Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 738 - 89 The Unbeatable Game_3
738: Chapter 89: The Unbeatable Game_3
738 -89: The Unbeatable Game_3
The Judge said:
“The Judgment Chiefs are all dead, Nether Phoenix, Snow Deers, if you wish to follow me, in the future of these two worlds, you will both be second only to one.
The two of you possess uniquely powerful abilities, which if employed by me will certainly assist in expanding territories.
To die would be quite a pity.”
At this moment, Nether Phoenix raised its head and said:
“Your Honour, I have never betrayed you, I only wished to know the truth.
Are you…
truly the traitor?”
The Judge looked at Nether Phoenix with neither sadness nor joy and said:
“If dead, then there is nothing.
I won’t hide it from you, Nether Phoenix and I indeed do not walk the same path.”
The wings of Nether Phoenix trembled, and the blue flames upon its body became more vigorous, its tone now carrying a hint of anger:
“So you truly betrayed my master?”
“What betrayal is there in this world?
If there must be talk of betrayal, it would be more accurate to say it betrayed me!”
The Judge indeed regretted the loss of Nether Phoenix’s and Snow Deer’s powers, but it didn’t mind slaying these two subordinates filled with resentment—”old friends.”
Therefore, at this moment, the Judge had no desire to conceal anything, especially in front of Snow Deer, as such concealment would only create future problems.
The end result of today was clear.
Those who comply will prosper; those who resist shall perish.
Meanwhile, the Judge also looked at Tang Xian and said:
“For hundreds of years in the Human World, there indeed hasn’t been someone like you, who nearly pushed the court to desperation.
Your body has something I greatly desire, but that is not the only cure for me.
I have also left measures within the Pyramid.”
Tang Xian sat leaning against a large tree, his face emotionless, and said:
“What are you trying to say?”
“What I’m saying is, if you’re willing to pledge allegiance to me, I can let you live, allow you to continue being the hero of this city.
The fate of countless people in this city is now in your hands.
As long as you’re willing to bow to me, willing to tell me how you acquired the power of Eden, whether you found the legacy at the Sea God’s place.
Just tell me everything, and you will still be the hero of this world, they won’t know the truth.”
Tang Xian let out a self-deprecating laugh.
This kind of desperate escape from death, thinking he narrowly avoided a catastrophe only to fall into another trap—this realization filled him with immense frustration.
It wasn’t that his resolve was weak, but because of his own oversight, he implicated far too many innocent people.
“So everything will be like a cycle, right?
Like the first human you persuaded hundreds of years ago, who managed the Pyramid, erasing all of history.
You arranged for him to enter the divine seat, igniting the start of your grand scheme.”
Tang Xian shook his head, staring at the gray sky.
He should agree, but for some reason, he simply couldn’t bring himself to do it.
Hundreds of years have passed, ah, those people all thought they had escaped, thought they were no longer slaves of the order, no longer at the bottom of the food chain.
All of this was something he had given them.
It was what Li Xiaoyu, Song Que, Bai Shuang, as well as his parents and many others had hoped for.
To now return all of that?
To once again make Baichuan City another form of a Pyramid?
Tang Xian couldn’t do it.
Once, he compared the mining district to a game, never thinking of clearing it, only wishing to live like a person should.
But subsequently, he realized that from the moment he was born, he was already carrying a certain mission.
But now he was somewhat desperate, because he had underestimated his opponent, leading to this end where everything seemed to revert to the beginning like karma.
All the efforts of humanity, ultimately turning into mere illusions.
He felt very tired and said:
“This game is too hard, just kill me.”
