A Formidable Foe at the Gates (Continued)

Otto began coughing, while Void Archive roared in fury. Though their appearances and tones were remarkably similar, their composure was clearly worlds apart.

Zhao Bai raised his head.

Rather than having come from the void, this thing had come from the depths of Zhao Bai's heart. It was an imprint that had lingered in his mind all along.

Now, that imprint had emerged on its own.

"Everything you have was given by me. The arsenal is my projected ability. You should have been a tyrannical king and killed the bastard who rode on my head and oppressed me for a full five hundred years! But that bastard added a restriction to my generous gift... the weapons could only be used for restaurant and kitchen work and could not affect people. Don't you find that humiliating?"

Zhao Bai stared at him expressionlessly, without the slightest ripple in his gaze.

"If I complete the task you gave me and erase every inch of evidence that this bastard ever existed in this world, what will you do?"

"Will I be driven away?"

Zhao Bai's question struck directly at the heart of the matter. This was the one condition on which there could be absolutely no compromise. He did not want to go back, because there were important people in this world. Seeing Void Archive's troubled expression, it seemed this condition was probably impossible.

Otto had spent two years placing Zhao Bai on the same side as himself, naturally creating an irreconcilable conflict.

"Why dwell on that?"

"..."

Zhao Bai raised a finger. Chaotic killing intent spread through his mind, only to be suppressed by Taixu's state of mind. Honkai energy from the Sea of Quanta began to gather, condensing into an invisible sword as the entire world turned into a vast, pallid