Chapter 3484: Method to Transcend Fate

Since he had already walked here, the mimics didn't set any more puzzles to lock the door. After Xia De touched the blood-red door, the door opened a crack silently, and Xia De pulled the door open and walked in.

It was still a familiar scene. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all wriggling flesh and blood, and in the center of the room was that pool of blood. On the other side of the blood pool was that blood-flesh door that was constantly dripping blood downward.

However, I don't know if it was Xia De's illusion, but he felt that the room seemed to have become larger, and the blood pool seemed to have become shallower.

He stood at the door, making the open door unable to disappear. He looked around, and then looked at the mimic in the guise of a manservant who walked out from the red wall next to the blood-flesh door.

It was he who moved the 【House of Mimics】 from Tobesk to here. After the delegation arrived locally, he immediately left by faking his death. If Xia De hadn't reacted in time, with the population of the island of Fatumunster, the mimics might have really been able to cause a disaster on the island.

"So, what about the surprise for me?"

Xia De stood at the door and asked, and the mimic replied:

"Please wait patiently for a moment. I want to confirm some things before officially taking action—you were also involved in the Tobesk incident, right?"

Xia De raised his eyebrows:

"Does this question have any meaning?"

"It has meaning. If you know what we did in that northern country city, you should understand why mimics could multiply so rapidly. It's not because we gained new power, but because so-called real humans sometimes do things that are even less human than us."

Xia De didn't deny this point:

"I know some of your experiences in Tobesk, so what do you want to say?"

"I want to share my own story."

It didn't urge Xia De to leave the door and enter the room, but stood in front of that blood-flesh door, across the blood pool, and said to Xia De:

"The appearance of the 【House of Recovery】 was because of a man's wish to resurrect his wife; the appearance of that wonderful factory was the most humble wish of people struggling to live. Guess, what was the reason for my appearance?"

The other party's identity was the baron's manservant. When Xia De and Claire learned of his death from Director Anluosi last time and discovered that the cemetery was empty, they also had Galina investigate this person in Tobesk.

But his identity background was fine, and his relatives and family were all healthy. The baron was also quite good to his servants. He didn't look like someone who had any urgent wishes.

Xia De shook his head:

"You don't have to deliberately delay time to consume me. You will only give me more opportunities by doing this."

The mimic in the guise of a manservant then said:

"My appearance was because I was unwilling. Baron Mueller is an undoubted mediocrity. From any angle, he is a mediocrity. He can have such status and wealth just because his father was also a baron.

I am the baron's personal manservant, responsible for taking care of his life. There is no one in this world who knows him better than I do. When the night was quiet and I was sitting alone in the baron's study chair, I often thought, I am such an excellent person, but I can only be a servant, while a mediocrity like the baron can be a noble for generations. Is this fair?"

"Mimics gave me the opportunity to break this unfairness, and I seized it."

"That's really a vulgar reason."

Xia De frowned and looked at him:

"The appearance of the 【House of Recovery】 was because of love and family affection, and the appearance of that factory was the wish of poor people. This is actually worthy of pity and can reflect human nature and a certain social reality. But the story you gave now is just a story of pure desire and greed."

The mimic in the guise of a manservant asked Xia De calmly:

"God-Caller, isn't what I said correct? The baron's son is a baron for generations, and the servant's son is a servant forever. Is this correct?"

Although the Outlander didn't want to argue with this non-human monster, he still pointed out:

"Anyone can have the wish to pursue a better life and pursue transcending their own class, but they cannot use other people's lives as stepping stones. I know that for this era, what the person you replaced wanted to pursue was difficult to obtain, but this is not an excuse for him to help mimics.

In the end, isn't that manservant still for his own desire?"

"Craving to resurrect a lover, craving to support family with one's own hands, aren't these desires? In my opinion, what we pursue is consistent—transcending fate. As mortals, individual power is limited. It is very difficult to break free from the shackles of the era and mortal secularity, so we must use extraordinary means.

To transcend fate, one must pay a price. God-Caller, you can stand high and accuse me, but you must also understand that not everyone is you. Most people in this world are just ordinary people. Their running speed has limits, their power has limits, and they have limits as mortals.

You can change yourself and the fate of those around you through the power of gods. You can take your powerful power to explore the boundary between gods and mortals, but for others, fate is an eternal shackle, and the appearance of mimics gives them the opportunity to change all this."

