With the flashing of the Eye of Fairness and Truth, Skiffins Steinbeck "saw" the secret he wanted to see.
"So that's how it is..."
"He's even more amazing than I thought."
His words were full of praise, and his eyes were filled with undisguised admiration.
The 'fisherman's' face turned cold.
"I thought you were a smart guy."
The 'Angler' glanced at the [Eye of Fair Truth].
There is no doubt that the 'angler' recognizes this prop.
When the 'bartender' obtained this item, he did not hide it. He told the 'fisherman' and the 'lord' in a very frank manner, and then told the 'lady' in a more tactful way.
Why not hide?
Because, the 'bartender' doesn't want to die.
Any hiding can be taken for granted among other members of 'them'.
But when facing the 'Angler', the 'Bartender' and the 'Ms.
Better to keep calm.
At least, be honest with one person.
The 'bartender' chose to remain calm towards all three of them at the same time.
Doing so is both smart and stupid.
at the same time……
It is also fatal.
In Skiffens Steinbeck's 'Collaborators', the 'Angler', the 'Lord' and the 'Lady' all show their dissatisfaction and murderous intentions towards the 'Bartender'.
"I try to appear smart because that makes people believe me."
"But……"
"Sometimes, I really can't control my curiosity."
Skiffens Steinbeck sighed and bowed apologetically to the 'fisherman' again.
"Curiosity kills the cat."
The 'Angler' said coldly.
"certainly."
"However, please consider whether to kill me after I have 'completed' the deal with the [Eye of Fair Truth]."
Skiffens Steinbeck looked at the 'Angler' pleadingly.
The 'Angler' remained silent.
Not taking action immediately means agreeing.
This was not surprising to Skiffins Steinbeck.
For the 'angler', victory is now a sure thing.
A glimpse into new realms.
After getting the secret.
The 'Angler' has long since transcended the 'world' before his eyes.
And this is what Skiffins Steinbeck wanted.
Before.
Now.
Both.
And the future?
Skiffens Steinbeck held it tightly, took a deep breath, and said:
"I am the 'copy' of the Steinbeck family."
"A clone?"
The 'fisherman' was stunned.
Obviously, even though he has become the best in the world, the 'Angler' is still not omniscient and omnipotent.
It's not just that you don't know the secret.
I know nothing about the so-called "clones".
"The Steinbeck family is a 'cursed' family."
"In order to keep the family going, the family tried every possible means, including the 'forbidden power', to cultivate new life with the blood of the most outstanding members of the family."
“About 2,000 people were trained at that time.”
"More than half die at birth."
"Most of the remaining people died between the ages of 1 and 3."
“I died at the age of 7.”
"At that time, I thought that death was death, and there was no point. After all, I had nothing, no parents, no brothers and sisters, and no future."
"Then my brother Skiffens Steinbeck resurrected me."
"He used his own flesh and blood to stop my backlash."
"With the power of 'luck', I was able to stop it."
“I survived.”
"My brother is seriously ill."
"My brother said that this disease is a manifestation of the Steinbeck family's 'curse'. I don't need to blame myself or look for a cure, because there is none."
"My brother began to teach me strictly in the next four years."
“He wanted me to master more.”
"Four years later, on the morning before he died, my brother made two nougats, one for him and one for me - mine was very sweet, his was poisonous."
"He must die."
"Otherwise it will implicate me."
"I'm curious what the implications are."
"So, I saw a glimmer of 'reality'."
Skiffens Steinbeck spoke in a straightforward manner.
The 'Angler' frowned.
It is not to doubt the truth of Skiffens Steinbeck's words.
But Skiffins Steinbeck talked too much.
This far exceeds the one-for-one limitation of [Eye of Fair Truth].
The 'Angler' was slightly stunned, then he reacted.
"You saw more than one secret of mine?!"
The 'Angler's' voice became shrill.
Skiffens Steinbeck smiled and nodded.
"certainly!"
"I finally found this golden opportunity, so naturally I want to see more. After all, I am really curious. I am curious about the reality of the world, about what happened back then, and also curious..."
