Free Web NovelChapter 638: Chapter 637 I Will Kill You Again_1
Late that night, Aiden lay on the recliner in his office, staring at the ceiling without any intention of closing his eyes to rest.
In recent days, he had been harboring deep concerns, which made it difficult for him to fall asleep.
However, for him at the moment, not sleeping actually wasn’t much of a problem. Not to mention sleep, in fact, he no longer needed basic life activities such as eating and drinking. He just had to use the divine word "Return" to reload his body to an optimal state in an instant.
Upon reaching a certain height of power, Aiden found that the abilities of most saints were entirely sufficient to transcend common mortality.
As for the true dominators, Aiden had so far encountered the goddess of conspiracy and the dreamer. From a mortal’s perspective, their authority powers virtually reached the effect of a "wishing machine" after becoming dominators. The authority of "Existence" could create anything within the dominator’s knowledge, while "Wisdom" and "Desire" could directly utilize power to change the state of the Spirit, fulfilling it.
According to the dreamer, under the premise of eternal life, long-term existence in such a state would twist a dominator’s will, including diluting any lingering mortal thoughts such as a sense of morality.
The dreamer also asserted that Aiden would become like them after becoming a dominator.
But after an accidental hint from Abigail and Qiqimora’s few questions, Aiden had an idea that gave him a new understanding of the dreamer’s assertion and the other’s two hints.
Only a dominator can contend with the power of a dominator...
The goddess of conspiracy once approached the authority of "Hatred," but failed once...
Actually, these two statements were somewhat contradictory. If only a dominator can contend with the power of a dominator, then it must require the power of authority to cause the goddess of conspiracy to fail.
Of course, Aiden believed that this might also have to do with the goddess of conspiracy’s own whimsical actions; after all, she was the goddess who willingly sealed half of her power just to experience an unknown outcome.
On this basis, Aiden recalled what the goddess of conspiracy had told him: as long as he obtained authority or experienced death once, he could unlock the memories sealed deep within his consciousness.
Further contemplation reminded Aiden of a conversation between the former Aiden and Melifilia – the content of which was a blank in his memory, but the conversation itself was indeed real.
The content of the conversation was likely part of the memories that had been sealed.
Once again, Aiden stirred these elements in his mind, allowing them to collide with each other.
He had actually gone through this process many times already. Not because he gained nothing, for in fact, after several conjectures, Aiden had vaguely touched upon an answer.
However, this answer was not so easy for him to accept, which was why he kept recalling those clues and deliberately doubting himself over and over, trying to find a flaw in the answer.
Yet this time, without any new intelligence, Aiden still touched upon the exact same answer.
He withdrew his thoughts and sat up from the chair.
If countless verifications yield the same result, there truly wasn’t much reason for doubt.
At that moment, the door to the office was knocked.
"Veronica?" Aiden asked aloud.
After Mr. Bloodcoat disappeared, Aiden simply took up residence in the prison. Under normal circumstances, he should’ve already left work and gone home to sleep by now. The prison’s tasks wouldn’t find their way to him unless something special occurred in the core area, and Veronica was the person on the night shift in the core area today.
"Chief, prisoner 3020 is requesting to see you immediately," Veronica said in a hushed voice.
Aiden furrowed his brows; it sounded like the goddess of revenge might have sensed something again.
"Bring her over immediately," Aiden replied.
...
A few minutes later.
"That damned maggot just showed up!" As soon as the goddess of revenge entered the office, she got straight to the point.
"You sensed him?" Aiden asked.
According to Aiden’s speculation, Mr. Bloodcoat should have been avoiding the goddess of revenge’s sensing by hiding in the netherworld.
But Aiden believed that, before assaulting him, Mr. Bloodcoat would emerge from the netherworld at least once.
Just as the goddess of revenge couldn’t sense Mr. Bloodcoat in the netherworld, it was likely that Mr. Bloodcoat couldn’t sense his hiding place either.
Before launching an attack, Mr. Bloodcoat would most likely confirm his position first.
"It was just for a moment, and then he was gone, but the sensation was very clear because it was close," said the goddess of revenge, tapping her head and then pointing towards a direction, "It was to the east, about ten to twelve kilometers away, I guess."
Just as Aiden had anticipated, smelling danger in Spruce City, Mr. Bloodcoat chose to move to Silvertown. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
The recent intelligence passed to him by the Inquisition also indicated that a mysterious cult was quietly rising in several villages in the outskirts of Silvertown.
Aiden immediately recalled the range mentioned by the goddess of revenge and overlaid it with the map of Silvertown.
He suddenly froze for a moment.
Within this range, there was a place that had made a "profound impression" on him – the place where the former Aiden had been killed by Mr. Bloodcoat, which was also where the current him began this Chapter of his life in this world.
Although the range was still quite vague, Aiden believed that Mr. Bloodcoat had appeared right there.
This was an undeniable provocation, akin to a declaration of war clearly signaling, "I will kill you again."
"He’s coming soon," Aiden said.
"That scheming bitch who orchestrated this whole farce will surely want to come watch the final act. When the time comes, you’ll have to resolve your issue with her," the goddess of revenge suddenly flashed a sly smile. "Make your decision, kid. Help me return to my divine throne. Without my help, you won’t stand a chance against her." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
The goddess of conspiracy had once failed – The sentence once again floated through Aiden’s mind.
Yes, it was time to make a decision, Aiden thought.
"Alright," Aiden murmured.
"Oh? You’re quite straightforward this time," the goddess of revenge raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by Aiden’s quick consent.
"I have conditions..." Aiden said.
"Those things you promised me before? Don’t worry, I’m still finding this prison stint rather interesting; I’m not tired of it yet, and I won’t bother you for the time being," the goddess of revenge followed up.
"Not that. I have other requests that need fulfilling," Aiden waved his hand, "You might only be able to do it after you have returned to your divine throne. So, I will assist you as much as possible."
