle... no, Angelo. I have asked you many times."

Elle asked word by word: "As midnight approaches, let me ask you once more...

"Do you—believe in me?"

A brief silence.

Three seconds of sluggish delay, as if eternal.

Then, Elle gave her answer.

[Yes]

She gave her final answer with firmness and resolve.

[I believe in you—no matter what difficulties I encounter, no matter what situation I am in... under any circumstance, no matter what anyone says, no matter what I go through—I will believe in you alone]

The Betraying Angel addressed her Pope with a term of honor.

It was not the attitude toward a Pope, but reverence for a trustworthy elder.

"Then let midnight come, Elle."

Annan said word by word: "I swear... you will be safe."

As he spoke.

The chimes of midnight had already sounded.

But—

In "Elle’s" eyes, a rainbow-colored brilliance began to overflow.

It was a light that burned like a candle.

—This time, time did not turn back.

By Elle’s side, the world was instantly inscribed with a rainbow-colored radiance. It was like ribbons embedded deep within the world, also resembling wings rising high.

And facing all this.

The youth with white hair and in white clothes, merely sighed deeply.

"This is ridiculous,"

he said softly: "Gods unlike gods. Humans unlike humans. Traitors unlike traitors. Secret-keepers unlike secret-keepers.

"Angelo, you are my angel, my daughter...

"—You were born because of me. With your power, how could you oppose me?"

As he spoke,

The youth’s pale face suddenly shattered.

Like porcelain struck to pieces—within the cracks, what was revealed was a gray that did not quite match Elle’s.

But the intensity of that light was several times, even dozens of times greater than Elle’s.

Just a crack revealed was enough to illuminate the "night."

"Every one of us is born on this earth, living through birth, aging, illness, and death."

"Elle" took over the conversation, answering with a serene voice: "But we will eventually leave this earth.

"We will no longer age. We will no longer fall ill. We will... no longer die.

"We come from the void and advance towards the realm of everything... Humanity has reached where it is today, with more sacrificed and forsaken in the past than you, and in the future, even more than now.

"Until the farthest future, we will abandon everything we have now. Everything before our eyes will become history.

"But that is not betrayal—"

—That is the phoenix reborn from the flames.

Elle’s voice, too, began to be laden with echoes upon echoes.

The next moment, the rainbow angel soared into the sky.

In an instant, she crashed to the ground, like a meteor.

The Eternal Duke merely raised a left hand, and from the ruptured skin, a gray light like a demonic entity spewed forth, halting her in the void.

When the rainbow and the gray, two kinds of the same truth, came into contact, they clashed and merged—

The entire nightmare collapsed and reformed, half a colorful fairy tale, half a gray pantomime.

In the end, however, it was the light spilling from the Eternal Duke that prevailed.

His voice took on an echo and the sharp ring of metal.

[Angelo, I have betrayed everyone!]

He boasted.

The gray, absurd monster thunderously collapsed one corner of the sky. The entire world was like a specimen jar that had been smashed.

It resembled an abstract being, half in tears and half laughing foolishly. The laughing half of its face kept changing scenes, while the weeping half simply shed tears in silence.

The roaring sharp noise, like the peal of thunder, enveloped the whole world.

[And you, you have not been betrayed by everyone!]

[We walk the same path, and I have walked farther than you—You cannot refuse me!]

"Really... is that so?"

"Elle," upon hearing this, suddenly revealed a smile.

She did not use her angelic transformation.

Instead, she simply whispered a phrase.

—Just a single phrase.

It was what she had once said to Annan...

"A dream is a fierce poison that blinds the righteous and drives the wicked mad."

In that instant, the gray demon came to a halt.

And Annan continued to chant:

"Those who ignore morals for their dreams, those who transgress laws for their dreams, those who betray their loved ones for their dreams...

"—I curse you."