The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

We have no past grudges or recent animosity, so surely we shouldn't give them absolutely no hope?

"Shall we make a deal?"

“If you spare me, I will voluntarily shed the self-consciousness within my divinity.”

"Otherwise, you won't get a single thing!"

At worst, we'll both perish.

Having attained a divine position in the realm of sorcery, she herself is an extremely cunning being.

Such a person cannot put all their eggs in one basket; she has many, many backup plans.

The current compromises are merely a matter of not wanting to give up the soul needed by this current incarnation.

In order to achieve greater success in the great war to come, a complete soul is essential to the gods.

"If you spare this incarnation of mine, I..."

Snapped!

Ning Feng slammed the divine sword, which was temporarily serving as a gavel, again and angrily rebuked:

"How dare you! You have the audacity to offend me!"

Clown of Deception: ? ? ?

"Guards! Drag him away and beat him to death with sticks! Turn him into beef balls and feed him to the dogs!"

"...Whatever, it was just a joke."

His facade of acting didn't last long; he said with a smile:

"My friend, you need to understand your place."

"Just kidding, but do you really think you're the emperor?"

With a sneer, he leaned back, looking arrogantly at the stunned god.

“Your identity has never changed from the beginning; you are just an arrested criminal with no bargaining power over me.”

The chains formed from darkness tightened relentlessly, constricting fiercely around the goddess's body, attempting to crush her.

It gradually devoured it, dragging it into boundless darkness.

Clown of Deception: !

?

In the midst of the overwhelming, uncontrollable despair that surged within him, a mocking voice suddenly rang out:

" Figure out your own position."

The sound was like a pair of hands in the waves that pulled her out of despair, and her consciousness returned to reality.

Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion; the man was still sitting behind the desk, smiling and looking at him with a grin.

"Your questions are quite pointed, but since you've brought them up, I'll mercifully tell you."

With his arms crossed and elbows resting on the table, Ning Feng smiled and said:

"Let me answer the second question first. I do want something from you, but not what you're talking about."

Ok?

If you don't want divinity, divine office, or authority, then what do you want?

This answer did not relieve the Trickster; on the contrary, it made him feel even more pressured.

If she doesn't even want these, then what is it that she truly desires?

Is there anything beyond these things in me?

"........."

After a moment of silence, she looked up and asked uncertainly:

"Do you want me? Do you want to enslave me?"

Enslaving other gods is not without precedent. As long as one's power is strong enough, it is possible to take other gods as one's servants.

Some pantheons band together for mutual support, while others are formed by the chief god forcibly binding other deities to his chariot.

laugh.

Upon hearing this, Ning Feng scoffed and waved his hand.

"Are you kidding me? What would I need you for? Do I need your loyalty? Besides, do you even have loyalty?" "You've joined three different pantheons, but you betrayed them all in the end, haven't you?"

Three surnames... no, you mean three-surname slaves, right?

“I know what your divine office and authority are, and I am also very clear about your past. I don’t think a deity in the realm of sorcery would really have loyalty.”

Clown of Deception: "So what do you want?"

You don't want this, you don't want that, what do you really want?

Smiling, Ning Feng looked at the charlatan and replied with a smile:

"I want everything except your non-existent loyalty."

Clown of Deception: ?

what?

“You misunderstood something. I said your answer was wrong, but I didn’t say those things weren’t included.”

"Or rather, what you've said isn't enough."

Ning Feng said:

"Those things about clergy are naturally a given, so don't get your hopes up."

"Don't think your resistance will make much of a difference. I never intended to get your permission through peaceful means."

"If you want to struggle, then struggle. Hopefully, you can add some fun for me."

The Clown of Deception fell silent, his head bowed as he processed the other's words.

No loyalty, no submission...

Finally, she raised her head, looked at Ning Feng once more, and asked:

"who are you?"

She considered one possibility regarding this problem.

An impossible possibility.

In response to her question, Ning Feng calmly replied:

"To other people, I have many, many identities: prophet, leader, lover, and so on."

"But for you gods..."

Staring into the eyes of the trickster clown, he said:

"I am an Avenger."

"I am the blade of revenge this world has inflicted upon you."

Chapter 570

"The world's...revenge?"

The atmosphere in the space was tense. The clown kept looking at Ning Feng, while Ning Feng calmly looked back.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, it opened its mouth:

"Hehe... I think I know who you are."

Ning Feng shrugged indifferently and said casually:

"If you guessed it, you guessed it. I never intended to hide it anyway."

The space fell silent again until an untimely burst of laughter rang out.

"Pfft! Hahaha! There's such a thing!?"

"This is actually true? I see! I see, hahaha!"

! ”

"Ha ha ha ha!

! ”

The clown, bound by chains, knelt on the ground, but her expression was unusually joyful, and she laughed heartily.

She didn't resemble a prisoner about to face despair at all; instead, she seemed like a clown laughing hysterically on stage.

"Is that so? Hahahaha!"

! ”

The clown of trickery laughed maniacally, uttering cryptic words, his chains trembling.

During this process, Ning Feng did not stop it, but just smiled and watched it laugh wildly, a faint smile on his lips.

The gods are mocking themselves.

And he silently echoed.

It took her a long time to calm down, but she still seemed extremely fervent.

"Then come on, take everything you want!"

Intrigued, Ning Feng gave an "oh" and asked with amusement:

"Oh? You're not going to resist?"

"No! I will fight back with all my might, and I will never let you get everything you want so easily!"

The clown laughed maniacally, making no attempt to conceal his true thoughts.

"But likewise, I won't run away!"