Originally, There Was Nothing / At Least He Didn't Kick the Endfield Cup

He murmured again, "But how can I gain power?"

"Power has always been hidden within our hearts."

"In my heart?"

Yes, as long as... you're willing.

"I... will?"

"Do you remember how we felt when we treated those infected? Power left us, and our full bodies were filled with emptiness." Oute began to speak in riddles with his eyes closed.

"Yes... how empty it is."

But Mephisto seemed to fall for it.

With the help of Mephisto's eyes, Oute confirmed the direction of Faust's attack.

How can you be so despicable?

Chapter 140 Originally there was nothing.

"Attention all units! The Reunion Movement has broken through Rhodes Island's blockade! Prepare to intercept them!"

"Repeat! The Reunion Movement has broken through Rhodes Island's blockade! Prepare to intercept them!"

Such instructions echoed continuously in the Lungmen Guard Department's internal channels.

Following Oute's "mistake," a large number of Reunion Movement frantically rushed towards the gap exposed in Rhodes Island.

The gap doesn't face directly towards the Lungmen Guard Department —that would seem too malicious.

But the actual effect was about the same: after the Reunion Movement members came out of the gap, most of the escape routes they could choose had already been used by the Lungmen Guard Department.

The final result was that the Lungmen Guard Department managed to annihilate this wave of enemies that could only be achieved through a head-on confrontation.

Thanks to numerous prior preparations, the only difference between these conventional battlefields now lies in whether one achieves a flawless, undamaged victory or a commendable, albeit wounded, victory.

Let's set them aside for now.

The battlefield that had the greatest impact on Oute's plan was actually Mephisto.

"Thank you! My other self!" Mephisto's cloudy eyes cleared.

He seems to have come to regard Oute's voice as his second personality... Considering his age and mental state, perhaps this is quite normal?

"Mephisto, who have you been talking to since the beginning?!" Panic caused the Phantom Crossbowmen to hurl insults at Mephisto.

Frankly speaking, this is far from being considered outrageous by most people...

Clearly, Mephisto was in the minority.

He stared at the Phantom Crossbowmen with curiosity, a stare that made him feel a little uneasy.

Then, Mephisto politely said, "Thank you for giving me directions."

The infected healer channeled power into the Phantom Crossbowmen's body, and a jet-black crystalline shell exploded and grew rapidly from the Phantom Crossbowmen's back.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" the Phantom Crossbowmen screamed in agony.

The Originium crystal pressed against his spine, causing him immense pain and distorting his movements.

Mephisto, who had been tucked under his arm, immediately rolled several times on the solid ground of the slum like a gourd.

Covered in dust and grime, Mephisto burst into maniacal laughter. "See that? Another me! This is our power!"

Seeing Mephisto's performance, Oute could hardly bear to watch:

Despite the fact that Mephisto had already undergone a stress reduction and had his "tyrannical" state removed due to his possession, his current unbridled friendly fire is truly outrageous.

The real world, in its "non-copy state," is similar to Hamlet Town: once the stress is reduced, the "hero" will escape from the torment.

Oute stared at Mephisto, trying to find that "tyrannical" torment again.

But they gained nothing.

Mephisto then called out loudly, "Herd! Come to me!"

As he spoke, he looked eagerly toward the office.

The defensive line, formed by the guards, fortifications, and officers, remains impregnable.

Even more suffocating is that on the top floor of the office, in the place of the Winter Lieutenant Machine Gun that Faust had destroyed, another prototype has been replaced.

Compared to the first model, this machine gun has a longer barrel, a different sealing ring material, and the nitrogen gas pumped out expands more fully each time.

Faced with this situation, even if Oute were to command the Reunion Movement, it would probably be difficult to achieve a flawless victory—some teammates would inevitably have to be sacrificed.

Moreover, for the side launching a surprise attack and besieging the city, a stalemate is already a defeat!

Oute sighed.

If Mephisto continues to act recklessly like this, he probably won't be able to reach the target location on time.

If Mephisto is not given the possibility of breaking through, Faust's actions will become even more unpredictable...

Let nature take its course?

No, the reserves have been used up; we need to get the plan back on track... That means...

Was the Guard team led by Hoshiguma and Swire?

Oute double-checked.

I'm sorry.

Consider it something I owe you.

"I'm not reconciled," the voice said from the depths of my heart.

Mephisto panicked instantly.

He clearly knows the reality, but he's just been deceiving himself.

"What's wrong? Another me!"

His evasive tone also revealed a hint of self-awareness. "We can win!"

"Just share your power with all of them!"

"But..."

What was Faust called again?

Oute frowned.

Soon, he remembered. "... Sasha, can he survive?"

Mephisto's breath hitched.

Oute once again nailed the problem he was resisting into his mind.

"My other self...do you have any good ideas?" Mephisto pleaded, while simultaneously stomping on the leg of the Phantom Crossbowmen.

"Kill... kill me! Please... you..."

He stomped hard on the Phantom Crossbowmen's foot, deforming the Phantom Crossbowmen's hand, and then said roughly, "Don't bother me!"

Then, he humbly ingratiated himself with "another self"—just as he had with Talulah, "Talulah," and Faust.

"You must have a way, right? We can't live without Eno!"

"If we break through the defenses..."

Mephisto repeated himself, then hesitated, "But I still want to kill that hooded monster..."

"Moreover, Talulah also asked me..."

But a voice deep inside her said, "Sister Talulah certainly wouldn't want anything to happen to Sasha either!"

Oute sighed deeply, then continued his affected manner, sending a message: "It's all the fault of the Skullshatterer and the Crownslayer!"

"They ruined Talulah's plans!"

"Let's take Sasha back together! That way..."

Look down at those dark things on the ground; that's your integrity, Oute.

Mephisto's eyes were glazed over as he blurted out, "Then, Sister Talulah will definitely praise us."

"But how can we save Sasha?"

Before Oute could even design anything, Mephisto excitedly answered his own question, "That gap!"

"Although it is clearly a trap, it is undoubtedly the weakest point in the entire encirclement in order to create it!"

"Straight ahead?"

"No, no, no, that won't do!"

"The intention is too obvious!"

"Kill...me..." The Phantom Crossbowmen's mangled fingers tugged at Mephisto's trouser leg.

The air fell silent.

Mephisto suddenly burst into laughter. "That's right! That's right! That's right!"

"This is it!"

Mephisto bent down and said softly, "Fight for me, my warrior."

More Originium crystals grew from various parts of the Phantom Crossbowmen's body, with one crystal lying across his throat.

He finally couldn't even bring himself to say "kill me."

Chapter 141 At Least They Didn't Kick the World-Slaying Cup

Oute rubbed his Jingming acupoint.

He grew to hate Mephisto more and more; this brat, corrupted by the Black Snake during his childhood, had developed his evil deeds in a repulsive way.