Accompanied by the musicians' performance, the Assyrian King, who possessed a fine beard like a knitted sweater, rose from his throne. Raising his scepter, he led a large group of Assyrian soldiers—each only half his height—out from the ancient relief mural, through the transparent glass of the display case, walked up to Wood, bowing before him.
Great God—
The soldiers behind the Assyrian King knelt in a dense, dark mass upon the ground.
God! God! Great God!
“Wait, wait!”
Wood was left dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events, his brain nearly grinding to a halt: "Wh.. what happened.."
Lord! Lead us into the charge!
The Assyrian King spoke thus, his booming Voice stirring a vast echo—
(Echo? Wait a minute! We are clearly still—)
Wood, suddenly coming to his senses, looked around and discovered to his surprise that he was already standing in a wilderness overgrown with tall grass!
The postmodern, minimalist-style Showroom had vanished without a trace!
Above was a clear, sparkling starry sky that could never be seen in a twenty-first-century modern metropolis. All around were wild grasses swaying in the night breeze, with beasts lurking deep within them, beneath his feet was soil emitting a mixed scent of dew, grass, blood.
“What is going on! Where is this place! Why am I—"
Because I wanted to see you.
"Rex's Voice" echoed faintly from high above.
Wood squinted and looked up, seeing the bright stars converging at an unnatural speed, finally condensing into an indescribable entity shimmering with multicolored light.
Is this your true form? You monster from outer space!
I am not a monster from the Outer Universe. I am the Most Primitive Lifeform nurtured by this land. I—
I don't want to hear your nonsense! Let me go this instant, or—
Swish!
The Holy Sword flowed from his wrist into his palm.
Wood licked his lips: "My surface consciousness is indeed useless, but my deep consciousness is an expert at killing, my body is also a perfect tool created for combat."
I know, I know you are a perfect tool for combat, which is why I must bring you into my camp.
Rex," he emphasized in a voice that was almost a plea, "Only you have the power to bring Hell to the Mortal Realm. Only you can end the rule of those Demons. Only you.. can truly save me.. Only—
Boom!
The Holy Sword swung down suddenly, cleaving Rex into two symmetrical halves, then—
Wood had just withdrawn his sword when Rex, composed of a substance similar to Amoeba, rapidly regenerated. He pressed his hands against the scars on his face as if kneading clay, leaving his partially repaired lips uneven.
What a pity. If you were the you who had already regained your memories, that strike just now could have killed me completely. But you have lost your most important memory; the current you possesses a perfect physique, yet has absolutely no idea how to use it correctly.. Such a perfect body, yet.. what a tragedy. Why not just hand it over to me~ Then, you will learn the proper way to use your body..
—Disgusting!
Wood interrupted impatiently, "Every word that comes out of your mouth makes me sick!"
But I love you so much, I love you so, so much. I long for your recognition, I long for your power, I long to—
Deception is destined to never obtain anything of value!
Wood interrupted Rex once again, saying with heartache, "Leave this poor vagrant alone! He has suffered too much; you shouldn't exploit his intense obsession with living and his last shred of human dignity.. You—you are a complete Monster!"
But he accepted me of his own accord.
Rex raised his head, his neck stretching wildly like a snake. "Compared to the grand, elegant, noble world of ten thousand years ago, which was supported by spiritual power, this current world is barbaric, ugly, fragile! Humans waste so much time on satisfying their lowest and most primitive desires; many of them have even lost the most basic sense of compassion for their own kind. It is simply disgusting!
I admit there are indeed many disgusting people and things in this current world, but you have no right—
Rex is qualified.
Rex," Wood looked at him with sorrowful eyes, "Have you heard the story of Rex?
He..
Before becoming a Mole Person who could only hide in the Sewer, he was also a respectable man with a house, a car, a wife, children, a high-paying job, but—just because of one small, insignificant accident, his once happy life was completely destroyed! He became a lowly Mole Person, his family—if they are still alive, they must be a group of Mole People as well.
“..”
