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"The Night King, an undead zombie who has lived for countless years, possesses immense strength and terrifying immortality, allowing him to accomplish many unbelievable feats. Most famously, he nearly assassinated Queen Lilia Lilith of the magical girl world of Velie. He was later defeated by Lilia's specially developed sunlight-emitting magic, but he was still not sealed or killed. His greatest wish is to truly die. And currently, the only one capable of truly killing him is Lord Eucliwood Hellscythe."
"Huh, to actually die? There really are people who have that wish? I thought it only happened in novels!"
Hyoudou Issei was quite surprised by the Night King's wish. Generally, wishes only appear on great demon lords, such as—
I'm so awesome, I want to find someone even more awesome than me to kill me, but I seem to be too awesome, I've already killed everyone else, so I need to train someone even more awesome to kill me.
Then the protagonist suddenly appears, and the Demon King sends out his minions to hone the hero. During the final battle, the hero suddenly discovers that the Demon King is a great beauty, so he uses his hero's staff to completely defeat the Demon King and they live happily ever after.
"Because he calls him a zombie, it's just a figure of speech. You can think of him as a powerful being with self-healing abilities who is practically immortal. But since you, as the superior of the vampire ninjas, are leisurely explaining things here, then someone should have taken care of the Night King, right?"
After explaining, Rias looked at Hoshikawa Kiroro, who bowed slightly in response:
"As expected of Lady Rias. Just as you guessed, the one who went to deal with the Night King was also a zombie, and that zombie... was a male in magical armor. And his relationship with Lady Helsing is very close, so I guess only he can persuade Lady Helsing to truly kill the Night King."
When he mentioned "male", Hoshikawa Teruo paused slightly before continuing.
Zombie? I remember Ayumu Aikawa introduced himself like that during the last operation.
Hyoudou Issei thought to himself.
"A demon-clad boy... This guy is really something. Would you mind giving me a hint?"
Rias was taken aback when she heard the words "Magical Boy".
In a sense, this guy is quite talented.
“No problem. That zombie who works part-time as a demon-armored boy is Ayumu Aikawa, a classmate of Issei Hyoudou, the host of the current Crimson Dragon Emperor.”
His butt is very nice.
These were the words that Hoshikawa Teruo thought to herself.
(Note that although Hoshikawa Teruo is an idol, she is a butt fetishist! She is especially fond of Aikawa Ayumu's butt...)
"Eh! It's that Aikawa guy... Wait a minute, what does that demon-suited boy mean?"
Seemingly realizing something, Hyoudou Issei couldn't help but swallow hard.
"The magical costume only has a female version. The so-called magical costume boy is just a man wearing a magical costume girl's outfit."
"Eh!"
It turns out that my classmate and comrade-in-arms is a cross-dressing pervert!
Although I had seen Miru Tan, the muscular man in women's clothing, before, it was for the sake of my devilish performance that I had no choice but to do.
"Minister, the Gate to the Underworld is almost completely gone."
Himejima Akeno spoke up to remind everyone that only a tiny bit of the Gate to the Underworld remained in the sky, and the eerie music gradually faded away.
"Ah, this way it can be released—what's going on? Why is the Gate to the Underworld open again?!"
Just as Hoshikawa Teruo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw the gates to the underworld reopen and almost choked on her breath.
How many times has this happened? What's going on? Are you crazy?
"What beautiful music! It almost put me to sleep. I am Banya, the Grim Reaper, and a servant of the great Hades, King of the Underworld. Young man, the music you just played greatly pleased Lord Hades, so now—"
A cute girl with long, dark purple hair, golden eyes, and the face of a middle school girl, dressed in a black robe and holding a scythe, flew out from the gate of the underworld and stood in front of Chang Yan. Before she could finish speaking, Chang Yan interrupted her.
Benia, a half-death god and half-human, rebels in the future because she cannot accept Hades's actions and becomes a member of Sona's Familia. A die-hard fan of the Dragon Emperor Hyoudou Issei. Her rank is Knight.
"Your underworld has the souls of those famous musicians, right?"
"Oh, yes, there are."
Banya seemed surprised that Chang Yan dared to interrupt her, the Grim Reaper, but she wasn't angry.
He's so handsome and good-looking, let's forgive his disrespect a little.
"Here, this is the sheet music. Those great musicians are sure to play it better than me. Why don't we have them play it for Lord Hades? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"Hmm, what you said makes a lot of sense. Well then, thank you, young man! Oh, by the way, what's your name? As a reward, I'll help you be reborn into a good family after you die."
"Then thank you very much, Lord Death. As I always say, may you have a safe journey, Lord Death. Bye-bye ┏(＾0＾)┛."
Bye-bye ┏(＾0＾)┛.
Chang Yan bid farewell to Banya with a smile and walked into the tower after the gates of the underworld closed.
When no one was watching, Chang Yan's face immediately turned extremely gloomy.
Death? How could I possibly die?
I absolutely, positively will not let this happen.
Absolutely not!
Absolutely not!
Chapter 244 The Gate of Truth, The Silent Sacrifice
(Hearthstone is nerfing cards again. Poor Aviana, Mana Wyrm and Happy Inventor. The Inventor suffered the most, she was the only one who got a two-mana buff, turning 5 mana into 7 mana...)
(Evolutionary Shaman: MMP! Did you hear me?! MMP!)
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"400%!"
"Then this side is 500%!"
