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Under the angry gaze of No. 10, the loyal Shadow Guardian explained that those were the three examples she had just given to Yang Weiwu.

"Oh, juvenile delinquents."

[Yang Weiwu]'s definition of these three people is well expressed in just four words.

"Don't make it sound like they have the same choice!"

Number Ten roared.

"I don't know how you can read so much from just one word. Juvenile delinquents refer to teenagers who have violated the law. Considering that none of them are adults yet, I think the term is not an exaggeration. Moreover, most people who hear the term juvenile delinquent would not think that the crimes committed would be large-scale indiscriminate massacres. So, what are you angry about?"

"You mercilessly killed hundreds of thousands of humans and demons, most of whom were only related to one of your members by living in the same city. Even I, who believe that sometimes the life of one person can be equivalent to the lives of ten thousand people, think your slogan is ridiculous."

"Revenge? When you raise your butcher knife against innocent people, you should pray that you can die a little more comfortably in the end."

"That is……"

Number 10 was speechless. The only things she cared about were the children who were also members of the Abyss Trap. In her eyes, destroying the dark demon zone for the sake of those children was the right thing to do.

But the man in front of him said that no matter from an objective or subjective perspective, their words were equivalent to farts in his ears, just the whining of criminals.

Based on past experience, No. 10 would choose to use force to prove himself right at this moment, but this trick would not work for this man, because the woman who had easily defeated her beast and captured all the members of the Abyss Trap was standing next to him.

Reckless and impulsive actions only add to the jokes of the other party.

[Yang Weiwu]'s gaze fell on number six.

"It's your turn to answer my question, Hector."

The girl in the white dress had been watching in silence until now, and after Yang Weiwu called her code name, she finally spoke.

But her first words were not an answer, but a question.

"What's your relationship with that man?"

“What does this question have to do with my problem?”

"Your answer will determine my answer, so it is related."

The pale blue eyes met the azure eyes, and for a moment, No. 6 felt as if he was staring at something terrifying.

It looks like the starry sky, but also like the abyss.

Like darkness, but also like the sun.

Like an emperor, but also like a mortal.

It seems like one person, but also like... a group.

With a blink of an eye, the pressure on No. 6 dissipated a lot.

"…We have a relationship similar to that of the Flame Night Lords."

He replied.

"..."

Bloodline? Power? Or something else?

This topic was ambiguous and No. 6 found it difficult to judge for a moment.

But her intuition told her that the other party would not explain more to her.

"That virtual battle room... you wanted to give it to Aurora and Yang Weiwu. That's why you asked them to come here, right?"

"It seems that the hundreds and thousands of years of wandering on the earth were not in vain. You have indeed found the correct answer."

[Yang Weiwu] confirmed her guess.

"Well, why? I've seen countless people make countless choices, and generally speaking, they're all for the sake of getting something. But is there any benefit to you in doing this?"

Number Six asked.

"The Feast of Flame, a ceremony to revive the Fourth True Ancestor."

Yang Weiwu suddenly mentioned this ceremony that was closely related to the Yanguang Yebos.

"The three True Ancestors let their subordinates hold several base bodies as invitations to participate in the competition, and then they carelessly let the people in their territory be sacrificed as consumables for the resurrection of the fourth True Ancestor."

"It's just a part of the ritual to extract their blood memories and transform them through the power of magic. It won't be fatal."

Hector explained.

"Using more than six figures of precious human memory to bring back to life an animal that has been dead for who knows how many years, I think this behavior is on the same level as dumping nuclear waste water into the sea."

[Yang Weiwu] did not hide his contempt for the Fourth True Ancestor and those who wanted to revive him.

"I think only Japan in this world can support and actively provide a venue for something that harms others and does not benefit itself."

"But the resurrection of the Fourth True Ancestor is inevitable, and can't you profit from resurrecting him?"

Number 10 couldn't help but say.

"inevitable?"

[Yang Weiwu] laughed.

"What is inevitable?"

He looked at the shadow guardian beside him.

"Your will is inevitable."

The gentle voice revealed absolute will, and everyone present could hear the naturalness of it.

"Then let me answer another question. The only meaning of resurrecting a beast that has been dead for a long time is to serve as a stepping stone for the hero to embark on his own path. So I didn't directly destroy all the Flame Night Bos to stop the Flame Feast. I just let the few of you stay here and use this body to increase the energy contained in your original body to the average level of the matrix."

"I like to see the ugly face of a self-righteous guy when things get completely out of control, so I'm giving you a chance here."

"Participate in the Flame Feast, or get as far away from here as possible, and never come back."

"So, what do you three think?"

" "Three?"

Number 6 and Number 10 were startled, then turned around and looked at the blonde girl who had stood up at some point.

The consciousness of this body now belongs to a person named Aurora Florestina.

"Have you...been listening from just now until now, Twelve?"

"..."

