All Gods: Starting with Two Families

Chapter 161 A Villain’s Scheme”Not yet,” Moby said.

He crouched down, fumbling through the grass. His fingers brushed against that cluster of purple light.

In Leon’s field of vision, it was an eye-shaped gemstone. Purple and translucent, something seemed to be flowing slowly inside it.

After just a few more glances, he felt his mind grow hazy, as if some voice were whispering in his ear.

The gemstone suddenly burst with a dazzling light.

Moby stood up, clutching the gemstone in his palm and nonchalantly stuffing it into his pocket.

He looked up and gave Leon a smile.

”Won’t you welcome me into the castle for a seat?”

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Underground interrogation room.

”Ahhh!!!”

The whip cracked against flesh, making a crisp sound. The thin, small man tied to the rack screamed, his whole body trembling. He looked cowering and timid, his eyes darting about, the very picture of a coward.

The guard had only given him two lashes before he couldn’t take it anymore, words spilling out of his mouth like beans from a jar:

”I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly stopped.

His head slumped down abruptly, like a puppet with its strings cut. Then, it snapped back up.

His demeanor had completely changed.

The previous cowering and fear were swept away, replaced by an expression that was extremely unsettling.

His eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth curled, and his whole face exuded a sense of cunning. When he spoke, his voice was different too—low, slimy, and carrying a strange rhythm:

”Your younger brother is about to regain his sight.”

”He’s coming back to fight you for your territory.”

”I can help you.”

That voice bored into Leon’s ears like a snake, stirring up things he had never thought of—or rather, things he had never realized he was thinking.

His gaze turned vacant for a moment, and his hand was already resting on the hilt of his sword.

”Hey.”

A voice came from the shadows, tinged with a bit of helplessness and amusement.

”I’m right here!”

Moby stepped out from the corner of the interrogation room, still holding that pot of sunflowers. He ”looked” at the man on the rack whose demeanor had drastically changed, his brow furrowed.

But the words didn’t stop. Like something alive, they continued to bore into Leon’s ears. Leon’s gaze became increasingly vacant, and his grip on the sword hilt tightened—

The sunflower swayed gently.

A warm sensation spread from Moby, dispelling the inexplicable chill in the interrogation room.

Leon’s body jolted, and his eyes cleared. He looked down at his hand gripping the sword, his expression turning somewhat grim.

Sensing the aura of another deity, the man on the rack stared gloomily at the pot of sunflowers.

”You cannot kill me,” he said, his tone cold. ”I am a member of the Pantheon and hold a divine order token. If you kill me, you will be hunted down.”

Moby didn’t look at him. He just tilted his head, seemingly waiting for something.

The sunflower in his arms swayed gently.

Moby nodded.

He stepped forward and drew the sword from Leon’s waist. His movements were crisp and efficient, without a hint of hesitation.

Then he swung the sword.

A flash of sword light.

The man’s eyes widened, his mouth opened, but he couldn’t say a word. His head slumped down powerlessly.

This time, it really slumped down.

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”Sequence 9 [The Petty Man].”

Zhou Zheng’s voice rang out, and Moby repeated it, mimicking His tone. ”Adept at sowing discord, influencing others’ emotions through words to profit from it.”

Moby returned the sword to Leon.

”Perhaps this is the reason for the riots in your territory,” he said.

Leon took the sword but didn’t immediately sheathe it. He stared at his younger brother, his gaze complex.

He had seen this face since childhood; it had always been that look of dazed helplessness. But now, something was different.

”It seems you have many things to tell me.”

...

On the desk, the pot of sunflowers swayed gently, as if in high spirits.

Beside the rack, the cat-eye purple gemstone lay quietly on the ground. Moby picked it up and placed it next to the sunflower.

The gemstone suddenly began to fade.

The purple light was sucked away by something, growing fainter and darker until it finally turned into a pile of grayish-white powder, crumbling away.

[Conspiracy] divine authority fragments. Forged from the three great Laws of Shadow, Spirituality, and Death.

Zhou Zheng thought for a moment and understood the key to it.

A deity carries a portion of the Laws themselves. The vessel formed by a Divine Thought Seed is itself a divine authority fragment.

By devouring the Divine Thought Seeds of other deities, one can plunder the divine authority fragments they carry.

This was undoubtedly forcing all deities to slaughter one another.

While he was ”feeding,” the sound of the two brothers talking came from outside. It was intermittent and hard to hear clearly.

When the voices stopped, the sound of Leon’s footsteps approached, his gaze falling on the pot of sunflowers.

Moby’s expression changed, and he suddenly blocked Leon’s path.

”Do not be disrespectful to My God!”