I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1049, Section 1044: Words of Demons
Seeing that the demon had regained some of his senses, Ma En breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not let his guard down. After all, this demon warrior was already quite insane and could very well be quite cunning and treacherous.

Even if he shows weakness for the time being, you can't immediately believe what he says. Maybe this guy is actually trying to scheme against you in secret. You have to keep controlling the pace and direction of the conversation.

“I have no interest in your conflict with Godfist,” Ma En said. “I only asked him for help because I could find him. I asked you for the same reason last time. Don’t drag me into your game.”

"However, I can guarantee that he won't bother you again after I release you."

"On the condition that you don't become so sensitive about my contact with Divine Fist."

Hearing this, the Heavenly Demon's emotions calmed down somewhat again, but he still felt a little aggrieved and dissatisfied:

“Your relationship with him went beyond mere contact; you let him touch the martial arts I taught you.”

Marx and Engels said coldly:
"If the situation were reversed, I would do the same thing. It doesn't matter whether he changes your martial arts or you change his. The important thing is to solve the current problem."

How much do you know about the current situation?

Upon hearing the first part of his explanation, Tian's aggrieved expression dissipated considerably. It seemed that this explanation did indeed soothe his dissatisfaction to some extent, which allowed him to naturally begin to think when asked a question.

"How much do you know..." The Heavenly Demon first showed a puzzled expression, "I know I'm not really in front of you right now, but trapped in your mind, and I've fallen to this state because of the Divine Fist. I know I am the Heavenly Demon, an undisputed genius on the path of martial arts, and I also know..."

As he spoke more, his speech gradually slowed down, and his expression became increasingly serious.

"...What do I remember? I was beaten like this by the Divine Fist, but I can't recall any details of that battle at all, and it seems like I don't have much left in my mind..."

"Was this done to me by the Divine Fist?"

Marx and Engels asked:

What do you know about the Returnees and the Church?

The celestial demon asked in confusion:
"What you know is what you should know: the Returned One is the only deity in the world, He and His Church are the major powers in this world, and..."

"Wait, why do I remember them so clearly?"

He frowned:

"Did someone tamper with my memories? Was it these guys? Am I some kind of demon? So they did something to me, but I don't remember being a demon. I'm just a monster, and monsters shouldn't be considered demons, right? Or have they changed the definition?"

Marne did not reveal his inner joy, and continued to look at him calmly:
"Indeed, I didn't expect you to be able to detect this. The Church has indeed tampered with your mind. Although other things have done similar things, those are not important for now."

"However, it may be different from what you understand. This is not some kind of action against you. You can understand it as Heaven completely changing the whole world and bringing it into the situation where it is now under its control."

"Before that, Heaven and the Church were just an ordinary force."

Do you understand?

Faced with his questioning, the Heavenly Demon immediately retorted defiantly:

"Of course, I'm not stupid. This state of memory has basically pointed the question to heaven. I just can't guess what it is right away. Now that you've told me, it's easy to understand."

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Very good, your condition is even better than I expected, even better than Divine Fist." Hearing this, the Heavenly Demon immediately revealed a proud expression:

"Of course, I am one of the most powerful warriors in history. Do you know that almost all demons are affected by this transformation and eventually become some kind of bloodthirsty and crazy monsters?"

"Those who resurrected me wanted to use these characteristics to control me, but they had no idea that I had anticipated this would happen, so I created a gate a long time ago to protect my mind and ensure that I could maintain my mental state no matter what happened."

"Do you think a martial artist like me would willingly become a mad demon? If I lose my mind and true mastery of martial arts, I might as well lie in my grave instead of becoming a demon."

"Any skilled martial artist can never become a slave to power."

If what he said is true, then it does explain why he can remember so many things. And although the Heavenly Demon's expression seemed somewhat deranged, he quickly became no different from a normal person after Ma En really talked to him in detail.

Rather than attributing it to the effects of becoming a demon, it was more like he had simply been trapped in the painting for too long, and his pent-up emotions had reached a breaking point. Or perhaps, if one had to put it another way…

The Heavenly Demon actually showed a fairly stable emotional state; anyone else would have gone mad long ago.

Marx and Engels nodded:

"No wonder you can still remain rational. That's good. This gives us a chance to solve the problem. You should understand our situation now, so you know what you should do, right?"

Although he had doubts about the various aspects of the Heavenly Demon, such as whether it was his own illusion or whether it was really parasitizing his mind, and whether the Heavenly Demon possessed some kind of ability to operate in his consciousness.

But now is not the time to figure out all the problems; he needs answers more than questions.

The Heavenly Demon nodded:

"Now I'll help you get rid of this paradise that controls the world. In exchange, you'll find a way to resurrect me after you win, right?"

Marx and Engels nodded:

“That’s right, it’s a fair deal, and we both need each other’s help. In this situation, neither of us has any other choice.”

But the celestial demon asked with some wariness:
What if you lie to me?

Marx and Engels had the same question in their minds, but they didn't say it aloud:

"You already have the answer in your heart."

Hearing this, the Heavenly Demon also showed a thoughtful expression:

"Whether you're lying to me or not, in the current situation you are my only chance to survive. Heaven would never allow something like me to exist, let alone resurrect me."

“If I don’t help you, I’m likely to be destroyed by Heaven along with you. Besides, I remember the last time you talked to me, so I shouldn’t try to play any tricks on you.”

"Considering that you are probably one of the few completely conscious people in this situation, even God Fist's situation is not that good, and I am currently hiding in your head, you must be no ordinary person."

"So I can expect you to be strong enough to actually keep your promise, right?"

Seeing that he had explained the situation clearly on his own, Marx and Engels nodded in satisfaction:
"good."