I really only stop

"……I have no idea."

"Just now you said [some things should be known to the parties as soon as possible]. The parties in this sentence refer to the Lord Demon King or you?"

"……I have no idea."

"—Didn't you see what the Demon Lord is thinking?"

The inexplicable anger in her heart became more and more vigorous, and Valier pointed vigorously at the position where Sicari was just now, without moving her eyes from Oedipus for a moment:

"Looking at her performance just now, it's obvious—"

"--enough!!!!"

Like a volcano under the sea that has been suppressed for thousands of years, when he heard this question, he raised his head like a man whose soul had been taken out, and the horrific intent in his eyes almost pierced Valier:

"Don't go on talking, do you understand?"

"!"

Vallier never thought that this man who was sometimes frivolous, sometimes lonely and sad would show such madness and despair like a trapped animal. For a moment, she froze in place, not knowing what to say.

Seeing her like this, Oedipus, who instantly regained his sanity, slumped on the ground as if discouraged, and lowered his head deeply:

"...Sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you."

"...some things that are held in my heart for too long will become thorns, which cannot be removed, but they have been deeply rooted there."

The anger caused by seeing the Lord Demon King leaving sadly has disappeared in the man's expression, and the patriarch lady who regained her composure sighed softly, and stretched out her hand in front of Oedipus:

"I can listen to you if you want."

"..."

Staring fixedly at the hand stretched out in front of his eyes, Oedipus was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed with no meaning:

"Ha, you just told me [The Batley family only studies plagues and is not responsible for psychological problems], and it didn't take long to become an expert?"

"That's not the case, but I did hear a lot from you in a semi-conscious state during the experiment."

Without taking back her hand, Miss Patriarch looked down at the man in front of her:

"Mother, Calamity and even the mysterious [plan]. Although it's just a few bits and pieces of vocabulary, I'm not completely ignorant. It's easier to get a clear answer from you than to guess wildly."

"...I can't tell, Wei, you're a bit of a gossip."

Sighing as if admitting defeat, Oedipus looked wearily into those gray eyes:

"Do you really want to know this? Sometimes, the less you know, the safer you are."

"Judging from the current situation, I have obviously become a part of your [plan], so naturally I can't talk about safety. Moreover, I am not far away from the 'living tomb'. Considering this and my character, you can rest assured to say anything you want to say, there will be no risk of leaking."

When mentioning her own death, she didn't waver at all, and Valier's voice was still so flat and cold:

"Give me the truth, for me, and for yourself."

"...You are really good at persuading people, Wei."

There was no more conversation, and Oedipus just held the hand extended by Miss Patriarch in silence.

It's not redemption like 'Colored Black'.

It's just the cuddling of two people who know that they are not far from the "destined ending".

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"...that's the whole picture of the matter."

After a whole afternoon of narration, Oedipus finally told the patriarch lady everything he had experienced.This was the first time he told others unreservedly. When the epilogue fell, the boulder somewhere in his heart seemed to be lighter.

That's right, it didn't fall to the ground, but it seemed that another person reached out from below to help him reduce the weight of the boulder.

Talking out won't solve anything, he knows that.But she was right. After she said it, she felt a little more relaxed.

"...So that's the case, I understand."

As expected of Miss Batley, the patriarch who is known as an iceberg genius, even after knowing the whole situation, Viriel did not panic as Oedipus imagined.

On the contrary, her first reaction was to look sideways at Oedipus, with a slightly imperceptible arc on her lips:

"So, the reason you are willing to tell me the truth is not because I persuaded you, but because you heard that I was about to enter the 'living tomb' and felt that it was impossible for me to expose your secret before you finally spoke? What an indifferent man."

"……Feel sorry."

Unable to refute this, Oedipus lowered his head:

"A mother needs to be 'known' to exercise her true power. I don't want to tell anyone what I've been through if I don't have to."

"The words just now were not mocking you, and you don't need to apologize to me."

Stretching out her hand to gather the drooping silver hair behind her head, a trace of concern flashed imperceptibly in Valeria's gray eyes:

"The reason why you want to create [Perfect Plague] at your own expense is to erase the fallen elves from this world?"

"Well, [completely erased]."

Speaking the appalling content in a calm tone, Oedipus looked at the gift box in his hand that was wrapped with extra care:

"As long as there are 'believers'—or [agents], it is impossible for my mother to be defeated. She is too good at disguising and blending in. If she doesn't kill them all, she will only end up in [Bliss]. Thousands of years ago People made unimaginable sacrifices, but they didn't do it completely, and I can't make the same mistake again."

Although the current seal of the elves has become extremely powerful after being transformed by the mother, it is still the [Dharma Seal] in essence.If the Batley family from the Demon Realm possesses unique talents, there may be a way to create the expected [Perfect Plague].

As long as all the elves are wiped out, the mother who lost her proof of existence can only disappear in this world, and then, she, she can...

Reaching out to unpack the gift box, what appeared in front of Oedipus was a brand new mask.

In all fairness, the masks are not as delicate as the ones sold in stores.But the guy who made it was extra serious and worked really hard to do his best.

Just touching the surface of the mask, Oedipus naturally saw that person secretly making gifts for him while the war was taking a break, and imagining his surprised expression and smiling.

...No, don't think about that.She's gone, we'll never see each other again.

That's it.

Gently put the mask on his face, and after a long silence, Oedipus put it back into the box.

Then, he looked sideways at the gray-eyed beauty beside him, and the corner of his mouth revealed a smile that couldn't be distinguished from the real one:

"The story will be over, let's continue our experiment."

Chapter - 41 Result of 3/50

Everyone said that pain would prolong time infinitely, but in repeated experiments where even pain was ignored, a full ten months had quietly passed.

