Endless Debt-Chapter 809 - 265: Narrative Hierarchies

The world was so dark, endless clouds seemed to form a black dome, completely covering this land, blocking out all sunlight.

Yet in this extremely dark world, Bologue could clearly see the surroundings—despite the absence of any source of light.

Soon Bologue realized this was the blessing from the story power, in the tale of "Night Hunter," the hunters, after undergoing a magic potion enhancement known as the "Trial of Night," possessed powers and recovery ability far beyond ordinary people, and they themselves also possessed some night vision ability. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

As the familiar attire appeared on his body, along with the return of the resentment bite, Bologue could confirm that everything he was experiencing now was indeed the continuation of the Joyful Garden, for which Asmodeus thoughtfully retained some of their Identity Cards.

No... maybe this had nothing to do with Asmodeus, but rather Ewen’s words taking effect, but regardless, Bologue knew very well what they needed to do now.

The daisy sea swayed before him, after getting used to the thick smell of blood, the fragrance filled Bologue’s nostrils, creating a strange sense of confusion, the towering castle was so close, it was far larger than Bologue imagined, a faint light emerged from the stone windows, and thinking about Ewen living alone in such a place, Bologue couldn’t help but feel a wave of loneliness for him.

"Do we need to kill Ewen if necessary?"

Palmer was sorting out his firearms, while trying to summon Ether, "You said, he is the narrator of the story, kill him, then this madness will end, right?"

It was a difficult decision, but also one that Bologue and others could not help but consider, as what awaited them ahead was not just the twisted story, but also a sinister Devil.

Bologue couldn’t guarantee whether he could seize Ewen’s soul from the Devil’s hands.

"I don’t know," Bologue shook his head, "I don’t even know what will happen if we kill Ewen."

Will reality shatter and stop? Or will it expand into complete disorder?

Aimou’s body emanated a faint glow, her soft skin was no more, replaced by a layer of cold metal, she marveled to Bologue, "The limitations on power are great, but not completely sealed."

At this moment, Bologue also tried to summon Ether, the Ether intensity of the Prayer Believers was weakened layer by layer, and now obeying Bologue’s power was limited to about the First Stage Condenser, and even lower than the normal Condenser intensity.

In terms of body feeling, Bologue’s own power intensity was close to the state before the implantation of the Alchemy Matrix, relying solely on Soul Shards to drive Ethereal Skill.

But however weakened, it’s better than nothing, if back on the Dawn they had possessed certain Extraordinary Power, successive events wouldn’t have tormented them so miserably.

Aimou transformed herself into a Steel Body, it was unknown whether she could continue using the Blessing freely as she delved further, it’s best to face danger in the most complete posture now.

"Let’s go."

Bologue gestured to the two of them, gripping the resentment bite, wading through the flower sea as tall as their waists.

...

"The hunters arrived at the outskirts of Daisy Castle, they prepared themselves, advancing vigilantly..."

The typewriter stopped tapping, as if waiting for Ewen to continue writing, Ewen looked nervously at the flower sea outside the glass window, but the rampant growth of vines had completely covered the place, beyond the darkness, Ewen saw nothing.

The story continued sliding towards darkness, Ewen did not wish for Bologue and others to appear here, it was a story doomed to decline, no one could survive.

His hands slightly twitched, Ewen tried hard to strengthen his will, he could be in despair, but should not bring this despair to Bologue and others, Ewen tried to believe in them, placing hopes of a miracle on Bologue.

"Daisy Castle is covered by mutated rampant plants, the hunters cannot break in through the main gate, they progress around the castle, encountering many wandering demons."

Ewen tapped the characters while muttering softly, his story was "real," Ewen needed to write based on reality, the two sides affecting each other, completely tearing apart the foundation of reality.

"Fortunately, the hunters resolved these demons, and they subsequently discovered a hidden passage..."

Upon writing this part, Ewen suddenly paused, the hidden passage was also real, but now he did not know what the area leading to that passage had turned into.

Asmodeus sat on the extending steps, his hands propped up his head, wearing a faint smile on his face.

At the other end of the steps, Belphegor leaned against a nearby bookshelf, full of confusion he asked, "You could completely warm his heart, promise all sorts of goodness, why torture him like this?"

"Why should I warm him?" Asmodeus shook his head, "Don’t you think watching him struggle is interesting? He wants to utterly destroy me, yet is filled with reluctance towards me."

Asdemor laughed to himself, "All his best and most painful memories originate from me."

Belphegor said, "I prefer your false identities to the real you, at least they’re not as twisted and evil."

"Because they are human, and I’m different, I’m the Devil," speaking of false identities, Asmodeus continued, "and you know, my identities aren’t false, just not real enough."

"To seek more intense emotional stimulation, you even split up your emotions, merging them into different identities."