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Chapter 930, Page 925: "I'm not here" (Seeking monthly votes~)

The celestial demon revealed a suspicious expression:
"What do you mean?"

Mar and Eng explained with a smile:
“You’re right, you’re not someone I should offend Divine Fist. If I really came back to release you, he would definitely kill me on the spot, unless…”

"I made a deal with him, and he agreed to let me release you. I will also guarantee that you will not be able to upset him again after you leave here. You will lose a lot of things, such as the opportunity to threaten the martial arts world."

"But you will also have many things: eternal life, a free body, the ability to breathe air, to taste delicious food, and the possibility of returning to the path of martial arts. As long as Divine Fist is alive, you will never be able to return to the original path of martial arts; that would only be a path to your own death."

"I believe that if you are given the opportunity, you will definitely be able to forge your own path in martial arts again."

"Think it over carefully. Any situation is better than what you're in now."

"You don't always encounter reality distorters."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Demon fell into a deathly silence, completely unprepared for the man before him to suddenly offer such tempting terms.

Just a few minutes ago, he thought he was playing his usual games.

However, at this moment, he may be facing a crucial decision that will determine his future.

He pondered:

"Why me? If you go to Divine Fist, he shouldn't be stingy with his help. You know he's a very kind martial artist to his juniors, and he values ​​any talented martial artist."

"Moreover, you don't even need to doubt or worry about what tricks he has played on your martial arts. Since there is no contract or agreement binding you, aren't you afraid that I might poison your martial arts with some kind of poison?"

"I didn't intend to do that, but aren't you worried?"

After he finished speaking, he looked doubtful.

Clearly, what he was really worried about at this moment was that Maren had ulterior motives; perhaps he wasn't a reality warper at all, although if that were the case, his demands shouldn't even be valid.

But he was still worried...

After all, this was an opportunity he had been longing for but could not obtain.

Marx and Eng smiled with great infectious enthusiasm:
“Your suspicion is correct, but I cannot seek help from the Divine Fist.”

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I simply can't do it, because I'm not even here."

The Heavenly Demon looked puzzled:

"What do you mean?"

There was something chilling about Marx and Engels' smile:
“I am a reality disruptor, remember? I said I am very good at reshaping reality, so what you see in front of you is not something completely real, but the result of my power.”

"To be precise, you could say it's true, but I'm not. I'm not here. There's no reality warper like me in front of you, and no one is talking to you."

"What is happening right now is something that has not yet happened, has never happened, will not happen, but is destined to happen. Nothing in front of me is reasonable, and you don't need to try to understand it."

"Just know that I am your only chance."

This statement is of course a lie, but Maren did not make it up himself. He borrowed a lot from descriptions of those destined to return and combined them with his own special circumstances to create such a perfect lie.

The Heavenly Demon's unpredictable expression also indicated that he was frantically contemplating the scene before him.

He quickly asked:
"So, I didn't speak to you anymore?"

Marx and Engels nodded:

"So I'm not worried about God Fist at all. Although I don't really intend to release you right now, even if I did, it wouldn't matter to me, because like I said, I'm not even here... I don't even exist."

If it were an ordinary, sealed evil demon king, he probably wouldn't understand what Maren was saying at all.

But Tianyao was, after all, a well-informed martial artist who knew many martial arts were equally unreasonable, so he wasn't entirely unable to accept or understand what he was hearing.

Yes, he could indeed be in front of you, yet not actually there.

This also fully explains Marne's request; otherwise, he shouldn't have made such a request to himself, because it was completely unnecessary, and what he asked for was not something universal.

What he wanted was a martial art that could, and could only, be learned by such a reality-distorting person.

In other words, if he is not a reality warper, then there is absolutely no benefit to his behavior.

Only in this way is it reasonable.

Realizing this, the celestial demon cast a greedy glance at him:
"How can I trust that you will release me?"

Marx and Engels replied:
“You’re right, ‘trust me’ is the answer. You don’t need to do anything else. For me, releasing you is just a piece of cake. You are the devil in the eyes of the world.”

"I am just a reality distorter who is interested in martial arts, and I have no reason not to keep my promise."

"And although I'm not here, Divine Fist is here, so I can't give you any real promises."

"You just have to trust me."

He spoke with unusual certainty.

The Heavenly Demon nodded:

“You’re right, I can only trust you. I’m the sealed monster, and I’m also the one more likely to lie in this deal. So, here’s the question…”

"Why should you trust me? Aren't you worried that I might 'poison' your martial arts, forcing you to find me again, and then I'll use that to threaten you into releasing me?"

Marx and Engels smiled, as if they had heard some kind of absurd laughter:
“I am a reality warper. I can even make this conversation never exist. If necessary, I can make you never exist. Of course, I won’t do that.”

"You can try poisoning me, forcing me to release you, and then beg me not to be able to easily reverse or erase the effects you caused, and actually come to find you and plunge you into endless torment."

At this point, Mar and Eng looked at his picture frame, their smiles even more devilish than the other man's:
"The Divine Fist is not good at torturing enemies. Such behavior seems almost merciful to me. Eternal pain? That's just a child's trick. I believe you have the strongest will as a martial artist."

"But I can separate your mind, your strength, your character, your soul, just as I can easily separate the poison from knowledge, I can take away your will."

"And I know far better ways than pain. Of course, after I take away your most important parts, the recurring pain and the fear of pain alone would be enough to destroy you."

"But that will only be the beginning. You feel bound right now? I can implant a suffocating pressure directly into your soul and strip you of all the power to fight it."

At this point, Ma En looked at the completely silent Heavenly Demon and revealed a genuine smile:

"So, you can choose to toy with me, and then pay a price you can't even imagine right now, enduring a thousand times more torment than you're experiencing right now, or..."

“You can offer me help, and then patiently beg for divine mercy.”

"The true god."

he said with a smile.

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