"So, the place where the disaster started? He certainly chose a good place." Aizen said softly, gripping his Zanpakuto tightly and slowly walking into the distance. "Then I won't compete with him for it."
"There's nothing to steal, is there?" Tony Stark glanced at Aizen speechlessly. There are evil spirits all over Japan, so what's there to steal? Then, he turned and glanced at Saeko Busujima. "I'll go take a look around... You should be fine here. After all, All Might is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the faceplate closed up again, flames shot out from the hands and feet of the Iron Man armor, and he soared into the sky.
...
When Su Han opened his eyes again, he was already sitting high on the bronze throne in the Hall of Mist. The hall was very quiet at the moment, and it was clear that the council members were each lost in their own thoughts.
Swallowing hard, Huang Rong suddenly spoke, "Did you all see that last phantom in yellow? That must have been an illusion... Hahahaha."
The more she laughed, the softer her voice became. Looking around at the people who weren't responding to her, Huang Rong broke out in a cold sweat.
"That guy must be the King in Yellow, right?"
Whitebeard's expression was solemn; his two enormous hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, a profound sense of powerlessness washing over him. What a magnificent scene it was!
In the endless void, a strange figure in yellow robes wanders. He is powerful and enigmatic, easily causing worlds that brush past him to fall.
It's as if the King in Yellow doesn't actually harbor any ill will towards those worlds, but his very existence is something those worlds cannot bear. They cannot approach him.
"This is truly beyond my imagination," Daigo Madoka said, his mind unsettled.
He recalled the strange, evil god-like monster that Ultraman Tiga faced at the end of the story he had watched, in the movie "Starry Sky." That forbidden and terrifying being possessed the power to destroy the world...
However, compared to the real evil gods, the evil gods in the world of Ultraman Tiga seem quite adorable.
Conan pushed up his glasses. He first glanced at the aloof Su Han, his mind reeling. He took a deep breath to calm himself before turning his gaze to Number Ten, who remained composed throughout.
"Mr. Number Ten, could you give us some information about... the King in Yellow?" After a pause, Conan quickly added, "Of course, if there are any taboos involved, please forgive my intrusion and don't need to answer my questions."
Number 10 remained silent for a long time. Just as Conan was vaguely sensing unease, Number 10 spoke up, "There's nothing to say... I'm not very familiar with the King in Yellow! I only know about the being behind the King in Yellow... The King in Yellow is actually one of the incarnations of that evil god, isn't he?"
I see, then it's not so... um?!
Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at Number Ten, dumbfounded. What had he just heard? The King in Yellow was the incarnation of a true evil god?
Holy crap! Isn't the King in Yellow the true form of an evil god? That monster was just an avatar!
Sawada Tsunayoshi slumped in his chair, his composure completely shattered.
In fact, it wasn't just him. Everyone else present who understood the implication was also deeply shaken and speechless.
"Is that so?" Ying Zheng stared at Number Ten expressionlessly, muttering to himself, "Even if it's just an avatar, it possesses the power to destroy the world... And Number Ten said he wasn't very familiar with the King in Yellow, but he seems to have a good relationship with the true form of the evil god behind the King in Yellow?"
"At least when he talks about the being behind the King in Yellow, he does so very casually. It's an attitude of equality; no matter what, they are beings of the same level."
“Oh, right,” Number Ten added as if he had suddenly remembered something, “that guy’s codenames are quite interesting… like Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea, the Nameless One, right? That should be enough for you, right? After all, you just wanted to satisfy your curiosity.”
“That’s enough.” Rukia Kuchiki looked at Number Ten quietly. What they knew so far had already shattered their worldview.
But then again... the Lord of the Deep Sea and Starry Sky is beyond description. Does the Deep Sea and Starry Sky refer to that void that contains the world?
Rukia Kuchiki pondered deeply. Because she was a ruler of that void, deep sea and starry sky, she could destroy the world with impunity. Without any scruples!
However, since that person is the ruler of that void world... then what kind of great achievements and what kind of name does the extremely low-key Number Ten have in that vast void?
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Chapter 115 Brings Peace to All Realms
"Gurarara, I suddenly remembered when I first joined the council."
Whitebeard suddenly laughed. He raised his head and looked directly at Su Han on the bronze throne. Although his smile was hearty, his expression was somewhat complicated. "The more you know... the more you feel your own insignificance."
“Indeed,” Conan bowed slightly to Su Han, his words filled with respect, “I offer you my highest respect.”
The thought that without Su Han's convening of the meeting and his means of confronting the evil god's creation, their world might have been forever condemned to eternal damnation and utter destruction... sent chills down Conan's spine. He felt that no amount of respect he showed Su Han was excessive.
Moreover, the being before them, even stripped of everything else, in essence... was probably far beyond their comprehension...
“There’s no need for that. I’ve already gotten what I wanted,” Su Han replied gently.
What they wanted to obtain? Huang Rong lowered her eyes, thinking it over and over. Was it really their battles and performances that had won the favor of the council chairman?
Thinking about it again, it's surprising that Number Ten, who might be on par with the King in Yellow, was able to set aside his arrogant and powerful demeanor as an evil god. He even deliberately created an avatar to perform for Su Han alongside these weaklings of the world…
This is even more terrifying to think about!
Huang Rong bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and said with complicated emotions, "Let alone the evil god's true form... even the Yellow King, an incarnation of the evil god, can manipulate the world at will."
Su Han's body was shrouded in mist. He used his authority to learn what the others were thinking, and his eyelids began to twitch wildly.
He thought to himself, "Indeed... there are no limits to human imagination."
Enveloped in mist, he weighed the stone he had obtained earlier. Although he had completely absorbed the evil god's aura that had tainted it, he could still sense that the stone possessed something special.
"Or... how about using my abilities in the misty space to get a glimpse out of it?"
Thinking about this, Su Han felt a little itchy. With a thought, a large amount of information was read and fed into Su Han's brain.
Su Han's pupils dilated suddenly as a flood of information surged through his mind. "This is... interesting. It's actually this!"
This stone isn't really a stone, because it contains a wealth of knowledge.
The reason that yellow-robed priest was able to use so many abilities was because he had gained a tiny bit of knowledge from them.
Of course, an ordinary person acquiring this knowledge might go insane and die due to their own limitations. But Su Han in the Misty Space was omniscient and omnipotent, so he could easily and effectively integrate this knowledge.