The girl did not respond to her sister, her eyes fixed on the boy on the throne.

"So, the past of Shizuku and the others that I saw through sucking blood belong to your blood memory?"

"Yes."

[Yang Weiwu] admitted it.

"Then why don't you protect them?"

“Why should I protect them?”

“You were there watching! You, like Weiwu, spent three years with Shizuku and the others in this body! You—” Aurora became more and more excited, “You have the same face as him.”

The pale blue eyes looked at her somewhat coldly.

"Aurora Florestina, in your opinion, does a person's appearance determine his or her personality and behavior?"

The terrifying aura that No. 6 had seen enveloped the three Flame Night Lords at this moment, but it quickly dissipated.

"If that's the case, you'd better stay away from this farce. Joining in will only lead to your death anyway."

"I didn't understand what you were talking about from the beginning." Aurora took a deep breath. "Festival of Flame, ceremony, sacrifice, resurrection... and then you let us choose without telling me what these choices mean."

"If you leave Genshin Island, you don't have to participate in the Flame Feast and survive, but you will never see Yang Weiwu again. If you don't leave Genshin Island, you still have three months to live with Yang Weiwu. If you don't leave after three months when the Flame Feast begins, you will have to join the melee as a contestant and fight your sisters."

Ilitia had changed into a women's suit at some point and was writing and drawing on a blackboard with chalk in her hand.

"And with the total amount of magic power being roughly the same, your sisters have vicious abilities such as attack reflection, vibration, gravity control, dimension swallowing, time reversal, and causal severance. In comparison, your freezing ability looks really gentle."

There were patterns corresponding to the twelve zodiac signs drawn on the blackboard, with a word next to each.

For example, "Freeze" is written next to Pisces, "Cut" is written next to Virgo, and "Charm" is written next to Capricorn.

"And to say that you can defeat enemies whose abilities are far superior to yours and whose combat experience is far superior to yours with such ordinary abilities, sounds very much like something out of a hot-blooded boy's manga. What do you think, Aurora-chan?"

Aurora gritted her teeth and asked the question she was most concerned about despite the pressure.

"Why isn't there an option for Weiwu and I to be together?"

"I will not allow Yang Weiwu to stop here. In order for me not to regret everything I have witnessed, he must move forward. Either die at the Flame Feast, or die in another world. There is no third option."

[Yang Weiwu] said.

"What did Weiwu do wrong to make you do such a cruel thing to him?"

"everything."

Aurora looked at those cold blue eyes and suddenly felt a little cold.

"…Tell me everything you know about the Flame Feast, and I will attend it obediently."

"Oh, we didn't say you have to participate."

Ilitia said.

"But you want to make the best use of it, right?" Aurora said in a self-deprecating tone, "If you want Wei Wu to participate no matter what, then I won't shy away! So, in order to make those who have their own expectations for the Flame Feast even more uncomfortable, it's okay to give me, a person who has no chance of defeating you, some information, right?"

Ilitia smiled, walked happily to the throne, and hugged Yang Weiwu.

"What should I do? I love this child so much! Now, if she survives to the end, can I..."

The whispers in the boy's ear soon became so loud that no one except them could hear clearly, and Ilitia's beautiful face rubbed against the boy's face like a kitten.

"whatever."

"Great! Then I'll send this child back!"

Ilitia snapped her fingers, and the blonde girl in school uniform fell down. Then the figure of the shadow guardian gradually faded and disappeared.

"So, what's your response, both of you?"

"I will leave Genkami Island by myself."

Number 10 said coldly.

"I will attend the Flame Feast and witness everyone's ending."

Number Six said frankly.

"Then let's leave here first. Those who refuse to participate will find a way to leave. Those who want to participate will have to wait for about... three months. By then, the banquet will begin."

[Yang Weiwu] stood up, walked to Shizukuli's side, and folded her hands on her chest.

"Sleep a little longer, everyone. It's almost time to wake up from the dream."

Number Six watched his movements and someone suddenly came to his mind.

The figures of the two people gradually overlapped in her mind, giving her an absurd guess.

"Your name is..."

"The Shadow Emperor."

The boy interrupted her.

"You can call me Shadow Emperor. For people like you, nicknames are far more important than real names."

She stared at the boy's expression, which was more natural and casual than before and more familiar to her, and the thoughts in her mind gradually turned into affirmation.

"The Shadow Emperor——"

The sound was long and loud as if it came from the sky, and a figure fell from the sky - along with a giant sword over a hundred meters long.

A silver-grey sword appeared in the boy's hand, a sword with a hilt inlaid with pale blue gemstones that were the same colour as the boy's eyes.

The sword slashed in mid-air, and the dark sword energy penetrated the giant sword falling from the sky, causing a large amount of black mist to burst out.

Finally, the black magic note rushed out from the black fog and landed in his hand.

"Almost forgot to thank you for your contribution, The Blood."