Chapter 416: The Rising Sun
Chapter 416: The Rising Sun
Upon hearing the Water Bottle Director's assessment of the Redhair Director, the female journalist couldn't help but show a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Although the Bloodhair Princess's combat prowess was terrifying, it was, after all, purely physical damage, and many Anomalies had extremely bizarre abilities, some not even requiring their presence to control or kill their targets.
Just among those she knew, there was the Death Realm Streetlamp that had killed half of a Director's soul, the Executor List, the Virgin Division's Twelve Ant Nest that could kill all humans in one go, the Archer Division's Whisper Knife that could disable Anomalies, the Lion Division's Vigilant Palace that suppressed souls, and the Peacock Division's Death Hunter Crow that destroyed vision.
Not to mention the Time Traveler's three-piece set crafted from the remains of the King of Time, the Pisces Division's Mirror Lake Evil Moon that forcibly altered consciousness, the Crow Division's Twelve Ant Nest, and so on.
Even if the Bloodhair Princess could drill through the moon in three days, how could she deal with these Anomalies that didn't need to be in her presence to directly harm her?
"What? You don't believe me?"
After glancing at the journalist's skeptical expression, the Water Bottle Director couldn't help but laugh. "Haha, I know what you're thinking. You're probably considering using covert means to deal with her without facing her directly.
But don't forget that the Virgin Division houses the Twelve Ant Nest, numbered 004, which is almost as deadly as the Star Dome Compass and the Guardian Palace. It's one of the most dangerous things in the Bureau.
So, have you ever wondered why such a lethal item isn't kept in the General Bureau but instead in the Virgin Division?"
"Huh?!"
As the journalist's expression turned to surprise, the Water Bottle Director's smile faded, and he spoke seriously: "That's because all the Directors, including me, who made this decision unanimously believed that this item was safer in Olivia's hands than in the General Bureau!"
"..."
"Nicole, her nickname may be the Bloodhair Princess, but she's not just about Slaughter Blood Hair. She has a whole set of Anomalies."
The Water Bottle Director sat cross-legged, gazing at the distant sun rising above the horizon, and reminisced: "The Taurus Director and she were very compatible. He treated her like his own daughter and prepared many good things for her.
Moreover, to protect the Twelve Ant Nest, the Taurus Director put in tremendous effort, even asking me to help. He forged a complete set of defensive Anomalies for her.
Flesh Stability, Soul Resurrection, Cognitive Enhancement, Memory Cleanup, Mental Reset, Danger Forecast... Every conceivable method is included. At least, I can't think of any way to bypass those defenses and take her down.
And once she senses danger or suffers any harm, these Anomalies will immediately activate, eliminating all states deemed 'abnormal'...
Hmm... Thinking about it carefully, I've brought this upon myself. If I had known about today, I should have secretly kept a backup plan."
"..."
The Water Bottle Director, slightly annoyed, concluded: "In short, Olivia may not be the strongest Cleaner, but she's undoubtedly the one with the fewest weaknesses.
Even if twenty True Gods descended at once, they could only face the deadly Slaughter Blood Hair, taking the risk of being torn apart at any moment, and enduring until she's completely exhausted.
But the problem is that during the prolonged stalemate, if the on-duty Director discovers something amiss and determines that the Twelve Ant Nest is in danger, within half an hour, a quarter of the sun will directly fall upon your head. I wouldn't dare to ambush her, even if I were overconfident.
That's why I asked you to steal her wallet. These types of heavily armored opponents are my weakest."
"..."
So... why do I have to steal her wallet? Is being short on cash enough to make someone as flawless as her slip up?
"Haha, don't ask about the wallet. I won't tell you."
Before the female journalist could speak, the Water Bottle Director smiled and cut her off:
"Although I believe you won't betray me to the Cleaners, you are indeed a kind-hearted person. I still need to be cautious. What if you find out about my plan and secretly leak it out, giving Bloodhair Princess a heads-up? Then I'd be in a real bind."
"..."
"Right, since we've chatted this far, I might as well tell you one last thing."
Glancing at the journalist, who looked a little sullen but also slightly relieved, the Water Bottle Director, with a youthful face, spoke with a gentle demeanor:
"Nicole, to be honest, I don't have complete confidence in the success of this plan.
So remember, if I fail in the end and can't replace the Taurus Director, but instead get killed by Bloodhair Princess or that Lyon, don't even think about seeking revenge for me. Just live well."
"..."
Hearing the Water Bottle Director's words, like a final testament, the female journalist couldn't help but look up and meet his gaze. Seeing the director's kind eyes, a twinge of sorrow rose in her heart.
The director wasn't a good person, but without him, she would have rotted away on a privateering ship, never getting the chance to avenge her murdered parents by killing those pirates herself.
Since she was seven years old, he had taken her under his wing, even teaching her to read and write in his spare time. As she grew older, she had accompanied him on countless missions, protecting countless people, just as he had saved her.
Over the years, although she still called him 'Director,' he had long replaced her parents, whose faces she could barely remember, becoming her family despite their lack of blood relation. That's why, even knowing he was wrong, she couldn't bring herself to be harsh with him...
"I understand."
The journalist responded vaguely, turning her head slightly and frowning.
"Director, your face may have gotten younger, but you're still as long-winded as ever. Is there anything else? If not, I'm heading to the Dream Realm."
"No, you go ahead and rest easy!"
The Water Bottle Director, who had sat by the clock tower all night, waved his hand, signaling for her to hurry. He stood up, his body stiff from the night's vigil, and smiled.
"My evil soul has been destroyed in the Death Realm and returned to the world's origin. Now, with my soul repaired, primarily composed of good spirits, I can barely be considered half a good person. Unless something unusual happens, it's hard for me to harbor any evil thoughts."
That was true...
Watching the Water Bottle Director, bathed in the morning's first light, his demeanor less gloomy and stern, and instead bright and amiable, the journalist nodded in relaxation. Carrying the Dream-Traveling Lantern, she stepped into the Dream Realm.
After she left, the Water Bottle Director, standing by the clock tower and overlooking the capital city, smiled. He then took out a slightly worn wooden box.
"Knock, knock, knock."
He politely knocked three times on the lid of the small wooden box. Inside, a blue-clothed figure emerged, pushing open the lid and standing up. The Water Bottle Director smiled and said:
"Do me a favor! Find the elite Nightmare under Bloodhair Princess's control and reveal Nicole's whereabouts and target to her. Thank you!"
(End of Chapter)
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