Volume 2: Funeral Song of Crows Chapter 30 A Tragedy
Everything in front of him was just an illusion created by Valk. The Mad Fool's real body should still be in the Crazy Theater of the Moon Realm.
But William could clearly feel that the two eyeballs in the other's hand were the real eyeballs of the Whispering Queen.
Because he saw countless threads of fate reflected in those two dark eyeballs.
For the Void Kings, their bodies are the embodiment of the realm they symbolize. Because of this, except for very few special means, most attacks cannot cause real damage to them, just like you cannot harm a thought or concept.
But by the same token, if we could dig out a part of their body, it would be equivalent to taking away a part of their authority.
Therefore, the two eyeballs in Valk's hand are not just eyeballs, but the authority to see the web of conspiracy. In other words, the Whispering Queen Beatrice ceded part of her territory to the Mad Fool.
Although the other party was a complete lunatic and he should not be surprised no matter what the lunatic did, William still couldn't help asking:
"Why did you make this bet?"
"reason!"
Valk suddenly raised his voice when he heard this, scaring the tower guard next to him so much that he shrank his neck.
"Reasons! Reasons! Reasons!"
He shouted loudly three times in a row, then stared at William and whispered softly:
"Why do you mortals need a reason for everything you do? Don't you think you would do anything without a reason? Do you need a reason to make frogs rain from the sky? Do you need a reason to pull out a person's intestines and tie them as a tie? No! I don't need a reason at all. I just did it."
He waved his hand exaggeratedly after he finished speaking.
The demon in the center of the stage turned into a whirlpool and disappeared, then it emerged from the floor in front of them, spinning again.
"Very good, you have completed your mission brilliantly. I am very satisfied that you have waited for the return of the former disaster here."
As Valk spoke, he lifted up the demon general's face with the golden staff in his hand.
The other person still had a dull look on his face.
"I will reward you for this. Obviously, the name Manic is no longer suitable for your current temperament, so I will give you a brand new name."
Valk stood up excitedly, raised the demon general's hand, turned around and announced loudly to the countless models in the audience behind him:
"All staff and audience members at the Ecstasy Theatre, all eyes are on your manager!"
All the models turned their heads towards Valk, who was holding the magic general's arms high, and stretched out their hands to their chins, ready to applaud at any time.
"Today, we will bid farewell to the former 'Mania'. After more than 800 years of hardship, it has finally completed its duties and now has a new life. Let us warmly celebrate the birth of the new sixth demon general. Its new name is..."
Valk's voice became louder and louder, and he broke his voice before he could even take a breath.
"What is it?"
He coughed a few times and tried to shout again, but this time he got stuck.
At this time, in the audience, a note was passed to Valk through the hands of the models.
He took the note with an awkward look on his face, first whispered a thank you to the model, then unfolded the note and announced loudly:
"Ah... its new name is - Dementia!"
The entire theater was filled with thunderous applause, and the models burst into cheers.
After Valk announced the new name of the demon general, drastic changes began to occur all over its body.
The armor on Dementia's body began to peel off layer by layer, and then turned into a loose robe. Its face, which was originally as hard as a knife and an axe, gradually became rounder, and its body also changed from a lean figure to a loose and lack of exercise.
Finally, four chubby dwarfs emerged from under Dementia's body. They lifted a sedan that looked like a stretcher, let Dementia sit on it, and then carried him to the back of the stage.
William looked at this seemingly funny scene and couldn't say anything for a long time.
A demon general who had been suppressed for more than 800 years and was already extremely weak, after a word from the King of Nothingness, turned into an existence with completely opposite attributes and restored his peak strength.
Although the opponent, as his name suggests, looked like he was drooling and had dull eyes, William could clearly feel that the strength of the demon general "Dementia" at this moment was absolutely at the peak of the divine realm.
It alone can massacre the entire Black Light City.
Valk sat back next to William with a flushed face and said:
"Thank you so much, Disaster. I have gained a lot from this bet. I felt a long time ago that mania is too close to anger, lacks beauty, and is not in line with the current trend of thought. The sluggish feeling of dementia is more suitable for this sluggish era..."
Valk kept chattering non-stop beside William, without any of the condescending airs of a Void King. He was even more accustomed to speaking to mortals in the language of mortals rather than the more powerful way of the Voice of the Soul.
Among the thirteen false kings, the Mad Jester is the most unique one.
As the only Void King without corresponding judgment weapons, He should theoretically be the one that poses the greatest threat to the world. However, in reality, He is the king with the least interest in invading the world.
In the three large-scale invasions more than a thousand years ago, Valk only sent a few "bystanders" to accompany them symbolically each time.
Or rather, ridicule.
The onlookers, that is, the mannequins who are sitting in the theater and providing canned laughter, can do nothing except laugh and applaud according to the surrounding atmosphere. Even if they are attacked, they will not fight back but will just run away.
Sending them over itself expresses a sarcastic feeling that one just wants to watch the show.
Of course, His lack of interest in directly invading the world does not mean that He has little interest in the world itself. In a sense, He is the most concerned about mortals among all the Void Kings.
He likes to flap the wings of chaos little by little around the mortals he is interested in, in order to cause violent storms, and then laugh at the mortals who are forced into a desperate situation by fate.
It is as if He is always committed to collecting those tragedies and comedies into His own theater, reenacting them from time to time to savor them.
"…So, I decided to give you some compensation to express my gratitude to you."
These words completely pulled William out of his thoughts.
A Noble King wants to reward him?
"What...reward?"
William asked with some caution.
"It's like this. After you left for more than 200 years, especially after the establishment of that law, the entire Vic Continent began to become less and less interesting. Anyway, everyone's fate is controlled by either you or Him. It's boring."
Valk said this in a somewhat depressed tone at first, but then he regained his spirits and said:
"But before that, there were many amazing things that happened, and I collected several wonderful dramas. So I want to invite you to watch one of the great tragedies. Of course, I can't let you watch all of them, otherwise the things that come later will be too boring, but there are a few scenes that I believe you will definitely like."
"The name of that tragedy is 'The Downfall of the Judgment Seat'."
