Chapter 77 The Madman!
Chapter 77 The Madman!
"What game?"
Instead of answering his question directly, Carl smiled jokingly and asked Simon a question in return:
"Do you know where we are right now? Let me make this clear beforehand, I don't want the obvious answer of 'the abyss,' I want your specific geographical location."
"I don't know," Simon shook his head.
He was unconscious for a long time, and when he woke up, his head was covered with a sack. How could he possibly know where he was being taken?
"This is the former territory of the Twilight Empire," Karl answered his question. "The Twilight Empire was once a powerful nation. Their proud humification technology originated here. Humification technology provided the Twilight Empire with powerful productivity, allowing the empire to rise."
In an instant, many of Simon's doubts were answered; no wonder so many heretics were hiding here.
After the Sun Empire destroyed the humification technology, the followers of the Cult of the Mother of Abundance did not flee, but hid in the unfathomable abyss, waiting for the opportunity to overthrow the country.
Carl smiled slightly and then dropped another bombshell on Simon:
"But you may not know this, but the Iron Emperor we admire was once a slave of the Twilight Empire."
"If you said that outside the Abyss, you would definitely have your head chopped off by the Inquisition," Simon replied coldly. "There is no record of such an absurd history in any Imperial document."
Such blasphemous words are not just a matter of losing one's head, but Karl seemed completely unconcerned.
Karl sighed and shook his head: "You have no idea how much I paid for my research. I bought almost all the historical materials on the market, read through the memoirs of various legion commanders, and even talked with some famous living figures before I came to this conclusion."
"Iron Emperor once worked in the Blood Pool of the Twilight Empire. He worked standing in blood-soaked water, and his arms and legs festered from the work. That's why he later got prosthetics. He left the Twilight Empire and started his own country."
Karl held up one finger and pointed to the ground beneath his feet.
"This land once nurtured a hero, and it also nurtured a god..."
A fervent smile spread across his face.
"With the Iron Emperor's whereabouts unknown, humanity needs a new leader. This is a trial ground; only those who ultimately pass the trial are qualified to lead humanity forward..."
Karl said earnestly, word by word:
"I will begin a trial on this land where the Iron Emperor was born! I will create a new leader for humanity!"
madman!
Simon couldn't believe what he was hearing. He wanted to create a new leader for humanity? He wanted to create a new Iron Emperor for humanity?
This is absolutely absurd!
He felt a lack of oxygen in his brain. This was no longer just a matter of madness; this madman possessed extremely strong drive and was putting everything into practice for the absurd ideas in his mind! Moreover, two legions had already responded to his call!
It's no wonder this madman does all sorts of absurd things now. He has a powerful team of iron-casting warriors, and most of the cave raiders listen to his call. He can completely dominate the second level of the abyss. In the face of absolute power, no one can resist him.
"There can only be one Iron Emperor. No matter what you do, you can't create a new Iron Emperor." Simon still insisted on his point of view.
Karl spread his hands. "Why not? My research can grant anyone immense power..."
"Your research..."
Klein once said that cave raiders collect the flesh of criminals as a panacea that can cure everything.
But it seems that Karl's research is not just about a panacea.
"I have already collected five pieces of flesh containing evidence of the Abyss's offspring's sins. Our technology can extract their power and transfer it intact to another person, allowing for flesh regeneration, limb modification, and even the possession of a necromancer's psionic abilities! Isn't that enough?"
Carl continued, "My game will select not only the strongest warriors, but also those with exceptional intelligence. I will carefully plan the game to allow the truly powerful to emerge."
He opened his arms wide, laughing as he announced:
"The ultimate victor will obtain the power extracted from the five pieces of flesh bearing evidence of sin. He will gain unprecedented power, preventing the empire from splitting, unifying all legions, and leading humanity forward!"
A new leader, the power extracted from the flesh of guilt, and the madman before you.
Everything was far beyond Simon's imagination.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the tent. Some people were exclaiming in shock, others were screaming in terror. Heavy footsteps came from afar, and the sound of guns being cocked was incessant. It seemed as if the camp, known as the "Friendly Ones," had been greeted by a group of less-than-friendly individuals.
Simon instinctively wanted to leave the tent, but Carl stopped him.
His voice remained as cheerful as ever: "Everyone who comes is a friend. As long as you don't do anything impulsive or reckless, everyone outside is your friend."
After careful consideration, Simon came to a conclusion...
Although he proved that he had samples of the flesh of five Abyss Spawns, he still needed the flesh of the Hungry Angel in his backpack.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to mobilize so many steam armors to coerce him into making a deal.
"I need the flesh of the Hungry Angel..." Karl admitted. "The Hungry Angel has the special ability of 'devouring,' which can ensure that the user's will will not be devoured by the abyss after they have other powers extracted from the flesh of the Hungry Angel. I need it."
This is not an equal deal at all. There are many steam-armored warriors gathered outside, and even if Simon kidnaps Karl, he has no chance of escaping unscathed.
Carl smiled and patted Simon on the shoulder.
"I need the flesh of the Hungry Angel as evidence of its sins, but I also need...you. You killed the Hungry Angel, proving that you are qualified to participate in the game, and you may become the future leader of humanity."
"The deal is simple: you participate in my game, and if you become the ultimate winner, you'll get everything!"
Simon took a deep breath, barely suppressing the urge to smash the man's head.
The fact that he was able to share a room with him meant that he had already made preparations for what would happen next. Even if he was killed, the so-called game would still continue, and he would not escape death under the pursuit of the steam armor.
He reached into the backpack and finally handed the flesh of the Hungry Angel, the evidence of his sins, to Karl.
Karl's face lit up with excitement.
"Now, I have finally gathered all six pieces of flesh as evidence of guilt, and I have also obtained six candidates for future leaders..."
"My game is about to begin!"
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