Chapter 888: with translation of chapter title

No．11：What is this grudge?

In the concept of Christian culture, 'beast' is a special concept, usually used to symbolize the incarnation of sin that possesses authority and power.

Only by clearly understanding this basic concept can one understand the origin of the title.

This also makes it clear why this title has been used from the beginning to the present—angels are usually equated with the various denominations that regard Jesus Christ as savior, and these denominations are also skilled at preaching, having long held considerable influence in the secular world.

You can also understand this as: control of public opinion, establishment of authority.

To be honest, although he is a demon, Aomo has no prejudice against the angel race; he even has two acquaintances from otherworldly angels with whom he gets along well (referring to Lei miu le and Mo si ti ma).

But even without prejudice, the secular influence of the Blessed Gospel Group is also remarkably great.

Therefore, the initial naming of a few angels being able to outweigh Aomo's personal preference for the Monster King is also unavoidable and a natural development.

Time is limited, and Aomo also doesn't want to dwell on this.

He just keeps asking:

"How many Aomo Linduns have you seen?"

Based on the possibility that the other party would immediately recognize him, he didn't think merely seeing Ni ji ka li si would be enough to lock onto himself.

Even the similarity of that darkness cannot serve as the basis of a conclusion; being able to ask oneself at the outset whether one is Aomo Lindun certainly indicates such a logical inertia—and the most likely indication of that inertia is that he has also seen other Aomo Linduns.

"... plus you two, the previous Aomo Lindun… called himself the Observer."

When he uttered the name 'Aomo Lindun', there was no hesitation or awkwardness, as if he were speaking of an unrelated person; conversely, those relatively ordinary words would cause him to pause, or even fall silent.

It seemed even the pronunciation of ordinary words had become a profound study.

But even so, his pronunciation had no errors, proving his inner self was not as rigid and stiff as his appearance.

He was probably constantly rehearsing in his mind, constantly confirming the pronunciation of each word…… Out of speculation about his self-awareness, Aomo facing the other party was like facing a laughing mirror.

The mirror indeed reflected himself, but with obvious distortion.

And his consistent logical inertia would also cause him to unconsciously analyze the other party.

Analyzing why the other party became this way—how did another world's self walk down this path?

And this analysis would only make his mood no better, even causing a sigh.

"Observer, is he still around?"

"... Uncertain……He has always been observing, in inconspicuous places… places easy to overlook… unwilling… to get involved in any… matters…"

"After I cut off one of his hands, he then… was willing to speak."

"Oh……" Now it was Aomo's turn to pause and fall silent.

Brothers committing suicide show no mercy at all, although it's understandable.

"He said there would be other Aomos… other mes?"

"... Um, he said, as long as it's a universe entangled with monsters, my self… will not stand by on this matter…" His speech gradually became fluent.

"Then why, after asking me, do you plan to go back?"

"Your command of darkness is more rounded than mine, and……" He raised his sharp finger, pointing at Aomo's right hand resting on the table, "You can actually control it, right? Earlier on the battlefield you tried to use this to interfere with me, with intensity similar to those two kids."

"This way of describing is really discouraging."

"Those two kids are the strongest among that group."

"Then, returning to the previous question, is the roundedness of darkness worth your going back?"

"Um, you handling it would be more… proper, and……"

The armored guy said this, turning his head to glance at Yi sha ma la leaning against him and continuing to hum.

"And then?" Aomo, noticing his obvious action, felt he could hear him spouting nonsense.

"Originally, upon realizing someone would replace me in handling this matter, I should have gone back."

"Damn it, such a big thing should deserve an all-out rescue!" Aomo laughed in exasperation, raising his hand to poke at his armor, "How can you see someone handling it and then go back to slack off! Moreover, shouldn't this matter be personally relevant to you!?"

"Most of your power is released as darkness in monster form, right?"

"Aren't you the same?"

"I don't have as many monster cards as you."

