This Holy Knight is So Despicable!-Chapter 698 - 605 The Proof of the Hero

The earth trembled, floods surged, stars fell, and wildfires spread.

Each one was a cataclysm capable of destroying the world, continuously descending upon the Fairy Tale Subspace.

In order to protect the entire world from being destroyed by this brutal power, The Liar Demon continuously crafted lies, only to then fiercely break them.

Thus, a bizarre scene began to unfold in the Fairy Tale Subspace.

Various cataclysms appeared like a kaleidoscope, one fading as another took the stage, making one's head spin with dizziness.

On this small stage, the conditions of the two special effects artists were completely different.

The First Apostle appeared at ease, almost nonchalant.

With a mere gesture, he could unleash boundless disasters, as if he needed only a gentle breath to utterly destroy this fragile world.

In contrast, Pinocchio, the Liar Demon, was drenched in sweat and on the verge of collapse.

He had just exhausted all the remaining energy in the Fairy Tale Subspace and now had begun to overdraft his own Origin Power.

Pinocchio was puzzled!

Even though the opponent received the blessing of the Nameless, becoming an apostle level powerhouse, far stronger than his own ordinary conceptual level.

But, this was the Fairy Tale Subspace, his own domain.

Even if the opponent had just used strategy to deplete most of the energy in the Fairy Tale Subspace.

That merely put both sides back to the same starting line.

In this situation, he could accept being at a disadvantage, but why was the gap so large?

Those world-destroying attacks were hard for him to fend off, yet the opponent wielded them with ease?

Such a disparity shouldn't exist!

Pinocchio, while struggling to defuse the crisis, carefully observed the First Apostle.

Eliminating other possibilities, the only answer was that the First Apostle's concept was either very powerful, granting him such strength,

or very clever, allowing him to achieve such effects at a small cost.

"Damn it, what is it?"

Pinocchio felt chills down his spine as he used one lie after another to counter the opponent's attacks. Yet if one were to count carefully…

The First Apostle had already unleashed more than a dozen drastically different world-ending attacks.

The Liar Demon, with all his broad knowledge and experience, could scarcely match any known concept to the abilities displayed by the opponent.

Calamity? Destruction?

No, not that, such concepts couldn't explain the Life Taboo Divine Skill he used at the start.

Deceit? Prophecy?

Impossible, such types of concepts were too similar to his own lie concept, he couldn't have been unaware.

Could it be omniscience and omnipotence? Knowledge or wisdom?

Ha, if he were truly the holder of such a concept, he wouldn't need to be a lackey for any truth.

What on earth is it?

Pinocchio stared intently at the First Apostle, his gaze gradually drawn to the Eye of Truth on the opponent's head.

The swirling nebula ceaselessly changed, as if nurturing something, yet seemed eternal and unchanging, containing everything within…

Suddenly, Old Pi had a flash of insight.

"It's evolution!"

The Liar Demon pointed at the opponent and couldn't help but exclaim, "Your concept is evolution!"

"Oh?"

The First Apostle stopped his Magic Wand, looking at the Liar Demon with amused interest. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"I didn't expect you, with your qualifications and experience, to reason it out to this extent."

The Liar Demon inwardly thought 'Oh no', this answer confirmed his second guess.

If the opponent truly possessed the concept of evolution, then it was truly troublesome.

He feared he might find it difficult to hold on until his boss Lette arrived.

The concept of evolution isn't particularly powerful.

The deduction of things is an extremely intricate and time-consuming process.

Those who can master such types of concepts are either extraordinarily talented or those passionate about knowledge and logic, willing to put in effort and sweat.

As a concept favored by scholars, it ought to be harmless.

But the problem was, this guy was an Angel Envoy of the Gate of Truth!

Having received the blessing of the Gate of Truth, as the top lackey, he undoubtedly had maximum permissions to use the concept of truth!

Once he received the blessing of truth, then the concept of evolution would turn from a harmless scholar into an almost omniscient, omnipotent entity.

What is a flood? Just deduce it!

No need to act; just incorporate the corresponding truth!

Time needed? Time is also a part of truth! Just tweak a parameter, and it can all be completed in an instant!

And as the holder of the concept, the First Apostle required almost no support from Divine Power.

A machine capable of calculating everything had obtained a tome recording the formulas of all things.

This combination left Pinocchio with almost no hope of winning.

But he was certain that the First Apostle still wasn't a match for his boss.

The concept of evolution combined with the power of truth theoretically approached omniscience and omnipotence.

However, Emergence is both a phenomenon and a result.

Faced with his boss, all this First Apostle's evolution outcomes would become strong evidence proving emergence.

I am the endpoint of your efforts; this First Apostle stands no chance in this battle.

As long as he held on until his boss arrived, he could still turn the tables.

Yet despite the unchanged outcome, Old Pi now faced exponentially increased risk and difficulty!

"Since you know, then I can't let you go. But, having learned the answer before you die, you probably have no more wishes, right?"

The First Apostle's Eye of Truth began to stir, endless star clouds churned and shifted, the Golden scepter in his hand shone with terrifying Light, causing the entire Fairy Tale Subspace to wail and tremble.

"Wishes? I have many. I still want to see my adorable apprentice grow up, the work for this quarter has just been completed, and my boss hasn't promoted or given me a raise.

The Lord of Demon World has descended, and I'm eager to see what the future Demon Realm will become.

With so many things I want to know and see, if I were to die at the hands of you, Big Eye, as my boss would say, that would be a loss to my dear grandma."

Having said this, Pinocchio took out a card from his pocket, which depicted an imposing figure wielding a Holy Sword.

"This is..."

Upon seeing the card, the First Apostle inexplicably felt a chill pass over him.

"This is the trump card my boss gave me, claiming it's an advanced prepayment of an excellent employee's year-end bonus. I had meant to keep it as a memento, but it seems I can't hold onto it."

Pinocchio flicked his finger lightly, and the card instantly transformed into a beam of light, merging into his puppet body.

Simultaneously, the entire Fairy Tale World began to cheer joyfully, as if welcoming the true master to descend upon this place.

Pinocchio took a deep breath, pointed at the First Apostle in the sky, and smiled slightly.

"Hey, can you deduce what is a [Hero]?"