The Humanoid Pluton still did not move. It merely glanced at Ren. "You're impressive, to have guessed all that. Unfortunately, you're not from the D. Family!"
Ren spoke calmly, still chuckling. "Hey, hey... don't be so full of yourself. I'm surprised that the legendary Humanoid Pluton is still alive, but judging from your state, you must be surviving through some special method. Once you leave this place, or make any rash moves, your endless life will keep draining away until you finally die. Half a year? No, three months? Oh... one month?"
"You..." The Humanoid Pluton frowned. "How do you know? Even Roger was the only one who knew that!"
Ren shook his head. "I could tell from your expression. What a pity. You're merely a relic of an era, barely clinging to life until now. You've already lost the bearing a king should have. I don't even care to kill someone like you, nor do I want to. Especially since you rely on the God Tree to sustain your life—I look down on you even more for that!"
"Hmph... brat, you're awfully arrogant!" The Humanoid Pluton was somewhat enraged.
Ren sneered. "No... I once knew someone too, someone very powerful. He was similar to you. He once dominated an era and even created one. Unfortunately, in that era, he had an opponent who was both friend and enemy. The two of them created an era together, but he ultimately lost to his opponent. Afterward, he survived through his own wisdom, lingering on in miserable existence while secretly planning for the future. He relied on a tree to survive for countless years, and after finally being resurrected, he prepared to fulfill his dream. Unfortunately, just when he thought he had succeeded, he never realized that he was merely a pawn.