"After all, once he became an acquired evil god, he should have broken free from his original destiny... Hmm?"
Ying Zheng fell silent. Why did this description suddenly seem so familiar to him?
The next moment, he suddenly gripped the armrest of the bronze chair, glanced at Su Han in astonishment, and then lowered his head again.
Breaking free from the historical trajectory of the original world... Aren't these members of parliament the same?
"Things are getting interesting." Conan glanced subconsciously at the silent Number Ten. As fellow council members, they were relatively equals to Number Ten within the council... plus, their similarities to the evil god in breaking free from the trajectory of world history...
“No, we are far from being as powerful as the evil god,” Huang Rong categorically rejected.
“Of course we are not, and could not be, evil gods,” Aizen chuckled, his gaze somewhat profound. “But from another perspective, perhaps simply being favored by the council chairman is enough to grant us a status equivalent to that of an evil god in the endless world.”
"No, saying that we are equivalent to the status of evil gods is not entirely accurate... To put it another way, we have similar authority to evil gods in the endless world."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 243 Tony Stark's Shock, and His First Encounter with the Ancient One! (Fourth Update)
Aizen laughed; he found this extremely amusing.
“You mean,” Tony Stark said gravely, “that because of the Council Chairman’s favor, we are equivalent to the level of evil gods in the Endless Worlds…?”
"Just like... the emperor's favorite ministers, whose status in the country will be greatly improved because of the emperor's favor."
The misty space fell into a deathly silence.
Ying Zheng's brow twitched. Although he didn't particularly like Tony Stark's analogy, upon closer examination, it was indeed quite reasonable.
Putting aside their actual strength, they already possess some of the powers that belong to the evil gods. For example, the ability to break free from a fixed destiny, or the inability of the evil gods' power to corrupt them… They lack the actual strength, yet possess these abilities prematurely…
This kind of thing isn't so bad when you're not paying attention... but when you combine the two aspects, it's truly terrifying to think about.
"Ahem," Sawada Tsunayoshi coughed and quickly changed the subject, "Actually, I feel that Aizen-san is just overthinking things. Didn't Qin Shi Huang say before that we are not corrupted by the power of the evil gods and that we break free from the trajectory of fate because of the protection of the Misty Space?"
“However, if we look at the result, not the process, it means that because of the council, we have the same rights as the evil gods in our own world.” Ying Zheng gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a deep look. “From the result... Aizen is right.”
Sawada Tsunayoshi was speechless.
“I’m thinking about another question,” Tony Stark said, his eyes gleaming. “The Endless Void can’t possibly contain only evil gods, so… what other beings in the Endless Void are equivalent to evil gods?”
“But we haven’t encountered any other beings on par with the evil god.” Huang Rong paused for a moment, then realized something and cautiously asked, “Does Mr. Stark have a new idea?”
Tony Stark said softly, "Perhaps what is most equivalent to a god of evil... is the world itself."
Like a lightning bolt flashing through the brain, many people were shaken to their core at that moment.
They understood everything. As members of the Mist Council, their status was, in a sense, equivalent to that of evil gods, and by that calculation, equivalent to the world itself…
No wonder their existence is invisible from the world's perspective. Because they are, in essence, on the same level as the world itself, due to their position as council chairpersons… If the world can interfere with existences within its own world, how can they interfere with existences of equal rank?
“So joining the council means so much,” Ying Zheng’s eyes gleamed. “But that makes sense… No wonder our success rate in our own world’s sacrifices is so high.”
Yes, according to the information Su Han provided about their ritual, the failure rate of offering sacrifices to heaven is actually extremely high...
At first, they were wary, but after two consecutive successes, some inevitably began to have doubts...
But now they understand.
It's possible that the world will give them preferential treatment because of their status as members of the Mist Council, making it easier for them to ascend to heaven through sacrifice.
"Member of the council?" Rukia Kuchiki looked somewhat bewildered.
She originally thought that joining the council would simply allow her to communicate with members of other worlds, and even travel to other worlds under certain circumstances...
But it was only then that she suddenly realized the terrifying significance of being a member of the council. This identity could even be recognized by an endless number of worlds... It was highly likely that this identity had already given them many preferential treatments without their knowledge.
Enough already. Su Han's lips twitched as he was enveloped in mist. Why are you all so good at making things up? And what you're making up actually sounds quite reasonable.
Despite the many flaws, Su Han forcibly suppressed the urge to complain.
“Hmm?” Tony Stark paused suddenly and said, “It seems like someone is calling me from the other side of reality… I’ll log out first.”
Su Han narrowed his eyes. Through his observation privileges, he instantly understood the situation in the Marvel world and immediately controlled Number Ten to speak, "It should be the Ancient One who has arrived."
Tony Stark remained silent for a moment, then turned and gave Number Ten a deep look. "You really do... know everything."
Although Tony Stark didn't know exactly what had happened, he had a feeling that what Number Ten said was probably the truth.
After a brief moment of thought, Madara Uchiha suddenly looked at Su Han and said, "Chairman of the Council, I am very curious about the Ancient One... May I ask if we may witness Tony Stark's meeting with the Ancient One?"
“If Tony Stark himself has no objections,” Su Han said, his words as brief as ever.
Seeing that many people were looking at him, Tony Stark's lips twitched. "Okay, okay... it's not anything shameful."
With the next breath, Tony Stark's figure vanished from his seat, turning into mist.
Su Han lightly tapped the back of the chair, and a dazzling light rose from Tony Stark's bronze chair, spreading outwards and creating a realistic illusion.
It was an extremely solemn temple.
The Ancient One wore a gentle smile, her eyes extremely bright, as she stared intently at Tony Stark, who had his eyes closed, in front of her.
Tony Stark opened his eyes and met the Ancient One's gaze. After a brief silence, Tony Stark stood up calmly. "Greetings, Ancient One. My name is Tony Stark. You can just call me Stark."