I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 862, Section 857: A Lie Is Better Than the Truth
Arrogant words swept through the entire room along with the scorching heat.

D17 opens directly:
"sleep……"

The crackling flames, as if anticipated, engulfed her body, yet her voice still emanated through various organs, possessing remarkable penetrability.

"Sleep, God collapses, submit to King Gulama, leave our world."

Ancient languages ​​speak of equally ancient words.

But Marx and Engels couldn't hear.

“It’s useless.” He gave a contemptuous smile. “You have no idea what you’re dealing with. Of course, otherwise you wouldn’t be stupid enough to reach for my stuff.”

"Do you think that just because you have a tiny bit of power from that little golden man, you can challenge the King of Gods?"
"It's ridiculous."

The flames carrying His words fell upon D17. Although Marne had no ability to speak the truth or any language, they caused a subtle change in D17's mindset.

Marx and Engels then muttered to themselves:
"I've seen far too many arrogant guys like you. Do you think telling the truth gives you the power to act with impunity in this world? Even your Primarch wasn't this unbridled."

"As far as I know, there are many powerful individuals, whether active or hidden, who could easily defeat you."

"Not to mention you're still on my territory, this land has only one master."

These words were like bombs thrown into water, stirring up waves in the hearts of both D17 and Li Tinglan.

D17 did not continue its attack, but instead asked a question:
"What on earth are you talking about?"

Marx and Engels then said:
“You might question what I’m saying, if you were still alive, but I don’t hear what you’re saying right now because I know exactly how your abilities work.”

"I also know very well how to control you."

"Fortunately, I still have some use for you, so I'll give you a chance to speak. If you're not stupid enough to try and take advantage of this opportunity to attack me, perhaps I'll accept your apology."

"But you only have one chance."

After saying this, Ma En withdrew the flames that had deliberately avoided Li Tinglan.

And they regained their senses.

D17 stood firmly opposite him. Clearly, the attack that had just been significantly weakened could not cause her any particularly serious damage, which also proved that Maren's decision was completely correct.

However, the woman covered in silver powder had completely lost her composure.

She looked at Marne with a wary, doubtful, and suspicious expression.

Marne said:

"You can speak now..."

D17 glanced sideways at the unharmed Li Tinglan, then looked at Ma En:

"You are Sera."

She did not attack.

Mar and Eng nodded arrogantly:

"King of the Gods".

She asked, somewhat puzzled:

“If I remember correctly, Serane should have passed away, and you are a brand new god who was just born not long ago.”

Marx and Engels smiled dismissively:

"Then you should still remember that Seran was the most cunning god. But you're right, I am indeed not the Seran of the past. After all, he had no reason to pretend to have become another god."

"But I am not some newly born, ignorant god; I am the sun."

"Unchanged since time immemorial."

D17 thought for a moment, then showed a resigned expression:

"I'm sorry, I made a serious mistake. I thought..."

But Marx and Eng suddenly interrupted her:
"You're a soulless being, isn't that your reason for provoking me?" Seeing that his motives had been exposed, D17 was stunned for a moment and suddenly didn't know how to respond.

After thinking for a moment, she admitted:

"That's right, after all, we would threaten your survival."

Marx and Engels laughed:

"Threat? You overestimate yourself. You are nothing in this world. Do you know that the Titans underground have devices that can destroy all of humanity?"
"That device wasn't made by those crippled and flawed people now, but by their ancestors, who aren't even on my list of people I'm worried about."

Who do you think you are?

Upon hearing this, D17 lowered his head slightly and pondered:

"But you're saying this to me because you're worried about my abilities."

Maren said with a smile:

"No, it's me who needs you to do things for me. If it weren't for my unwillingness to get involved in company affairs, I would have turned into the sun and destroyed every inch of this city's soil long ago. Perhaps you have some self-healing ability."

"But you can't withstand being exposed to the sun day and night."

"Perhaps you and your colleagues don't realize it, but the company is not your tool."

"On the contrary, it is your master."

At this point, Marx and Engels once again showed disdain:

“I know what you’re thinking. The minds of you mortals are practically transparent to me. I can see right through your little schemes limited by your physiological characteristics.”

“You are afraid of me, so you are showing your teeth.”

"But I won't bite back just because you show me your teeth, because I am not you, and that's why I can forgive your occasional stupidity, after all, you are human."

"Although you have no soul, you are still human."

Upon hearing this, D17 frowned, but did not deny what Marne said.

Yes, she was indeed a bit too confident and nervous.

If that weren't the case, why would she suspect that the sun god wanted to destroy them, and why would she be so eager to launch a counterattack?

The current situation has proven that her hasty decision was unwise.

These seemingly arrogant words actually made D17 relax a lot, after the thing she was worried about turned into a real figure in front of her and started to have a sincere conversation with her.

Her worries almost completely disappeared.

Maren then said:

"If I wanted to kill you, I only needed to transform into the blazing sun and shroud the city for several days and nights. Even those with exceptional self-healing abilities would find it difficult to withstand such an attack."

"Besides, I can tell that your mobility is not particularly strong among those of the same level."

That's also a lie. Serane can indeed do something similar, but Marne can't sustain it for that long. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to worry about opponents like D17 who are good at protracted battles.

If D17 isn't killed by him before his abilities are exhausted.

Then it's very likely that you'll be the one who dies.

At least that's how it would be if they were fighting now.

In fact, D17 basically agreed with Marne's words. She knew very well that she was no match for this "Sun God in his prime".

But she couldn't just reveal her thoughts like that.

“Really?” D17 smiled, then retorted defiantly, “You don’t know what I can do right now. Do you think the Eastern Federation Corporation has no way to target you?”

"And you probably know that as long as I survive, I will become stronger and stronger."

(End of this chapter)