Chapter 1264 - 968: Tomorrow

Chapter 1264: Chapter 968: Tomorrow

Now, seventy years of brewing and cultivation have finally come to fruition.

It is not just the terrible defeat of the Golden Dawn.

——It is this perfect and flawless ’disguise’ built up over days and months!

At this moment, even if Woodman stood up and announced to the whole world: ’The Book of Fate in Luo Su’s hands is fake!’, absolutely no one would believe it.

Everyone would think that it was Mimir, using wisdom and strategy, who caused the Golden Dawn to suffer a heavy loss and sounded the horn for the reorganization of the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy.

Far-sighted, anticipating the enemy!

Truly remarkable!

Didn’t Huai Shi just take out the Book of Fate!

This time, Luo Su deliberately transferred important assets in advance, even hiding the Book of Fate on his student, truly a remarkable feat!

What? Luo Su is Loki?

Don’t be joking, friend. Although this old man is quite shameless, sometimes too much like a jerk, a bit cruel, and many a times a bastard... how could he possibly be a villain?

Right!

Just like that, through acting and trickery, he successfully crafted an unshakable persona and image.

From seventy years ago, he had been preparing for this day.

Relying on lies, relying on trickery, relying on a belly full of resentment and anger, carefully planning with calculations, plotting day and night.

Replacing the predetermined protagonist, finally, becoming the ’Hero’ who saves the day!

This moment belongs to him.

Even if only here, even if only Woodman knows!

"You know, I love the stage."

Luo Su smiled: "When the spotlight hits, everything turns glamorous, and everyone gets intoxicated by the beautiful illusion.

As long as you wear a mask, no one cares what lies under the costume——when the horn sounds, each of us has our own role."

He shook his head mockingly: "Who is the protagonist, who is the support, who is the villain, who is cannon fodder... It was destined long before the play began.

Stop trying to steal the show, friend, take your exit with your snack box."

He said, "You need to learn to go with the flow of the times."

"Without the Book of Fate, unable to inherit Utopia’s Correction Value, you want to rebuild the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy?"

Woodman looked at Luo Su coldly, sneering: "You’re daydreaming!"

"If you have dreams, you should pursue them; deal with what comes after when you wake up."

Luo Su leaned back on the bench, once again showing a mysterious expression: "Moreover, how do you know——whether or not I found the Book of Fate in the past seventy years?"

Woodman’s expression froze.

And Luo Su laughed again.

"Wow, you believed that again?" The old man grinned wickedly: "Really? You already know I’m Loki, yet you believe I’ll tell you the truth?

Woodman, you’re so gentle!"

"By the way, you can guess again..." He paused, asking mysteriously: "Am I really Loki? Or is this another guise of Mimir? Or perhaps, the real Mimir is actually another aspect of Zeus?"

"You’ve won this round, Luo Su."

Woodman suppressed the anger in his heart, speaking coldly: "I hope you continue to win, remember, our game is going to be long..."

Just one loss is enough to cause everything you own to shatter into pieces in Hell!

He said, "I look forward to seeing how long a dream maintained by lies can last."

"To be honest, I’m a person who avoids trouble, fickle interests, never enduring, especially not suited for a ’pillar’ job that would lead to overwork death."

Luo Su shook his head, "On the contrary, I prefer to live indulgently and leave when it’s over. What I’m best at is shifting responsibilities, unashamedly throwing my mess for others to clean up, amusing myself with their complaints.

So, you’re overthinking... Woodman, even without me, the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy can be reorganized in the hands of others — in the hands of someone better than me."

"Besides, haven’t you forgotten?" he said, "There are existing gods, even the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy has them."

"Come on, Luo Su."

Woodman shook his head dismissively: "If I were you, I wouldn’t expect much from a mere decoration."

"No, no, no."

Luo Su chuckled meaningfully, raising two fingers as if celebrating victory: "What I mean is——now, there are two!"

"...You can talk nonsense, Luo Su." Woodman was unmoved, "But don’t think I will believe your nonsense."

"Belief or disbelief is up to you, but whether to speak or not is up to me."

Luo Su spread his hands, smiling maliciously: "Moreover, by saying so, a seed of doubt will germinate in your mind, won’t you start to suspect? Feel hesitant? Unconsciously become wary? That’s my goal, Woodman!

I can say everything just now was false, but will you really believe it?

Do you truly think I don’t have the Book of Fate? Do you truly think I’ve told you the whole truth? Or do you think this is all I’ve prepared for you?"

"Think, Woodman, you need to think, constantly think!"

Luo Su grinned, maliciously whispering: "But remember, once you start thinking, I will laugh."

Woodman said nothing.

His face only grew increasingly unpleasant.

While Luo Su savored the scent of anger, he was refreshed.