The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

The king, now a skeleton, calmly addressed the approaching demon:

"Outsider".

Chapter 221 Let me see your true intentions!

Outsiders...

Upon hearing this address, Ning Feng's elegant smile deepened.

Feeling the burning gaze in the other person's eyes, Ning Feng knew very well that the meaning of the other person's words "outsider" was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The other person's situation is probably similar to Charlie's; they are yet another special individual who has discovered their own and the contestants' true circumstances.

Oops, we've been exposed.

How could I have been seen through so easily before I even opened my mouth?

This is truly frustrating.

Instead of pretending to be stupid, Ning Feng calmly accepted the fact that he had been exposed.

This is both a sign of respect for the king's intelligence and a sign of respect for oneself.

In this situation, it's best not to struggle and play dumb like a clown.

Yes, but it's really unnecessary; the other party won't believe it.

Besides, that would be too ugly and too embarrassing.

With a sigh of relief, Ning Feng smiled and nodded to the king.

Yes, I've arrived.

Speaking lightly, as if from a play, Ning Feng's emotions were not greatly affected by the bad start.

Ning Feng felt somewhat helpless about this turn of events, but it wasn't entirely unacceptable.

Let's see who they are!

He's the king!

They're legends!

Given their status, shouldn't there be some differences?

Even a bishop like Charles could realize the differences in the world, so why couldn't the king?

Moreover, the exposure of one's identity may not necessarily be a bad thing.

If he continues to use Charles's identity to speak with the King, it's uncertain how much face the King will give him.

The other party is a king, while I am just a subject, so I will inevitably look down on him without realizing it.

Foreign monks are better at chanting scriptures.

Regardless of the king's opinion of outsiders, he would at least treat them specially.

It doesn't matter whether this is special or whether it's positive or negative.

After answering, Ning Feng remained silent, slowly and steadily approaching the throne despite the pressure emanating from the legend.

Step by step, without ever pausing.

But the closer Ning Feng got, the more surprised he felt.

It's true that the other party is a legend; from any perspective, he felt that the other party was a true legend.

But he seems a little weak?

Ok?

Looking up seemingly casually, Ning Feng keenly noticed something amiss; he realized that the king's condition appeared to be worse than he had anticipated.

The other person sat on the throne, seemingly not posing, but rather recovering from the pressure.

The king appeared to have just been in battle and was not in good condition, in fact, he was in poor health.

"They fought before I arrived. Did someone get there first?"

Are they contestants?

Or is there another danger inherent in this world... a church faction?

Fine cracks were faintly visible on the skeleton, from which flashes of silvery-white electric arcs would occasionally appear, crackling and emitting wisps of blue smoke.

The largest injury is in the skull, where there is a tiny cavity running from front to back.

Even though he couldn't read emotions from the other person's skeletal face, Ning Feng could still vaguely sense fatigue in the air.

He was exhausted and desperately needed rest.

And most importantly, judging from the overflowing soul, the other party's soul seemed to be severely decayed, even to the point of being on the verge of complete dissipation...

Was he turned out this way because of the battle? Or was his soul already decaying?

Ning Feng did not know the real answer.

He was now curious as to why the other party would meet with him when he was in such poor health.

Is it arrogance? Or does he have a strong sense of self-confidence in his own abilities?

While Ning Feng was observing, the king was also scrutinizing him.

The two gazed at each other in silence, with only the flickering firelight behind the king illuminating their shadows.

This is the highest point of the palace. The dome overhead seems to have been shattered by lightning, leaving a large crack. You can faintly hear the sound of rain outside.

When Ningfeng stopped at the steps more than ten meters from the throne, Reinhardt finally spoke:

Why have you come?

Ning Feng tilted his head slightly and gazed at the figure sitting on the throne.

Beyond the sense of majesty, power, and terror, I unexpectedly sensed another emotion.

Lonely and desolate.

A man sat alone on the throne.

In a daze, Ning Feng saw a lonely figure wearing a crown superimposed on the skeleton.

Even though he has become a ghost, he has not lost his right to be a king.

Suppressing his thoughts, Ning Feng did not forget his true purpose.

Ning Feng tilted his head back, placed his left hand behind his back, and gently placed his right hand with two fingers together on his left collarbone, bowing slightly.

It is neither classical aristocratic etiquette nor the traditional etiquette of this country.

What seemed strange and novel to Reinhardt was not unfamiliar to the audience watching the scene.

Even if you haven't actually seen it, you've probably heard of this action to some extent.

This gesture is a classic ritual of the Watchers, and could even be considered a ceremony.

[The Will to Guard]

This signifies that at this moment, the Watcher who bows in the presence and gaze of others will begin to act on behalf of the Watch Council's will.

This is not a ritual that can be used lightly, because once it is used, any action taken will be seen as a representation of the Watchers.

In order to prevent the ritual from being misused, the conditions for its use and establishment are extremely strict, and the Watchers will investigate and evaluate it after each use.

But once successfully recognized, regardless of the user's identity or strength, they will represent the Overwatch.

His will and choices are the will and choices of the Watchers!

The other party doesn't understand the meaning, but that doesn't matter, as long as there are witnesses who understand.

Ning Feng was quite certain that there were many people watching his every move.

Then the ceremony was established.

After the ceremony, Ning Feng straightened up, showing no obsequiousness or servility towards the legend before him, and calmly spoke:

"Your Majesty Reinhard II, the Hero King of the Kingdom of Reinhard, I have come here to ask you a few questions."

The king remained silent, looking at the outsider with an ambiguous expression, waiting for him to speak.

Dressed in aristocratic attire, exuding elegance and nobility, the scene resembled that of a foreign nobleman paying homage to the king.

But the nobleman's tone was quite different; he asked:

"Do you know about all the changes that have happened to you?"

Even though their status and strength are completely opposite, Ning's silence was not a friendly question, but rather a condescending inquiry.

The king, however, remained silent.

"Have you tried to solve it? Have you wanted to escape all of this?"

Silence remained, and the flame in the king's eyes gradually dimmed, as if he was losing interest in the person who had asked the question.

Having taken in all these changes, Ning Feng nodded and finally asked:

"And one last question, do you need any help?"

laugh.

A spark burst from the flames behind the throne, exploding in the air with a sound that resembled a sneer.

Ning Feng didn't seem to care about this reaction. After a pause, he smiled.

"Or, to put it more bluntly..."

The soul cannot find peace, repeating the same life day after day for thousands of years.

Are you angry?

Are you just going to let her play with you like this?

come on!

Join me in raising the sword of revenge against the true culprits who caused all this!

The devil's malice spreads rampantly, whispering seduction: