"What are you, you, you?!"
Captured in Duanmu Huai's hand, the Nine Gates Chieftain had completely lost his composure. He stared at Duanmu Huai in terror and panic.
It seemed he was utterly incapable of understanding what kind of existence stood before him. Or rather, his brain simply could not process the information of why someone wearing sci-fi armor had suddenly appeared in his home.
Duanmu Huai, however, had no interest in this. He merely stared at the Nine Gates Chieftain and asked,
"Answer my question, old man. What are you trying to do? Why use Shoggoths to infect humans? Answer me! What is your Final Plan?!"
"Plan? Plan? Plan?!"
Only then did the Nine Gates Chieftain seem to come back to his senses after hearing Duanmu Huai's question. He stared at Duanmu Huai and stretched his mouth into a grin.
"There is no plan! This is all merely a performance dedicated to it! You, me, everyone in this city—we are all actors on the stage! We are all actors! There are no exceptions!"
"I've had enough of your nonsense."
Duanmu Huai could not be bothered to listen to this idiot's drivel any longer. He raised his left hand and aimed it at the Nine Gates Chieftain, intending to scan him—he could get answers directly from the shadows, so why waste time on the original body?
Even so, the Nine Gates Chieftain did not stop struggling. Although Duanmu Huai had him firmly in his grasp, he still desperately swung his head back and forth, as if trying to shake it right off his body.
At the same time, he did not stop screaming.
"Can you hear it? I can hear it! The music and applause marking the end of the scene! The cheers! The cheers! Can you see it? The