Chapter 271: Dekan Starts Researching the Next Book's Opponent |
Karst stared with wide, angry eyes at Dekan's indulgence in the Demon King's Mausoleum, where no tombstones stood anymore.
Even without asking anything.
Karst understood.
He had been scammed.
This little succubus had not been possessed at all!
Everything before was just her acting!
And.
Dekan had indeed not told a single direct lie.
All the information and instructions were merely hinting at Karst.
So Dekan had not violated the restriction of not being able to lie on this level, thus arousing Karst's suspicion.
“Wh-why…”
Karst's lips and teeth trembled. More than unwillingness, he was filled with confusion.
He could not understand.
Why could this little succubus obtain the recognition of a Demon King!
It was as if a Demon King had engraved his own soul onto her body!
And this Demon King was not one the little succubus had obtained in the Demon King's Mausoleum.
But one that had existed within the little succubus' body from the very beginning!
She was definitely not a Demon King from this mausoleum.
Her emblem was different from any other Demon King's!
But she was indeed a genuine Demon King!
Karst's face instantly turned pale.
If he had already completely fallen into the little succubus' trap.
Then at this moment.
The Demon King tombstones had all been severed.
And the little succubus possessed the only Demon King with a remaining will in the Demon King's Mausoleum.
She must have already succeeded in completely seizing control of the Demon King's magic.
“Hehe.”
With Dekan's light laugh, she gently raised her palm. A faint Demon King's mark appeared in the air like an emblem. Instantly, the entire eighth level's Demon King magic seemed to have become Dekan's property.
Dekan and Shijiang were already the masters of this level.
Under Dekan's control, the Demon King's magic that had previously sealed his companions like a tidal wave now instantly climbed onto Karst's body, preparing to seal him.
Karst did not struggle.
Because he knew he was no longer Dekan's opponent.
Sometimes, that was just how things were.
He had done his best to do what needed to be done.
For things that could not be accomplished even with his best effort, he could only take a zen approach.
Even if he could resist for a period of time with his strength.
But besides suffering, what was the use?
He accepted it.
Just as Karst was about to be sealed, Dekan suddenly stopped.
He observed Karst's reaction with great interest, then waved his hand and dissipated the Demon King's magic.
“?”
Karst looked at Dekan in confusion.
“Karst, do you want to be an enlightened ghost or a muddled one?”
Dekan looked at Karst playfully and asked.
He was like a tyrannical monarch mercilessly declaring a subject's death sentence.
But, he was willing to give Karst a chance before he died.
After all, a dying demon might also agree to pay a price for an answer.
Especially a character like Karst who did not have much spirit.
He did not feel much resentment towards his enemies.
It was very likely that Karst would not refuse this transaction out of anger, unwillingness, or for his own pride.
“I want to know what you really are.”
Karst answered as Dekan had expected.
“The value of this answer is not low, you know? You have to answer my questions honestly, only then will I let you hear the answer before you die.”
Dekan's seductive voice lingered in Karst's ears like the whisper of an ancient god.
“What do you want to know from me?”
After a brief internal struggle, Karst finally chose to compromise.
For Karst.
His death was already destined.
Because from the moment he fought with this Demon King, there was no longer any chance of survival.
He also did not have a sufficient price to buy his life from Dekan.
Since he was going to die either way, it was better to exchange it for clarity before death. A bloody good deal.
Dekan: “Do you have information on the Chief Warden?”
Karst: “No, I guard this place year-round. I’m almost completely isolated from the other levels.”
Dekan nodded.
It was normal for the Wardens of the three eviction zones, levels two, five, and eight, to have no information.
Karst did not panic because he could not answer the question.
Because he saw that Dekan's expression was not too disappointed.
It seemed the information Dekan intended to ask for was something else entirely.
Soon, Dekan's expression became much more solemn.
He even cut off the live broadcast.
He stared intently at Karst.
It seemed he was about to ask the truly critical questions.
This made even Karst feel nervous.
What information do I have that is so important even to a Demon King?
Could it be the secret history of the Demon Realm related to the Demon Kings? Or key information that could turn the tide of this holy war?
Karst could not help but ponder.
However, the next second.
He saw Dekan take out a small notebook he had specially bought from the third level, and began to write in it with his head down while asking:
“Please begin your self-introduction.”
Dekan gave an instruction that Karst found utterly absurd.
“Huh?”
Karst suspected he had misheard.
Dekan explained:
“Tell me the key experiences in your life that left a deep impression on you, all the magic you have mastered, your personality traits, your hobbies, and so on…”
Karst: “???”
Are you taking a statement here or trying to set me up with someone?
Karst was completely baffled by Dekan.
“You don't want to talk? Then I'll send you on your way now.”
Dekan put down his pen with some impatience and asked.
“Are you sure that providing this information is enough?”
Karst was still skeptical.
“Yes, tell me these things, and I will tell you the answer and then give you a quick death.”
“I am Warden Karst, who has been guarding the tombs for two hundred years. I like…”
Karst no longer cared; it made no difference what he was asked.
Next.
Whatever information Dekan asked him to supplement, he answered truthfully.
The entire interrogation lasted for several dozen minutes, and Dekan finally got a clear picture of all of Karst's information.
“Very good.”
Dekan put away his notebook with satisfaction.
If he had to say what his biggest gain in this Shadow World was.
It would definitely be this information.
Because Dekan discovered.
The demons in this Shadow World all seemed to have a corresponding person in the real world.
They had a certain degree of similarity in their personalities, abilities, and characteristics.
Even their experiences had a kind of fateful closeness.
Just like the Corrupt Bishop Fahim and the sixth-level Warden, Fahilir of the Forbidden.
Whether it was their abilities, style, or the ending of "being deceived by Dekan, being 'dueled', being screwed over by teammates, being brutally beaten, and having their low health finished off by Dekan and Cloix," they all seemed to overlap.
After the previous exchange, Dekan was certain that the real-world person corresponding to the eighth-level Warden, Karst of Illusion, was definitely the Falsehood Bishop Carlos.
Having interrogated Karst to this extent.
The Falsehood Bishop Carlos' secrets were basically completely exposed to Dekan.