“Your power.”
Bang!
Before Skiffins Steinbeck finished speaking, a crisp sound was heard in the air.
Skiffins Steinbeck was like a baseball, being hit and thrown hundreds of meters away. All the houses and walls along the way were pierced, raising a trail of dust, and finally fell into a building.
Crash!
Debris rained down.
The building collapsed, burying Skiffins Steinbeck.
The 'fisherman' didn't even glance at this place.
His eyes looked towards the shadow on one side.
"well."
"I can't hide it from you."
Skiffens Steinbeck stepped out of the shadows.
He was missing a small part of his little finger.
"Sever your fingers to survive."
The fisherman's expression became colder.
This is the secret technique of 'pigeon'.
There is no real attack or defense capability.
But saving your life comes first.
"You killed the 'pigeon'?"
'The Angler' asked.
"No."
"Mr. Pigeon and Mr. Coward are both very easy to negotiate with. I just completed a deal with them, and they are willing to tell me some things, including but not limited to the secret technique."
“It just so happens that I am a talented person.”
"Although the time is a bit short and I have only reached the entry level, it is enough to deal with the current situation."
Skiffens Steinbeck said it matter-of-factly.
"What about the two of them?"
The 'Angler' asked in a deep voice.
"have no idea."
"After completing the transaction, Mr. Pigeon and Mr. Coward left, one heading north and the other heading south. Perhaps you can use your prestige to summon them."
"With your prestige, it might be effective."
Skiffens Steinbeck's serious words are extremely ironic to the "fisherman".
Different from the rest of 'them'.
'Pigeon' and 'Shun' are the two most timid among 'them' and the least good at fighting.
These are also the two that 'anglers' care the least about.
Of course, with the character of the 'Angler', he would never ignore the two of them.
In fact, the 'Anglers' who were worried about accidents had threatened the 'Pigeons' and the 'Shuns' at the earliest times.
Two people?
Naturally, I agreed from the bottom of my heart.
And I promised not to tell anyone.
There is no contract.
Because the 'lady' is too sensitive about these things.
The 'Angler' also believed that it was impossible for the two to tell it.
But, the plan went wrong.
Those two guys obviously spoke out.
Now that Skiffins Steinbeck knew.
That……
Thinking of this, the 'Angler' began to look around.
He's looking for something he cares about.
The body of 'Ms.
In the flames and blood.
The corpse had long since turned to charcoal, and it was impossible to tell whether it was real or fake, but with the help of 'time', the 'fisherman' was able to detect a clue.
The body was not 'the lady's'.
The remaining people can be confirmed one by one.
But the only thing missing was 'Ms.'
The fisherman had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Where is she?"
The 'Angler' questioned Skiffins Steinbeck. Compared to his previous calm demeanor, the 'Angler' at this moment was stern and sharp, with murderous intent in his eyes, which immediately 'froze' the land.
Not icy freezing.
It's a freeze in time.
Skiffins Steinbeck was in it like a bug in amber.
Clearly visible, but unable to move.
But the Steinbeck heir laughed.
"Here, isn't it behind you?"
Behind you?
The 'fisherman' was stunned and turned back subconsciously.
Behind him, is the body of the 'snake'.
The charred corpse was wriggling.
Layers of strange vitality appeared on the charred corpse.
It seems to be giving birth to a whole new life.
The charred skin quickly fell off, revealing fresh and tender skin.
The 'Snake' stood up again.
He opened his eyes, revealing a snake-like figure. He opened his mouth and spewed out a snake's tongue, but... the hissing sound was that of a female.
Yes, 'Ma'am'.
"You look a little surprised, 'Angler'."
The 'lady' who had been resurrected using the 'snake's' body had a hint of laughter in her voice.
"'molt'!"
"No, not just 'molting'."
"besides……"
"'Soul Planting Technique'!"
"You actually completed this secret technique!"
The 'Angler' frowned, obviously a little surprised.
