Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1558: Chapter 842: The Art of Evil (Part 2)

A nearly teleportation-like God Cutter! Even if foreseen, it cannot be dodged!

No, strictly speaking, this is a power that Qing Chen does not yet possess. He has to wait until his Thunder Awakening advances to S-Class.

Previously, when he exited the Superconductor World, he experimented with that method of elementalizing himself — he can’t use it at all right now; he must ascend to become a Demigod first.

Qing Chen’s heart yearned for the God of Thunder because it was the only means for him to counter the Drama Master.

He asked again, “What about the Duke of Blackwater’s abilities?”

“His combat abilities should be weak; he needs to sacrifice the life of a Priest to fight me,” Zhong Yu licked his lips, “This is not the holy God in the eyes of believers; this is a demon. I think he’s quite suitable to be my subordinate.”

Qing Chen: “Ah, yes, yes, yes…”

At this moment, Zhong Yu not only wanted to subdue the Duke of Blackwater but also wanted to seize the Duke’s legacy because it piqued his interest.

Sacrificing others to make oneself stronger? Just thinking about it is interesting.

Hehe.

Qing Chen asked, “So, what plans do you have now?”

“Join forces with you, first to rule the Giant Dynasty, then counterattack the Roosevelt Kingdom!” Zhong Yu replied.

“How do you plan to rule the Giant Dynasty?” Qing Chen asked.

Zhong Yu fell silent.

Because he hadn’t given it much thought at all, and now calming down, he decided to make a proper plan.

Zhong Yu is a lunatic but that doesn’t mean he’s just reckless; he’s quite adept at underhanded methods too.

However, this time Qing Chen said, “Whether you rule or don’t rule someone, I think what’s important is you’re not evil enough.”

Zhong Yu couldn’t handle it: “I’m not evil enough?!”

“Your evilness lacks artistry!”

Zhong Yu became interested: “What is the art of evil?”

“The people you kill, do their identities carry any metaphor, does the method of killing hold any metaphorical or satirical meaning? You always only manage to kill some small figures from the West Continent, with no good plan, no high standards, and always getting chased all over the street; where is the art in that?”

Zhong Yu’s face turned livid: “No…”

Qing Chen: “Then let me tell you, my plan… my art.”

It’s estimated that Yan Liuyuan and Li Shentan didn’t expect that teaming up to send Zhong Yu to the West Continent would end up benefiting Qing Chen.

Zhong Yu responded: “If I think your plan isn’t artistic or evil enough, I’ll crush your corpse and smear your blood in the bathroom, hehe.”

Qing Chen wanted to respond with a chuckle but held back.

They are now comrades; patience is needed to guide comrades onto the right path, without being repulsive.

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In Multidimensional World No. 136, Qing Chen finally ended his first friendly exchange with Zhong Yu and continued to lead others through the levels.

Qing Chen looked at Li Tongyun, Hu Xiaoniu, and Chen Zhuoqu, “I might not be able to frequently log into the Superconductor World next; you guys first use the customer service bought from FFF to help everyone acquire the Thunder Mage profession. Next, the students from the Time Traveler’s Academy will quickly join you, and organize them to take turns entering the Superconductor World to learn skills, rather than just spending time on killing curses.”

Li Tongyun nodded obediently: “Don’t worry… But Qing Chen brother, is that robot lady really not sentient? I always felt there’s something different about her.”

Qing Chen didn’t answer directly: “The artificial intelligence industry in the West Continent is somewhat more advanced than in the Eastern Continent.”

It’s not that he wanted to deceive his own people, but the secret was too great, and without the permission of Li Shentan, Yi, and the AI, he couldn’t make decisions on their behalf.

“XiaoTongyun, you should switch to the God of Thunder; the Thunder Mage profession will greatly assist you, especially with… the ultimate S-Class skill, which will transcend the limits of human imagination. Let’s go, the last level; after clearing it, I will go offline,” Qing Chen calculated the time. The floating airship was about to reach the forward base, where they would land and receive unified deployment.

Exiting Multidimensional World No. 136, Qing Chen unexpectedly saw an uninvited guest, Black Spider.

Strangely, Black Spider was alone, without a group to attack, and without weapons in hand.

Black Spider looked at the White Light Person in front of her and the group around him.

Li Tongyun and the others were not using their real appearances, each one bearing a tiger head… The tiger heads were quite distinctive, like the little cloth tiger dolls sold at temple fairs for children.

Each one looked tiger-headed and brainy.

The IDs were also special, White Light Person’s Little Fan Boy No. 1, White Light Person’s Little Fan Girl No. 2. The White Light Family was quite something, though a bit kitschy and non-mainstream.

Qing Chen looked at Black Spider: “Coming here alone, aren’t you afraid of losing the S-Class Battle Master skills you’ve painstakingly trained for?”

Black Spider replied flatly, “You have already ascended; whether I bring a hundred or a thousand people makes little difference.”

“So, what’s the matter you came to discuss with me?” Qing Chen asked.

Black Spider said coldly, “Don’t assume you can do whatever you want on the West Continent; a Marquis isn’t someone you can just kill at will. Be careful not to end up with no burial place.”

After speaking, Black Spider turned and left.

Qing Chen stood there thinking, did the other party come here just to deliver a harsh word?

No, no, no!

Would Black Spider risk having her account deleted and replayed to come and deliver a harsh word? Does that make sense?

Of course, it doesn’t.

Black Spider is an Executioner of the Arbiter Organization, second to none in Storm City; how could she do something so irrational.

So, this was actually a sort of reminder, a message warning him about something: Don’t attempt to kill nobles of Marquis rank or higher. If you do, you will die.

Qing Chen wondered why Black Spider was so sure he would die, that certainty felt like a foretelling of fate…

Drama Master?!

Is it the Drama Master who has encompassed all the Marquises within his prophetic range? If I attempt to assassinate a Marquis, the Drama Master would know beforehand and lay a trap for me!

But why would Black Spider warn me? Although the words wouldn’t lead to accusations of treason, this could still be seen as collaboration with the enemy, can’t it?

Qing Chen couldn’t understand why the other party acted this way.

After going offline, Qing Chen waited a few tens of minutes before taking off the Virtual Glasses and sitting up.

He saw the slaves sitting obediently on the bed like quails, with no one playing cards or picking their toes.

Someone quietly said, “We’ve already been cast into the Cold Palace; what’s there to act tough about.”

At this time, Red entered the dormitory and loudly announced, “All Slave Army members prepare to disembark the floating airship and assemble, for unified deployment at the forward base!”

After speaking, Red looked at Qing Chen with a sly smile, “Let’s go, Butler, we too must accept the uniform deployment of Marquis Bolton. Everyone here must become a part of the war machine, serving the will of the group over personal desires.”

Red no longer concealed it, and it seemed Black had already arranged everything properly.

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Another chapter will be available before midnight.