The manservant looked at Xia De across the blood pool:

"I know that stories of fate are currently being staged on the island of Fatumunster. For someone like you, even fate is a tool that can be contested. But arrogance is the original sin, God-Caller. Can you really understand the weakness of ordinary people, the humbleness of ordinary people, and the efforts made by ordinary people to change that damn fate?"

The Outlander would not be shaken in his philosophy because of the other party's words:

"I still hold that view. Anyone has the right to fight against fate, but this is absolutely not a reason to harm others. If you want to pay a price for fighting against fate, then pay the price yourself. Is it right to take other people's lives and lives to pay the price to change your own fate?"

Xia De looked at it:

"You keep explaining in your words that you are that manservant, but in my opinion, you will never be a human. Mortals want to fight against fate, relying on their own courage and wisdom. Don't use your dirty flesh and blood to defile the anthem that belongs to ordinary people."

The manservant finally laughed:

"Everything I just said was the thought of the human I replaced. So, do you think he is also not a human?"

"I just think he did wrong."

The mimic shook its head gently:

"I originally wanted to persuade you to understand our philosophy and want you to agree with our brand-new idea—let the power of mimics change civilization and make civilization greater. But it seems that you are questioning whether I am a human, but I am also doubting whether you are a human today—is the difference between me and humans greater, or is the difference between you and those ordinary people greater?"

Xia De did not respond.

"Mortals are weak. There are not so many good things in this world that can both maintain one's own noble character and resist fate. God-Caller, fate favors you, so you can be arrogant. One day, someone will also angrily ask you: are you really a human?"

Xia De thought of the question from the white-haired girl not long ago:

"This question has actually been asked to me before. I think I somewhat understand your idea. Mimics think they have seen through human nature and understood human nature through the Tobesk incident, but what you see is only the negative side of human nature, and you have not yet understood the noble and beautiful ones.

By the way, I am not arrogant about fate. I have long known that I will sooner or later pay the price for what I have obtained, and I am also waiting for that day to come."

The mimic nodded:

"That's good. No matter what the result of this time is, I will remember what you said. I still have a very long time in the future to think and verify what you said. I hope that one day I can get a conclusion."

Xia De was still standing at the door:

"Then who are you? Just a fourth-stage mimic who replaced that manservant? Or are you the incarnation of the 【House of Mimics】?"

The relic in front of the door shook its head:

"God-Caller, I look forward to your flesh and blood merging with me."

Another ordinary red door appeared next to the blood-flesh door. The door opened, and another figure stood in that flesh-and-blood corridor, but did not enter the core room.

This was not the priest of the 【Society of Ten Thousand Returns】 that Xia De was "looking forward to," nor was it an evil cultist spreading bad luck curses, nor was it some giant snake that had become a spirit or other strange things.

The black "human shadow" wore a black robe, and the entire face was hidden in the hood. Even the blood light could not illuminate that darkness. With its appearance, outside the door of the core room of this relic that had the potential to be promoted to an Unknowable-level, the blood color was actually occupied by thick darkness.

There were whispers different from flesh-and-blood erosion in the wriggling darkness. The strong mental pollution different from the 【House of Mimics】 made Xia De couldn't help but frown. If the flesh-and-blood erosion effect of the 【House of Mimics】 had an impact on people like fire burning the skin, then the impact brought by this newly appeared thing was like using an ice knife to scrape the soul.

The feeling the other party brought to Xia De was even more terrifying than the relic under his feet.

The other party's right hand was black and withered, holding several pages of "Puppeteer's Script," and there was blood on the pages. Its left hand was pressed against the flesh-and-blood wall to the side.

Xia De took a deep breath:

"Demon... Black Hand - Tifron?"

This result not only surprised him but also disappointed him somewhat:

"The so-called surprise is actually you?"

But this demon was different from demons like "Stone Mirror - Demon Gode," it didn't talk much, so the mimic gave Xia De the answer:

"Of course, there is more than just us who are hostile to you on this island. This ancient one took the initiative to come and seek help. I only knew of its existence before, but it was also the first time I knew that it could actually exert the power of any relic to the limit, or even exceed the limit, and this only requires me to release and give some permissions." ===== CHAPTER 3485 =====