Four Split Personalities

This was enough.

Even if he had known those interesting pieces of information in advance and could directly penetrate the truth, he could only commend the other’s approach.

Of course, deserving commendation didn’t necessarily mean he had to actually offer it because it was pointless...

Everything was pointless, whether it was her or anything else, it was all superfluous.

That was all.

He grabbed the Cloak of Cold Resistance, which was thoughtfully folded next to the blanket, dispelled the surrounding distortions, and silently left his own tent.

A moment later

"Sir?!"

Dao En, who was fiddling with a heating demon-energy plate in the tent, widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the Sin Knight who had quietly appeared behind him, and exclaimed, "Why are you here today...?"

"We’re already here, I can’t keep sleeping like before."

Mo smiled as he interrupted the other, walked over to Dao En, and looked down at the tin demon-energy plate carved with two Low-Rank Fire Elements gathering arrays, curiously asking, "What’s this?"

Dao En shrugged, shook the two eggs in his hand with a smile, and replied, "I was just about to prepare some breakfast for Lord Arthur. It must be inconvenient without a single servant around him. Just last night, I saw his lordship personally go into the woods to catch some game, um... Of course, it’s now yours, please wait a few minutes, I’ll have it ready soon."

"No rush, my dear housekeeper."

Mo gently took hold of Dao En’s wrist as he was about to crack the eggs, smiling slightly, "Eating right after waking up isn’t a good habit. Would you be interested in joining me for a walk or something? Since his lordship has decided to postpone the meeting until ten to accommodate me, we should have time to go for a walk."

Dao En immediately set down the plate and eggs, wiped his hands, and while skillfully bending down to adjust the hem of Mo’s cloak, he answered, "It would be my honor, Sir."

"Good, then let’s set out."

"Yes, where would you like to walk?"

"Haha, let’s go a bit further, did I ever tell you that I had a habit of jogging in the mornings before I was injured?"

"No, Sir."

"Well, now you know."

"Yes."

...

Fifteen minutes later

Game Time AM07:29

Kurtira Valley, unnamed slope

"Hu Ha... Hu Ha... Sir, has your injury... healed already?"

Dao En, who had been briskly following behind the Sin Knight and only stopped when the latter did, then collapsed to the ground sweating profusely, as the distance was quite long for an ordinary person who had barely touched superhuman powers, and keeping up with the other’s pace was even harder.

Of course, this level of exercise was nothing for Li Fo·Astur, the Acting Agent of Sky Pillar Mountain and the Spirit of Abel of the Sun Dynasty; however, his current identity was Dao En, and it was necessary for Dao En to show signs of fatigue. Only by doing so, assuming the other truly was ’Apocalypse’s Shadow’, could he avoid being exposed...

"Stand up and speak, I know this level of... heh, this level of exertion is nothing to you."

Draped in the Cloak of Cold Resistance and clothed in black noble attire, the Sin Knight chuckled softly, turned to his puzzled-looking housekeeper, and nodded slightly, "You guessed right, it’s me."

"Sir...?"

Li Fo, feeling a chilling shock to his core, suppressed his emotions as naturally as breathing, looking utterly astonished yet logically asking, "What are you talking about?"

"Just stating facts."

Mo’s eyes, hidden behind the mask, appeared dead and dim, contrasting starkly with his slightly upturned lips and his calm, gentle voice.

"Sir?"

Before the seemingly all-consuming, assimilating black eyes, Li Fo’s hands began to tremble slightly. This action undoubtedly fit the identity of "Dao En" well, but even he himself did not know whether this was a pretense or...

"You are a perfect actor, you’ve even turned yourself into ’Dao En’ and almost deceived everyone." Mo gently snapped his fingers, and an eerie, intangible fluctuation immediately dispersed. It spread to several miles away from the slope where the two stood before it barely stopped, "It’s a pity that you haven’t fooled yourself, so naturally, you can’t fool me."

"Your... your excellency... I admit that ten years ago I really was a bandit up north... and I killed many people, but now I have already..."

"Hm? Had you also prepared for this aspect?"

Mo casually interrupted the other, speaking indifferently, "It was hard work, but the resume you just mentioned, I’m not aware of it, nor am I very interested."

"Then you..."

"I am the ’Apocalypse’s Shadow’ that you, His Majesty William, and the Grand Duke Fossai have been looking for."

Mo looked calmly at Li Fo, who stared back in astonishment, and spoke with a conversational tone, "You were very right to suspect. The person who slaughtered Banther City was me, the mastermind behind Fala Osis’s death was me, the one who facilitated the deaths of Conda·Bo and Vitum·Bo was also me, that’s all."

"You..."

Li Fo finally dropped the pretense and stood up with a grave expression, asking word by word, "What do you want to do?"

"This has little to do with the main topic of our conversation, Dao En, or perhaps I should call you by some other name? Never mind, it’s not important."

Mo shook his head slightly as his aura gradually transformed into something indescribable, filled with a deadly voidness. His smile had completely faded, and even his ’existence’ itself seemed to have converted into some form of intangible, malicious material, a kind of pure malice that transcended madness, evil, and destruction, far beyond what any sentient being could emit.

It was as if a rule or ultimate truth, devoid of any emotion, repelling all existence.

Unrelated to good or evil, unrelated to strength or weakness, unrelated to order or chaos.

A phenomenon that the world could not accommodate, nor could be accommodated by the world?

Li Fo forcefully suppressed the increasingly absurd thoughts in his mind, and with a firm will, he managed to clear his mind, escaping from the thoughts that were spiraling towards the abyss.

Danger!

Far more dangerous than what had been described in the prophecy!!!

He must kill him, he must kill him, he must kill him!!!

[Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!!!]

However, in the next second, Li Fo’s eyes began to redden and tremble as he raised his hands, his voice almost unrecognizable as he bellowed, "Vanish..."

"Calm down."

Mo slightly furrowed his brows, then looked up calmly at the increasingly dark sky, slowly placing his right hand on his mask, "Do not disturb me..."

In the next instant, Li Fo’s hand, which was gradually gathering violent strength, drooped softly, and he looked at the Sin Knight with a bitter smile, "Are you so confident you can kill me here without revealing yourself?"

"Yes."

Mo nodded, pointing his index finger steadily at Li Fo and said calmly, "Of course, I can."

Despite it being only one finger, Li Fo felt a chilling terror in that instant, as if what he was facing was not a person, but some sort of imminent apocalypse close at hand.

"When did you discover my identity?"

He sighed gently, raising his hands to signal his temporary lack of hostility, and asked with a somber expression, "Why didn’t you just kill me?"

He did not ask what Mo wanted to do again, not only because the other had no intention of answering, but more importantly, he suddenly did not want to know the answer at all.

"If it’s the identity at Sky Pillar Mountain, I knew that as soon as you entered the Sin Duke’s Manor, as for why I didn’t just kill you..."

Li Fo’s Adam’s apple moved with difficulty.

"Of course, it’s because you are quite valuable in many respects... Mr. Soul of Ab, born for revenge."

Chapter Five Hundred Seventy-Five: The End