I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"Huh? Why do you all suddenly attack me, an ordinary scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken?"

"An ordinary scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken? I have never seen an ordinary scholar stand up after being struck by my axe."

Hartz looked at the other party with disdain. Even though his body had been divided into two halves, he still stood and talked to him as if nothing happened.

Even in the cross-section of the body, no internal organs can be seen, only the twisted black shadow of disaster squirming in it, symbolizing ominousness.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I don't feel much in this body right now. I didn't even notice that it was cut open. Please wait a moment -"

Owens moved slightly and put his body that had been separated vertically back together. With a surge of calamity in his body, he became intact again.

"I think I disguised it well. How did you find out? Oh, was it the beeping sound just now?"

Owens said without seeming to take the two heroes in front of him and the outside investigators seriously at all.

"Is it a new type of detector developed by the Federation? No, I haven't heard about it. It should be developed by Atlas Institute or the Conservancy? It's really interesting. I thought it was related to [Fragments of the World]. You can't detect it at all, it seems you are still careless."

"But what's the principle? Did the guys from the Stargazer Club finally find a way to upgrade the Eye of Atum? Or did I reveal something? No, it's also possible that you discovered it through research on the miracle of No. 15. Some special data?"

"Owens, now you still have a chance to surrender. You know, the Administration has blocked the island, and your method of hiding yourself has also failed. You have completely lost. If you tell the truth, you may suffer less. Or do you think you can escape from my hands?"

Hartz gripped the battle ax tightly. If the opponent behaved suspiciously again, he would attack again without hesitation.

It's not like he hasn't done things that are difficult or impossible to kill.

It’s just a different approach.

"Lost? Yes, that's right. In your opinion, when I was discovered, it already heralded the failure of all my behind-the-scenes plans - but is this really the end?"

Owens smiled, but under his glasses, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Why do you think I blatantly agreed to your investigation request and never even covered up my whereabouts because I was confident in my own hiding method?"

Owens looked at the two [Heroes] in front of him and said sincerely.

"Although as a scholar, I should have nothing to say to those of you who do not seek the truth. But it is because I consider myself a smart person that I understand it more clearly. In any case, I am just a scholar and a person who is being taught by today. A scholar who is bound by federal jurisprudence. Of course, my vision is limited. Non-professionals can never compete with professionals. I don’t think I can escape the search of professionals like you, so from the beginning, this so-called Hiding measures are nothing more than a cover-up."

"So guess, why do I dare to appear in front of you two so openly? Don't I know how many containment methods the containment association has for things that cannot die?"

"You don't need to interrogate me. I can tell you my purpose now."

Owens turned his head, took two steps, and looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study to the sea view in the distance.

"First, stuff the information into the second-hand instruments that idiot Stanley is looking for on the black market, and then use my years of conflict with him to oppose him in parliament, forcing him to jump out on his own and act as a cover-up for me."

"You should all have guessed the above, otherwise you wouldn't show up here. But I think you may not understand yet, why is my purpose?"

"The purpose is actually very simple. I am just doing what a scholar should do. That is, research."

"Don't you think it's unfair that miracles are only in the hands of a few people?"

"Ha! Fair?"

Hartz said with a contemptuous taunt.

"You are just pursuing selfish desires in the name of fairness."

"Yes, but what does that matter? I have only one purpose, and only that one. I just want to thoroughly study the power of [Miracle]. However, Atlas Academy rejected me! How dare they reject me?!”

Owens looked ferocious, and the calm look he had not long ago was completely gone.

"It's obviously you who have selfishly cut off mankind's access to miracles and hindered my path to seek truth. Now you actually say that I'm selfish? But it doesn't matter. Fortunately, I am quite self-aware. I am indeed quite selfish. "

"So, it's not difficult for you to imagine what I will do after I learn about the [Artificial Miracle Project] 30 years ago and the [Soul of the World] ten years ago."

Owens shook his head, as if regretting it.

"What a pity. The believers of [World Soul] have tried their best, but their goal is to become the slaves of the gods again? How ridiculous! Shouldn't we use the gods to bypass Alaya's characteristics to study the so-called [miracles] 】Real change brought about?!”

"As long as I reveal that god again! I can lead everyone to embrace miracles again! At that time, the world will return to the age of gods! The false peace now is just your lie, and the so-called [heroes] are nothing but people. Evil hypocrite! Only true conflict from miracles can lead mankind to the path of truth!"

"Do you want to resurrect [Gaia]?"

Fu'er, who had been silent for a long time, asked again.

"This is something that is impossible to do. As a scholar, I think it is impossible for you not to know. An existence at the level of the Mother of the World is definitely not an existence that can be promoted by the miracles of one person and two people. Even the [Savior of the year] ] still exists and cannot do this.”

Fu'er stared at the flamboyant Owens in front of him, frowned, and asked.

"You are lying, what is your purpose?"

"Oh? It seems that not everyone here is stupid. But why should I tell you?"

"Because No. 15 is still on our side, your plans can never avoid his presence. Otherwise, you have no reason to show your face at all."

"Well, you are right. Indeed, as long as I want to resurrect [Gaia], then no matter what, I need people like NO.15, who have miracles but are not restricted by Alaya. But why do you think NO. .15With you, I can’t complete my plan?”

Owens pushed up his glasses and smiled teasingly.

"Why do you think my purpose is still deeply hidden by me?"

"?"

"I mean, is it possible that my purpose was obvious from the beginning?"

Fu'er could feel that the aura of disaster emanating from the other party was growing more and more. Could it be that the other party's plan had been completed?

No, if it is really completed, then there is no need to still talk nonsense with them here.

Fu'er stared at the "mad man" in front of him, with a bad suspicion in his mind.

Could it be that his purpose——