"I mean, seeing someone handle it and then going back—you're not like that either, are you?" The man turned his head, the bloody light in his eye sockets seeming to scrutinize Aomo's inner self.

"... At least confirm whether the other party has this ability."

"Confirmed, that form you just showed—I don't have it, and since you and I have lived different lives, you would also be more suited to handle this matter."

He said this, turning his head to look at his metal-covered claws: "I'm used to being straightforward… but if I were to handle this matter…… the destruction wouldn't be limited to just a city district."

"As long as we find Gu li te, someone will emit a restorative beam, and everything will be all right!" This is where Aomo places his greatest hope in Gu li te.

This is also what he thinks makes Gu li te the most awesome.

He always strives to settle matters decisively and as perfectly as possible; in his personal view, Gu li te has thus stood above all tokusatsu heroes in Round Valley Shelter.

"But, do you believe Gu li te can restore the universe?"

"Universe… your scope of destruction is a bit broad, huh?" Aomo couldn't help but raise his forehead.

"The result of being straightforward will be like this, so I hope you come, and I also hope your methods are relatively gentle," the Beast King raised his hand and patted Aomo's shoulder, "Moreover, you don't have to be so upset; perhaps you could also find a savior more suitable than you to take your place."

"Quickly look for a new Aomo Lindun, right?" Aomo retorted unhappily, "Turns out you still have this sense of humor?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be yourself, after all this is an electronic world; you also mentioned Gu li te… perhaps the kids would be more useful than us."

"Wow——this fully armored Beast King with glowing eye sockets is talking to me about the kids' potential——" Aomo, whose eyes were nearly squinting into a line, drew out his words.

"Pushing responsibility onto others to go home and sleep, useless adults, still planning to let the children save the world in their stead."

"... You're stealing concepts, I'm entrusting you to be the savior." The Beast King, who finally seemed to have reached his limit, has morals that need lowering.

It can only be said that, as another universe's self, exchanging barbs is also quite simple.

"What stealing concepts—just say whether it's your words or not? I also recorded it." Aomo raised his hand, and a light screen unfolded from his palm, just like when he displayed the contract to 'Shen xin er' with Mei fei la si back then.

Except what he displayed was a recording—this is the professional competence of a mercenary trainer surviving in a well-developed lawful society.

The Beast King, who hardly interacts with humans, cannot be learned.

"... What do you want?"

"Your armor—looks hopeless," Aomo, who feinted with a spear, shook his head, then suddenly asked, "Do you have Ka'ermila's monster card? Or the evil god Meijaluojie'e?"

Upon hearing this, the Beast King leaned back slightly.

You... have a cross-dressing fetish?

If this is your rebuttal, then I can only say your quality is a bit low," Aomo said expressionlessly, "Don't you have an Ailisuzhi under your command?"

Do you also think she's quite suitable?

This isn't the point; the point is whether you have it or not," Aomo tapped the table, "Or are you saying you only have one each? It's inconvenient to give?"

"Yes." The Beast King said, his fingertip touching the table traced out the card printed with the enchanting warrior.

Really stingy, huh? What about Meijaluojie'e?

Coming into contact with too many evil gods will only bring you closer to my path," the Beast King said coldly, "You should demand other compensation; is this rare opportunity only used to benefit others?"

You're right, Hei'an Luji Aier also give me one.

Not giving!

Tsk, what about Hei'an Telijia?

Aomo is well-versed in the habit of tearing off the roof before opening the window.

You..." the Beast King merely leaned back upon hearing that, "Are you going to wipe out all lovers in one sweep?"

I have several Ultraman friends around me, I also know the people from the Land of Light, but none are willing to adapt—

Here you go!" Before Aomo could finish speaking, the other party shoved the card hard into his hand.

Go and olive those Ultramen!

……

Aomo felt that his previous analysis of him needed major correction; this person's experience probably still had a part that was vivid and striking, only now revealing a hint.