"At last... at last..."
The thatched hut creaked open, and a figure emerged from within.
He wore a tattered gray-black robe, without the slightest trace of mechanical modification on his body. His beard and grime concealed his original features, leaving only a pair of eyes gleaming with sharp light.
But in the next moment, this "person" exploded with a boom, turning into countless streams of information.
One mysterious symbol and sigil after another formed his body. His life-form had long since changed; he was neither flesh-and-blood nor a mechanical life-form, but an information life-form—a Knowledge Demon!
"Not good!"
The moment they saw that man reveal his mysterious form, the thirteen princes immediately cut off the communication. Yet among the dukes listening in, several still screamed as their eyes exploded.
Even those equipped with mechanical prosthetic eyes only found the explosions becoming even more horrifying.
"A believer in some hidden existence!"
"The last member of some powerful organization!"
"William Charles!"
"You've gone too far!"
A prince of the Messiah Family roared, "We helped you, kept you from falling into complete madness... Is this how you repay us?"
At the center of the conference table, the perfect 3D projection began to warp, as though the AI controlling the place had malfunctioned.
Countless images shattered and reassembled... until, at last, a man's face appeared. "You helped me, and I helped you... But you greedily demanded more and more from me... If I hadn't been in poor condition, I would have long since... Hahaha... Forget it... This time, who are we dealing with?"
Prince Doma's expression turned incomparably grave. "William... your madness has grown worse... Only by working with us can you preserve your human consciousness. This benefits both sides."
"Forget it... I'll see for myself..."
As an Imprint bearer who had opened the