"Why couldn't you give me the entire Script?"
Although he had already achieved his goal, Chthon could not resist asking for more. "What was the difference between giving me part of it and giving me all of it?
"Even if it really was King of Abilities' trap, wouldn't giving only part of it be even more dangerous than giving everything?"
The Intermediary did not reveal the real reason. He merely smiled and said, "Because I feel like it."
"Hahaha, The Intermediary, that line had half my flair."
Wade burst into laughter. "Congratulations, you've taken another solid step toward becoming a madman. In the future, you'll definitely be an amazing madman. You might even get the chance to become a king. I'm a man who wants to become the Madman King."
"Madman King?"
Both The Intermediary and Chthon were speechless. Chthon could not help sighing. The Intermediary was becoming increasingly dangerous. His true body in the Main Universe had to stay far away from him, or he might get chopped to death by him someday.
"Fuck, on my side, it's either vermin or madmen. How am I supposed to beat King of Abilities?"
Chthon complained inwardly. As he always said, he did not believe he had done anything wrong. The only reason he had failed was because his allies were useless. He, Chthon, was perfect.
"The Intermediary, I want to know everything related to the Pocket Dimensions."
Chthon said, "Tell me this information, and I won't bother you again for the time being. But I'll definitely come back in the future, unless you tell me all the intelligence."
"I'll be waiting for you."
The Intermediary said, "The Script did not record much intelligence about the Pocket Dimensions. King of Abilities probably deliberately blurred the information in this regard. However, it did