Now, after seventy years of cultivation and preparation, the harvest had finally arrived.
It was not merely Golden Dawn's crushing defeat.
—It was this flawless "disguise," perfected through the accumulation of countless days and years!
At this moment, even if Woodman stood up and announced to the whole world, "The Book of Destiny in Russell's hands is fake!" absolutely no one would believe him.
Everyone would think that Mimir had used wisdom and strategy to inflict grievous losses upon Golden Dawn, sounding the horn for the reorganization of the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage.
Deeply calculating, always one step ahead!
Truly formidable!
Hadn't Huai Shi just brought out the Book of Destiny?
This time, Russell had transferred his important assets in advance and actually hidden the Book of Destiny on his student. What incredible nerve!
What? Russell was Loki?
Don't joke around, friend. That old man might be a little cheap, a little nasty, occasionally a little too inhuman, dark-hearted, and a complete bastard in many ways... but how could he possibly be some evil prick?
Right?
And so, through acting and deception, he had successfully built an unshakable persona and image.
He had been preparing for this day since seventy years ago.
Relying on lies, relying on schemes, relying on the fury and hatred filling his heart, he had plotted with painstaking care, day and night.
He had replaced the predetermined protagonist and, at last, become the "hero" who turned the tide!
This moment belonged to him.
Even if only here, even if Woodman alone knew of it!
"Do you know? I like the stage."
Russell smiled. "When the spotlight shines down, everything becomes dazzling and glamorous, and everyone becomes intoxicated by beautiful illusions.
As long as you wear a mask, no one cares what lies beneath the costume—when the horn