I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1495 - 357: I’m So Tired, Let’s Stop Playing—Let’s All Be Finished Together_2
"Nothing much, I just heard his ability is quite peculiar, he can resurrect, I was curious, so I tried it."
As the Creator spoke nonchalantly, Ogamoto Reiyi’s flesh moved, regrowing his body anew. However, the resurrected Ogamoto Reiyi was very weak, his rank significantly lowered.
"Oh, he really resurrected."
The Creator of the Wave Nation let out a low laugh, as if learning about something amusing.
Post-resurrection, Ogamoto Reiyi’s face was gloomy, tinged with a thread of fear, staring at the opponent with eyes full of anger. Yet this anger did not manifest substantively; he was no match for the opponent, and if he fought back, it would be merely self-inflicted humiliation and a wasted death.
"How could you attack your own?"
The Lord of Deception shouted angrily.
He truly did not understand why the ’King’ was willing to take in all sorts of creators; creators indeed followed the King’s orders but were not friendly to their own.
This was undermining unity.
"Just playing, after all, his ability is indeed somewhat interesting," the Creator of the Wave Nation cared not at all for what the Lord of Deception had said.
He knew the Lord of Deception and Ogamoto Reiyi were the earliest followers of the King.
But so what, those who can stay close to the King are the strongest creators, whether it’s the Lord of Deception or Ogamoto Reiyi, he never put them in his eyes.
"What’s going on?"
The King stepped out, aware of the commotion outside, but did not intervene.
"King, he tried to kill me."
Seeing the King emerge, Ogamoto Reiyi spoke as if he had seen a father, narrating his recent experience with great sorrow, hoping the King would stand up for him.
But Ogamoto Reiyi failed to notice the changes in the King; as the King’s physique evolved, his heart grew colder, more merciless, further cementing the ideology that only the strong should accompany him.
"Why did he try to kill you?"
The King’s gaze was exceptionally calm, showing no change upon hearing such circumstances.
This startled the ever-observant Lord of Deception; the King had indeed changed, becoming indifferent, devoid of emotion, no longer the King he initially encountered.
Ogamoto Reiyi pointed at the Creator of the Wave Nation, "I also don’t know, he just killed me. King, I’ve been loyal to you, but who would have thought I would be persecuted, you must stand up for me."
His Majesty glanced at the Creator of the Wave Nation.
The Creator of the Wave Nation kneeled on one knee, "Great King, I wanted to assess his ability; after all, if someone too weak stays beside the King, it would only hold the King back."
"You..." Ogamoto Reiyi pointed at him angrily, "When I, Ogamoto Reiyi, followed the King, you didn’t even know where you were."
The Creator of the Wave Nation kept his head bowed, submissive before the King, paying no mind to Ogamoto Reiyi’s rebuke, clearly indicating that with the King present, it was not their place to argue, all decisions lay with the King.
Evidently, his guess about the King’s thoughts was correct; faced with Ogamoto’s never-ending tirade, the King frowned in displeasure.
The Lord of Deception noticed this and hurriedly whispered, "Little Ogamoto, shut up, the King is right in front of you, any result shall be decided by the King, what’s the point in being noisy."
Upon hearing what the Lord of Deception said, Ogamoto Reiyi felt a shock in his heart, then realized the King’s expression was indeed unpleasant.
He knew he had done something foolish again.
"Since nothing happened, let it go." The King did not stand up for Ogamoto Reiyi, dismissing it lightly, leaving Ogamoto Reiyi feeling deeply aggrieved, he thought the King would stand up for him, but unexpectedly, the King did not even bother with him.
This hurt his heart.
Yet, what could dissatisfaction achieve? Since the King had spoken, how dare he disobey the King’s wishes.
The Creator of the Wave Nation rose, provocatively glanced at Ogamoto Reiyi.
As if to say, see, what difference does his early following of the King make, watch as the King pays him no heed.
Ogamoto Reiyi hung his head like a defeated warrior returning from battle, walking to the side of the Lord of Deception, perhaps only by staying beside him could he feel some sympathy was extended towards his fate.
"Did you all feel the tremors?"
"Yes, King, the tremors came from afar, could be an earthquake, maybe caused by the location."
Creators answered.
"Go, leave here, cross Germany and reach France."
His Majesty’s sense of safety was paramount, the recent stirrings, seemingly so far, yet also near, as if a voice murmured beside the King’s ear.
Leave!
Leave this place.
Go to farther locations.
"Yes, King."
The creators followed orders; as for what had just happened, it was merely an interlude to them, unworthy of attention.
The Lord of Deception lightly patted Ogamoto’s shoulder, squeezing his shoulder bone gently, seemingly silent, yet conveying many messages.
Ogamoto Reiyi shrugged his shoulder, breaking free from the hand resting on it, kept his head low, following at the back of the group, his moment of glory had ended.
Standing among the King’s group, he appeared inconspicuous, even the newly joined creators could bully him at will, a transformation he found hard to digest.
The Lord of Deception gazed at his back, further at the team retreating into the distance, slightly frowned and sighed.
...
Days later.
Life at the Sunshine Shelter had changed, as the domestic zombies were completely eradicated, those living in Sunshine Shelter could drive around and tour freely; cars have become mere tools for transportation, vehicles they couldn’t afford during peace times were now truly just transportation tools.