The human-devil war has undoubtedly come to an end, and the previously empty base camp is filled with wounded soldiers day after day.Even in the rear, you can still easily smell the extremely tense smell in the air.

The sporadic local wars have all been suspended, and neither the empire nor the Demon King's army is standing still.This by no means means peace, and both sides are gathering strength.

Accumulate enough power to crush the opponent's throat and completely win the first battle.

However, in the corner of the base camp, in the Patriarch Batley's residence where time seemed to have stopped, inhuman pain and torture were still going on.

"The plague launch has begun."

With a plain announcement, the gray-eyed patriarch lady picked up a bacterium that ordinary people couldn't see from the bottle, and gently placed it on the seal shield opened by Oedipus.

Then...

"[Secret Technique Plague Proliferation]."

A burst of invisible fluctuations swept across, and the dark green symbolizing [death] quickly spread on the seal protection like a ignited flame.

The plague, which has been modified countless times, is targeted at what can be called "lore". The moment the dark green mist came into contact with the seal, the originally vibrant seal quickly turned black and shattered, and then the mist poured into Iraq in a crazy manner Dips body.

"!!!!!!!!!"

A painful distorted cry sounded out instantly, and Oedipus witnessed with his own eyes that his originally clean and smooth skin quickly withered and festered as if it had been poured with strong acid, and large swaths of blood sprayed out from his body regardless of location.At the same time, all the organs in his body were tightly twisted and entangled, the organs failed, and the blood vessels ruptured.

Consciousness was blurred like being hit by a heavy hammer, the world in front of him was full of snow-white light spots, and his ears were ringing and buzzing.

so painful...

This time... it seems like I'm really going to die...

"The plague is withdrawn!!"

Just when consciousness was about to shut down, an anxious cry sounded in Oedipus' ears like the sound of heaven.The next moment, the burning and pain subsided like a tide, and a cool feeling poured into the internal organs through the nasal cavity. For a moment, Oedipus seemed to have reached heaven.

However, he could clearly feel the beating of his heart.This means that he did not die as he wished.

"...failed again?"

Turning his head with difficulty, Oedipus's eye sockets were sunken, and a disfigured smile appeared on his mouth:

"It's okay, Vi. We still have time—"

"—No, it worked this time."

"?"

Gently wiped the sweat off Oedipus's forehead with a towel, Miss Patriarch's tone was still so flat, but there seemed to be a different kind of emotion in the subtleties:

"The only reason you can survive is the half-human blood in your body, the plague against elves can only have 50.00% effect on you. However, even with this remaining 50.00% effect, if I didn't kill the plague just now Withdraw, you will also be killed by it in two seconds."

For the mixed-race Oedipus, it can be said to be fatal, so the answer to what this plague means for real elves is obvious.

"...So that's the case, I didn't expect that I could save my life."

Closed his eyes slightly, Oedipus revealed a wry smile:

"Is this luck...or misfortune?"

"It's always good to be alive."

Lifting the extremely weak Oedipus from the bed, Valier, who was also only wearing simple clothes, didn't seem to care that the man had a panoramic view of her beautiful figure:

"What are you going to do next? Let me remind you in advance that although the perfect plague has been completed, the problem of its reproduction speed and spread has not been solved. The scope of the elf holy land is very wide. I want to use this little plague to wipe out all the elves. It's as whimsical as taking a vial of poison and pouring it into the sea to kill all living things."

"I have thought about this for a long time, and finally came to the answer in the pain of a certain experiment."

Lifting his bony right hand to his eyes, Oedipus stared at it:

"When the plague entered my body and I struggled with life and death, I could clearly feel that these plagues were also 'alive'. Although they were not visible, they were devouring my flesh and blood for reproduction In themselves, they have life."

"For a person who is not of the Batley family, it is not easy for you to have this kind of cognition. Even in our family, there are not many people who insist that bacteria have life."

Shaking her head with a little emotion, there was a trace of doubt in Vallier's eyes:

"But what if you know this? You can't make a human woman produce dozens of offspring in an instant, and bacteria are naturally the same."

"No, of course not in humans, but probably not in bacteria."

The sense of powerlessness brought about by the plague has gradually faded away, and Oedipus struggled to stand up:

"As a species whose level of life is much lower than ours, [reproduction] and [replication] are just a kind of ability for bacteria. They don't need to consider the issue of raising offspring, and they don't even know whether they have 'offspring' .As long as enough energy is obtained, they can expand, reproduce, spread without limit...and eventually destroy everything."

"The question is, where do you get your so-called 'sufficient energy'?"

Faintly felt that the man named Oedipus might have surpassed his own understanding of bacteria. In addition to being amazed, Valier still did not give up asking:

"Even if your hypothesis is true, it takes a lot of energy to instantly spread this little bit of bacteria to a density that is enough to kill. I may try to gather all the people in the clan, but your 'mother' will definitely not give us this opportunity."

This is what Vallier has been wondering about.

Oedipus didn't want to assassinate a certain person alone. The plan of carrying a bottle of plague into the holy land of elves and falling down sounds good, but in fact it is impossible to realize due to the dosage problem.

However, it is impossible for him to bring many helpers.Otherwise, it will be prevented by 【Calamity】.

From the very beginning, exterminating the elves with the plague was an impossible plan.Even though Oedipus's will has been confirmed, Valier sometimes couldn't help but wonder if he just wanted to seek death through experiments.

If he doesn't have a workable plan—

"Of course there is."

As if seeing through Miss Patriarch's thoughts, Oedipus shook his head:

"Bacteria are life, and the power directly related to life in the world has a wider spread besides the seal of the elves."

"That's right, its name is [Holy Light]."

Chapter -42 3/50's plan

Hearing this, Valier was completely stunned.

Holy light?