End? This Play Has Only Just Begun!

At this moment, Cheng Shi suddenly understood. The bargaining chip the other party wanted to seize from this so-called deal was not one of Zainjil's fingers at all, but actually...

Himself!

Cheng Shi himself!

Damn it. They had their eyes on the authority he carried!

Cheng Shi's expression darkened at the thought.

Indeed, Cheng Shi had guessed correctly—at least, half correctly.

Zainjil had indeed taken a fancy to Cheng Shi, but he had not seen that Cheng Shi possessed authority. In the end, he was merely a thief who had stolen divinity and "assembled" himself into a False God. Before truly crossing the threshold to godhood, he could not sense the existence of genuine authority.

He had only seen that Cheng Shi's body was far more suitable for his "descent" than 0221, whose body had been pieced together with faith. That was why he had temporarily changed his procedure and wanted to occupy Cheng Shi's shell.

Little did he know that the reason Cheng Shi seemed suitable in Zainjil's eyes was precisely because Cheng Shi was acting on behalf of the authorities of prosperity and decay!

He could not sense the existence of authority, but that did not mean he could not perceive the harmony these two powers displayed within Cheng Shi. The authorities within Cheng Shi were far more perfectly harmonized than the so-called pieced-together faith within 0221. If he fused with Cheng Shi, then perhaps he could preserve more of the power he had accumulated within the Hanged Man of the Apocalypse.

So Zainjil could hardly be blamed for harboring ulterior motives toward Cheng Shi.

If any believer in Truth saw a more perfect "set of data" at the final juncture of an experiment, they probably would not simply ignore it. Thus, Zainjil had changed the experiment on