I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Unforgivable, unacceptable, unacceptable—Modorano Night Journey cannot accept, nor can it accept, such a truth.

He preferred to accept himself as a tool of the indescribable being before him, because that was simpler and more direct.

But the harsher truth is that while one may have a sense of self, it is not a strong one.

Everything he thought he knew was just a child's delusion, and he was so engrossed in it like a clown that he didn't notice anything amiss.

It's absolutely ridiculous, absolutely absurd.

O Motara Night Walker, all your self-righteousness is so ridiculous and laughable; it all stems from the delusions of a child.

The most talented Onmyoji? The strongest Seeker of the Dao? Hah...aren't these things only natural? It's only natural that Mikado Ryusui would have such expectations and that this was all planned out.

Everything, and indeed everything, that has been accomplished so far in the Night Journey, has turned into a mere castle in the air.

How could Modoro's Night Journey possibly accept such a fact, such a cruel truth, at this moment?!

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Motara's Night Journey: Father?

Lei Zhe glanced sideways: "Based on the facts, you should be calling him Grandpa."

Yumen Ryusui: Yes, Lord Yagyō~

Motara's Night Walk: What kind of grand investiture of six kingdoms is this?! Aa ...

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Chapter 51 Lei Zhe: Little bro, what's your system style?

Your life is a joke, your life is an illusion, and your self-righteousness is something given to you by others.

No one can remain calm when spoken to like that.

Modoro's situation during his nighttime journey can be described as that of a frog in a well; the vast sky he sought was actually just a small place.

Nightwalker cannot deny this shameful fact, because this is him, his most authentic self, the truth of origin he seeks.

but.......

"Why!? Why did this happen!? I can't forgive myself, I can't accept it, I can't believe it!!!!!!!!!"

Modoro went mad and insane during his night walk. His supposedly strong willpower and inner strength proved utterly vulnerable in the face of this 'illusory' truth.

The divine power of death erupted and surged around him, and the once elegant and composed Onmyoji had no rationality left in his eyes.

His madness left many viewers stunned, though some also expressed understanding for Modoro's madness during his night walk.

After all, the truth about this kind of thing is really hard to accept.

[Alucard]: Ha, I never expected the origin of this Grim Reaper to be so bizarre. It sounds quite surprising to vampires.

[The Bard]: The origin of the Yama god who controls death is actually born from a little girl's delusion, which no one would have imagined.

【Black Reading Princess】: Moreover, Matara Night Walker, whose personality was formed from delusion, even became a god. Isn't that delusion too powerful and outrageous?

【Little Lucky Grass King】: The true creator is the being before Yagyō, but the other party did not create the being of Matara Yagyō. Instead, it was created by Mikado Ryūsui, who had always been by Yagyō's side.

【Scumbag Fox】: Tsk tsk tsk, this story twist is really amazing. I didn't expect that little girl, Yumen Longshui, to be so well hidden.

[Old Demon King]: I only just realized that Ryusui Mikado's ability to manipulate the future he desires is the same ability that allows him to shape and create the Nightwalker.

【Möbius】: Incredible power! During the fourth day, the Nightwalker faction had a woman with the potential to manipulate things, a swordsman with the ability to sever conceptual slashes, and someone who could manipulate calamities. I never expected that they would also have the ability to make wishes directly.

【DIO】: Manipulating the future he desires... That little girl used this ability to create a powerful and genius being, and he became the God of Seeking the Way.

【Dumb Goose】: Uh... Is this Yumen Ryusui sure he didn't create his own ideal other half?

【The Gray Witch】: Huh!? Create your own other half? That's outrageous. But looking at that Mikado Ryusui, he seems to be a night-walking lackey, obeying his every word. What is this? Praising the existence you created yourself?

[Bishop of Destiny]: On the surface, Modoro Nightwalker seems to be the one who controls the Dragon Water, but the truth is that Modoro Nightwalker is the one who is controlled, and he is completely unaware of it. How interesting.

【Eye of Extinction】: At this moment, she is so crazy, she has completely lost her mind. But that makes sense. Anyone who knew the truth about this would go crazy, right?

【Gap Witch】: Especially for those with strong self-esteem and pride, this truth can be said to have turned all of Modoro's abilities, life, arrogance... into foolishness.

.................

Most viewers, if they put themselves in the other person's shoes, can easily understand the madness of Modoro's Night Journey.

After all, on the previous day... specifically the fourth day, Fujii Ren had also fallen into a state of self-doubt and extreme despair.

Fujii Ren couldn't be sure if she had her own will, and couldn't take her long-held persistence as her own will, after all, she was a creation of the gods, and also a plaything.

Everything you believe in is actually predetermined by the gods; your efforts are meaningless.

Just thinking about it made Fujii Ren's heart tremble.

Similarly, Modora no Yoru is the same; he has a stronger sense of self-respect and pride than Fujii Ren.

When such a person experiences self-doubt and self-collapse, it is far more intense than when Fujii Ren was in a negative state.

At that time, Fujii Ren was doubting herself, but Mary was there to help her, and all her emotions were saved by Mary.

What does the maddened Night Walk of Modoro before Rezhe need?

"Anyway, it won't be me. Let women handle things like comforting men."

Lei Zhe shrugged helplessly, saying something that sounded both lazy and like he didn't want to get involved in anything else, before spreading his mental power, which spanned a full twenty-four dimensions.

