Chapter 980: The Bastard's Secret Art
Chapter 980: The Bastard's Secret Art
As he observed Lyon, who claimed to have "gone astray" in learning the Six Palace Secret Techniques, yet displayed exceptional talent in his own unique technique, the Serpent Director's teeth clenched in frustration.
"Alright, I'll continue teaching you!"
After agreeing to further instruct Lyon, the Serpent Director sternly requested, "Bring out the Crimson Heart and try to clear your mind of unnecessary thoughts. Prepare to use Abnormal Regeneration on it."
"Hmm?"
"Since you've mastered the most challenging technique of Unity Accommodation, the only thing I can teach you now is how to regenerate abnormalities of a higher rank than yourself."
"Now that you've surpassed the threshold of a true deity, if I want to challenge you, I can only choose something tainted with Pillar Deity Authority... Don't look at me like that. Although I don't particularly like you, I won't resort to underhanded tactics to harm you."
After explaining his thoughts, the Serpent Director noticed the doubt on Lyon's face and sighed, "Rest assured, this regeneration is reversible, and I also hope you can provide a backup for my plan. I have no motive to harm you... Besides, you are the master of the technique. If you feel something is wrong, you can simply stop."
Lyon nodded in agreement, first preparing to activate the Immortal in Wine at any moment. Then, he greeted Yua and directly tossed the massive Crimson Heart out of the Mirror World.
"Boom!"
As the Crimson Heart landed, a dense, blood-like rain of thick, viscous blood instantly filled the air, quickly condensing upon contact with objects, and coating the empty inner hall with a layer of sticky blood plasma.
Under the suppression of the "Nemesis," the Serpent Director, closest to the Crimson Heart, was pushed back repeatedly by the intense, thick blood aura. In an instant, his entire body was drenched, and his hair, black with streaks of white, became matted together.
This was the Crimson Heart...
Wiping the blood from his face, the Serpent Director gazed at the Crimson Heart he had once desired but couldn't obtain. His eyes gleamed with deep envy.
This was a power superior to Crimson Blood, the most crucial heart of the Crimson Ruler... If he had obtained the Crimson Heart instead of the Crimson Blood, would the outcome have been different from what it is now?
Sigh... Never mind, the past is the past. He shouldn't dwell on such irrelevant thoughts.
Shaking his head slightly, the Serpent Director dismissed the burgeoning fantasies from his mind and began to instruct Lyon, "To absorb or integrate an abnormality of a higher rank, aside from power synchronization, there is one crucial prerequisite: you must bring your heart closer to it."
"Bring my heart closer to the abnormality? How?"
"It's simple. You need to understand it, love it, cherish it... even worship it!"
"???"
"To be more precise, you should serve the abnormality with the same devotion as a believer serves a true deity. Offer yourself wholeheartedly to the abnormality to achieve spiritual closeness, allowing its aura to shift from aloofness to gentleness."
As the Serpent Director spoke, he opened his palm and summoned a shimmering crimson blood mass. Gazing at the Crimson Blood with adoration and reverence, his voice softened with warmth as he continued, "However, at the same time, you must maintain your self-awareness and not lose your will entirely... Just as a believer, who is devout during worship but immediately forgets the deity after the ceremony, returning to their mundane life. Be fervent when it's appropriate, and distant when needed."
As the Serpent Director spoke, his gentle eyes flickered momentarily, then instantly regained their icy clarity. His gaze toward the blood mass shifted from fervent to indifferent, almost completely ignoring its existence, like looking at roadside weeds.
"..."
"Or to put it more bluntly, it's a form of deception."
Lyon, perplexed by this request, was clearly stumped. The Serpent Director couldn't help but smirk, then continued with a satisfied expression:
"You need to deceive the abnormality, and even deceive yourself, into believing that you are its believer, a part of it. Only then will you be accepted... But be careful not to deceive yourself too. After you end the secret technique, you must immediately break free from this and not let it capture you for real."
"..."
In other words, use sweet words when needed and then discard them without mercy after? Could the first Serpent Director, who developed such an outrageous method, actually be a scoundrel?
"I'll give it a try..."
After silently mocking him in his mind, Lyon imitated the Serpent Director's previous demeanor, trying to gaze at the massive heart, which was over two meters tall, with a gentle and affectionate look.
However, after receiving Lyon's benevolent gaze, the Crimson Heart's aura not only didn't become gentle, but it shuddered uncontrollably, becoming even more distant than before... It even seemed to want to escape.
"Hehe."
Lyon, who had previously learned quickly, didn't seem to be making much progress. The Serpent Director, feeling immensely pleased, couldn't help but chuckle and console him:
"It's normal if you can't do it. Although this is not difficult for me at all, it might be the most challenging part for you and Olivia. After all, it's hard to worship an inanimate object wholeheartedly without a sincere heart.
You people with your overthinking and skepticism will always be hesitant, analyzing and doubting. Only someone with a special talent like me will always try to believe first, no matter the situation, and be able to fully invest their passion.
Come on, soften your gaze a little more, make your eyes more affectionate... That's it! Imagine it as your lover, your deity, the object of your worship..."
"Ahhhhhh!"
Under Lyon's increasingly tender and affectionate gaze, the trembling Crimson Heart suddenly screamed in pain. Then, as the Serpent Director watched in bewilderment, it desperately pleaded:
"Please, let me go! I'll cooperate with whatever you want! Just, please, don't look at me like that anymore."
"..."
"The first time we met in the secret vault, you stabbed me more than three hundred times, killing me and bringing me back to life over a dozen times. I... please, don't look at me like that, I'm scared."
"..."
"Really, you can stab me a couple more times if you want! Please, just don't look at me like that anymore! I'm not your god, you're my god!"
"..."
Amid the Crimson Heart's desperate pleas, Lyon reached out to touch it. The Crimson Heart, wishing it had legs to run, simply chose to follow its heart's desire and disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist without a sound, rushing towards Lyon's heart.
This... doesn't seem too difficult?
Lyon, realizing that he had caused the Crimson Heart to disintegrate and flee into his body just by slightly activating the Metamorphic Secret Art, couldn't help but smack his lips. He then turned to the dumbfounded Serpent Director, feeling a bit lost, and asked:
"I didn't worship it, but it seems willing to worship me. So, did I learn it or not... Damn! Why are you disintegrating too? Stop! Don't come any closer!"
(End of Chapter)
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