"You, who inherited part of Modeus's legacy, are actually surprised by me, who inherited some of Modeus's incomplete secret techniques?"
“Is this the funniest joke right now?”
“That’s ridiculous.”
The 'lady' said this with a smile on her face, but given her current appearance, the smile became even more hideous and terrifying.
What if you can't imagine it?
Then just imagine in your mind an image of a snake smiling at you, or the kind that keeps spitting out its tongue.
"You, Lord, have different choices."
“I inherited too little.”
"Whatever little there is, I'll use."
There was venom in the 'lady's' voice.
It's a natural jealousy.
It is also mixed with the viciousness of snakes.
A chilling coldness emerged from her snake boy, and a strange aura began to fill the surroundings.
It's poison.
The poison of the snake.
But the poison of 'Lady' was also added.
The former is deadly and silent.
the latter?
Lingering into the bone marrow.
Even the hard ground beneath your feet turned silently into nothingness after coming into contact with such toxins.
Large tracts of land began to disappear, as if they had never existed in the first place.
The 'lady' and the 'fisherman' are suspended in mid-air.
Skiffens Steinbeck was frozen in midair.
The 'Angler' felt the power of the poison with surprise.
"It's still possible?"
The 'Angler' murmured, but then shook his head.
"If it was before, this kind of poison would be effective on me."
"But now?"
"it's useless."
The 'Angler' raised his hand and said that he would use 'time' to dispel the poison.
But, 'time' is invalid.
No!
To be precise, the 'time' controlled by the 'fisherman' is invalid.
The piece of 'time' that solidified Skiffins Steinbeck is still there.
The 'fisherman' was startled.
The 'lady' laughed out loud.
"Accident?"
"Didn't I tell you that both you and the 'Lord' have choices, but I don't have any choice at all. I can only use whatever I have. It just so happens that in Modus's incomplete experiments and secret techniques, I happened to discover a piece of 'witch' power - specifically targeting Modus, and the remaining 'witch' power."
“This power is very interesting.”
"It's twice as hard to deal with anyone."
"But it can only be neutralized when dealing with Modus."
The 'lady' raised her hand and a crystal appeared.
The 'Angler' had a grim look on his face.
Most of his power was sealed.
The 'time' left by Modeus is completely gone.
The [career] he changed and developed on his own is still there.
But it was also affected a little.
This made him, who had just touched the rank of [Emperor], return to the level of [King], and this was fatal.
My lower back hurts.
Skiffins Steinbeck, who was supposed to be bound by time, somehow got rid of the restraints and stabbed the "Angler" in the lower back with a small dagger in his hand.
At the same time, a thin sword appeared in the 'lady's' hand and stabbed straight at her.
The 'Angler' lost.
Goethe, far away, was quite sure of this.
However, there was no joy on his face.
Even cold sweat kept oozing out from his forehead.
Because, the moment the crystal appeared, 90% of his power disappeared -
[Power Crystal: When the witches first discovered the Mad King, they made many of these crystals. It was not just a precaution, but the most important part of their plan. The Mad King's power comes from the witches. When the witches leave seeds in the power crystals, they will absorb that power and pass it on to the witches in the form of nutrients. The stronger the witches are, the weaker the Mad King will be. The stronger the Mad King is, the stronger the witches will be.]
…
It was obvious that the 'lady' lied.
In other words, the 'lady' also doesn't know the true purpose of the [Power Crystal].
But the words in front of Goethe told him what the [Power] Crystal was.
And his disappearing power told him that his initial vigilance was not groundless.
The power he obtained was truly flawed.
Without any hesitation.
Goethe began to retreat.
One hundred meters.
km.
Ten thousand meters.
After retreating a full thirty kilometers and completely out of Sack's range, Goethe felt his strength returning again.
However, the solemnity in Goethe's eyes was unprecedented.
He thought.
Afterwards, the wealth in the Steinbeck family space ring burned wildly.
The next moment, Goethe's heart trembled violently.
He looked towards—
Ring of the Mad King!
The Snake That Never Sleeps