When the spiritual power touched the deathly might of Modoro Nightwalker, it directly caused it to dissipate like mist.

As if that thing had never existed in the first place, the desire (color) that Modora experienced and controlled during his night walk became a blank, turning into a misty illusion.

"Huh!? My Tai Chi... my Tai Chi has disappeared!?"

With the source of power that was one of the pillars of his confidence gone, the maddened Modoro Nightwalker became even more listless, looking at Reiji with disbelief in his expression and eyes.

Even if the other party is one's own father, there shouldn't be such a rule that arbitrarily deprives others of the formation of their desires (wishes), right?

Can something like that really be taken away?

"Why are you using your limited thinking to judge whether I can do something 'impossible'? I believe I can, therefore I can do it."

The blurry, indescribable humanoid figure in front of him began to tremble violently. In the blink of an eye, as Modoro Yagyō's pupils contracted, the figure's appearance changed to Mibu Sojirō, then to Kujō Shiori, and then to Mikado Ryūsui.

The existences from Modoro's Night Journey memories are constantly changing, and each existence is indistinguishable and indistinguishable.

The other person not only transforms into another person's appearance, but also their desires, Tai Chi, laws... are exactly the same.

Finally, the opponent transformed into the form of Yama, exuding an incomparably powerful aura of death. The divine essence of Yama, the King of Hell, manifested before the weakened Yama, and Yama (Leizhe) spoke indifferently:

“Since it originated from me, then it is me. All living beings are me, and I am all living beings. Since they are beings that are derived from me, I can let go of them, and naturally I can also take them up.”

I give you freedom, and I can control you again. If you don't want to be an independent individual, then become me again.

Reiji did indeed strip Modoro of his Tai Chi, but if the guy can pull himself together, he can naturally regain his Tai Chi.

As for why?

The path that has already been traversed has simply been pushed back to the starting point. Following this path that we have groped our way out in the dark, is it not possible to return to the end (Tai Chi)?

"One last question for you: Do you still want to live?"

Using the appearance of Modoro Nightwalker, Reiji looked at the weak and powerless Nightwalker in front of him with a calm and indifferent gaze, and issued an ultimatum: "If you feel that your life is vain and meaningless, then die here. I can recreate a Modoro Nightwalker and throw him back, so that he can cover up your existence in the mortal world."

Having said that, as if to prove something, with a thought, the waves crashing against the vast and boundless ocean of the world separated into droplets, which then formed a dense array of human figures before his eyes.

Nightwalker's eyes widened. Before him were countless Nightwalkers with their eyes closed, each radiating an incomparably powerful aura of divine might.

This means that every Matara Night Walker here is a god seeking the way of death.

Reiji himself learned a lot of good things deep in the Throne of the Great God, the most valuable of which was AEON, known as the Eternal Radiance.

The existence that can be built upon the foundation of Razor's impressions becomes stronger and more real the deeper the cognition and understanding.

For Lei Zhe, who was breaking through the limits of seeking the Dao and dominating the world, cognition and understanding were nothing.

Similarly, what he produced cannot be called a counterfeit.

After all, where can you find a counterfeit that's better or more powerful than the real thing?

"I......."

The power of Razer was directly dispelled, which brought him back to his senses. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. To be honest, he had a moment of suicidal thoughts, but after hearing Razer's thunderous words, he was completely brought back to his senses.

If he doesn't want to live, then he will create another Nightwalker, one that will replace any trace of his own existence.

Don't think that Razer can't do it. Even without his original power, Razer can still control the entire God Throne Universe.

Apart from Narakuga, there was no one he could take seriously.

Modoro, having fought alongside Matilda, naturally understood the power of the concept of "existence," and his father's words were not a joke.

"Enough, enough. The one who tied the knot must untie it. You accepted the truth that originated from me, so go find the other truth, my child. Your father is very disappointed in you. Go now!!!"

Reiji, who could see into the mind of Modoro at night, saw that the guy in front of him had come to his senses and no longer wanted to comfort or advise him.

Reiji, using the appearance of Modoro Nightwalker, gently blew a breath at the other party. In just an instant, the other party seemed to have been hit hard and screamed as he was sent flying.

"Ughh ...

Bathed in a breath of wind filled with childishness and helplessness, Modoro Nightwalker felt as if he were an insect thrown into a toilet. The wind, powerful enough to shake the earth and the heavens in countless universes, blew Nightwalker away.

Since the other party had already cleared or dug a path, they didn't crash into anything during their nighttime flight.

However, the wind was so strong it almost blew his body apart. With blood spurting from his body, Ye Xing flew against the flow of the God Throne Singularity Cave toward the God Throne's present-day universe.

Mary, who was discussing important matters with the Mercury Serpent, was suddenly attacked by a powerful gust of wind.

The two immediately looked around and saw the cave dug out by the Night Walkers, from which a violent divine wind was spewing forth.

They both saw the figure flying backwards with a scream, but the wind was too fierce and violent for them to react or stop it.

Boom, boom, boom! ! ! !

At this very moment, the entire universe beneath the God Throne territory was bathed in this storm surging from the depths of the God Throne Singularity, causing the entire God Throne Galaxy to tremble.

What greeted the eyes of countless viewers was the scene of the diverse star bubbles of the God Throne's personality being swept away.

All the audience members looked somewhat dazed, and their lips were stiff.

After all, all that caused such a fierce commotion was a single, gentle breath from someone.

This alone is enough to prove that the other party's strength is unfathomable.