"600%... Why, why can't you understand that feeling of not wanting to hurt your friends!"
Enraged, Aikawa Ayumu unleashed a power exceeding 600% of human limits, delivering a vicious punch straight at the Night King.
"700%!"
As an undead zombie who has lived for an unknown amount of time and has an incredibly rich combat experience, the Night King would have countless ways to defeat Aikawa Ayumu. However, here, he is only using the power that belongs to a zombie.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that from the very beginning, he never used any of his abilities other than the death energy of zombies.
He had learned magic, witchcraft, Yin-Yang techniques, Taoist arts, natural magic, and so on, but he could not find a way to truly sleep peacefully.
Only excellence can bring him eternal peace.
He blocked Aikawa Ayumu's heavy punch with both hands, and then delivered a 700% power whip kick that sent Aikawa Ayumu flying into the wall, where spiderweb-like cracks appeared.
"You've only just met her, so what do you really know about her?"
The Night King seemed somewhat annoyed, but there was also a different emotion in his tone.
Hiding nearby, Chang Yan glanced at the Night King with a hint of pity. "Sigh, what an ignorant fellow, daring to give the protagonist a chance to spout nonsense."
This poor kid actually said something like that to the protagonist. I bet 5 cents that this guy will be blasted into an idiot by the protagonist's verbal attacks, and then be killed by the protagonist's soaring combat power with one punch!
As expected, Ayumu Aikawa struggled to his feet and punched the Night King in the face. The powerful force caused a huge gash to open on the Night King's neck, and Ayumu Aikawa's arm made a sound of bones breaking.
"Yes, that's why I'm so annoyed! Why didn't you try to understand Yu, who knew you so long before me? 800%!"
"Yu's smile is the cutest face!"
"Clap!"
Two heavy punches landed on the Night King's face again.
Do you know what Yu's favorite food is?
"Clap clap clap clap clap..."
A barrage of Ora punches landed on the Night King, a truly gruesome sight.
The blood on the two of them had long since formed a pool, but no one cared.
"It's not like I willingly acquired this power, yet I have to desperately try to survive!"
"Clap clap clap..."
"I absolutely will not allow someone who has given up on life to say they understand her!"
Filled with questions and anger, Aikawa Ayumu unleashed his most ferocious punch.
"Snapped--!"
The final punch pierced the Night King's skull.
Aikawa Ayumu's fist was stained with white and red liquids, as well as various fragmented pieces of body tissue.
Behind Ayumu Aikawa, a petite figure appeared, tightly embracing him.
—The source of everything, Eucliwood Hellscythe.
“One day you will understand the pain of not being able to die. So please, even then, don’t resent Eucliwood.”
As dusk fell, the Night King made his final plea to his descendants and kin.
Alright, looks like this is none of my business.
Having read this far, Chang Yan already knew what would happen next; the overall situation was already decided.
Under Eucliwood's incantation, the Night King peacefully closed his eyes and transformed into specks of light.
After revealing their true feelings, the two finally embraced.
Tsk, never mind. I was originally thinking of going out to say hello, but now it seems... I'll just stay out of it.
I've acquired two strange items; I wonder what they are. I'm really looking forward to it.
After revealing a smile in the corner, Chang Yan turned and quietly left.
(System, initiating artifact summoning, use both summons.)
(Initiate artifact summoning, obtain artifact - Gate of Truth, Silent Sacrifice)
(The Gate of Truth: the root of all things, recording the ultimate truth of all phenomena. Once you enter this gate, you can obtain all the knowledge you desire, provided you pay the right price.)
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Oh my god, I'm so tired!
Although the system's introduction was minimal, it didn't diminish Chang Yan's astonishment.
In terms of prestige and functionality, this thing can outshine all the other oddities you own.
But this so-called price is very heavy.
The so-called immortality and super regeneration simply do not exist in the face of the Gate of Truth.
Once you pay the price, like losing an arm, it's as if your arm has been severed from the line of death by the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception—
No, this is more serious than the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. No matter how strong your regenerative ability is, no matter if you are immortal or not, once you pay the price, even if time is reversed, your arm will never come back.
Of course, this so-called knowledge means you can have whatever you want, even knowledge that allows you to become the master of the Gate of Truth. But... what will the price be?
However, I remember that Yog-Sothoth's incarnation was the Gate of Truth, after all, He has the honorific title of "Key to the Gate".
I think it should be fine...
Let's ignore that for now and look at the next strange object—
(The Silent Sacrifice: Countless sacrifices, countless prayers, countless silences, countless acts of despair, countless cries, and that last, faintest hope. This artifact is a one-time use artifact and can be used as a sacrifice in any ritual.)
(Note: This artifact cannot be paid as a "price" to the Gate of Truth.)
Tsk~
Chang Yan was initially thinking of some clever tricks when he saw the first message, but the second message shattered his idle fantasies, and he couldn't help but scoff.
There doesn't seem to be anything special right now, so let's keep it for now and take it out when we need it later.
As the saying goes, he lay on the bed with a touch of melancholy. Well, to put it simply, neither of these two wondrous items were currently usable.
The first issue is that the cost is too high, and the second issue is just a double-edged sword—it's neither good enough to eat nor good enough to throw away. Never mind, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable.
Sigh, never mind. Even though I don't need to sleep, I should still take a short nap. I'm so tired.
And so, Chang Yan closed his eyes and fell silent.
Chapter 245 The Gate of Truth and the Transmutation Circle