Precisely because he has long lived in Hell, he surrendered his body to me so easily and willingly. He is still alive, but he is merely living; what sustains him is biological instinct and a faint flame deep within his heart—to reunite with his kin, to take revenge on the world that brought him destruction!
At this point, Rex flashed another strange smile: "Even so, are you still going to stop me?"
“I..”
“You're right, I was indeed an evil force that invaded Earth, I was an enemy of the human civilization of the Previous Era, which is why I was sealed within the Jungle Pyramid by the human civilization of the Previous Era—but I was also revered by the Aztecs as Quetzalcoatl's Secret Treasure, the Eye of Quetzalcoatl, received the most devout fleshly offerings from them.”
—What exactly are you trying to say!
"What on earth are you trying to say!" Wood shouted.
A powerful intuition told him—he could not let Rex finish speaking, he could not listen to the words with such intense, corrosive will that spilled from his mouth!
I want to say—is a country like America truly necessary? Almost all the suffering on the American continent stems from it, from its greed, gluttony, pride, evil, debauchery—should a country built upon a peak of wickedness not be destroyed?
Rex" looked at Wood tenderly: "Help me, destroy this country, or—do nothing, watch me destroy this nation that is rotten and festering through and through.
.. I..
Wood fell into confusion.
"Rex's" words carried a hint of incitement, but his proposal was truly enticing.
America.. is a..
“This is a horrific, festering, pus-filled corpse crawling with maggots that must be eradicated and cleansed immediately. Its very existence is the ultimate trampling of all the beautiful things that intelligent civilizations can nurture—even for an extraterrestrial lifeform like me. Or rather, precisely because I am an anomaly from outer space who has had contact with the noble civilizations of the Previous Era that Earth once nurtured, I find it even more intolerable that the sovereignty of Earth has fallen into the hands of these rotting, festering things.”
Those guys are indeed—
Compared to the humans of the Previous Era on Earth who possessed beautiful and healthy spiritual power, I, who exist solely for the purpose of expansion and consumption, am indeed an extremely ugly existence. However, compared to the humanoid Monsters living on this land of America today—who are cannibalistic and covered in rotting, oozing pus—I feel I am much more like a civilized species.
"Rex," Rex coaxed, a look gradually appeared in Wood's eyes—
So, lend me your power. With your power, we can definitely end the corrupt rule of these Monsters and give Earth a healthy and beautiful tomorrow.
—And then?
Wood asked instinctively, "Once we work together to clear them out, you'll take the opportunity to occupy Earth?"
I have already abandoned the plan to occupy Earth. I am not your enemy, I will never become your enemy.
"Rex" opened his mouth, revealing gums that looked like half-rotten pomegranate.
We—let us form an alliance!
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Chapter 76 Quetzalcoatl's Secret Treasure (13)
—Even if you do nothing after our alliance, as long as you do not interfere with my actions, I am confident that I can completely eradicate that persistent Monster that occupies vast stretches of land and drips foul corpse-water from every single pore within a year, then—
And then what?
Wood looked at Rex with cold eyes.
As if he had not noticed Wood's dissatisfaction, Rex spread his arms wide and shouted with great fervor, "We shall build a brand new empire upon the ruins! A truly beautiful world!"
Please provide the Chinese paragraph you would like me to translate.
Wood said bluntly, "You want to ally with me because you are no match for Boss, you don't even have the confidence to defeat me and occupy this country—once you obtain this country, you will immediately reveal your devouring nature, continuously expanding your body like the mass you left in the Mysterious Stone Cabinet, until all the cities, villages, forests, farmland, mountains, rivers on Earth are covered by your mucus-like, filthy, constantly wriggling body! Every living thing nurtured by Earth will become your food, to be raised, devoured, assimilated by you!"
Please provide the paragraph you would like me to translate.
"Rex," he seduced softly, as the Assyrian King, temporarily resurrected by his power, led his army to surround Wood.
Wood looked them over, seeing only pitch-black shadows without hair or facial features.
“Those things—”
If you refuse me, they will attack you.
"Rex" spoke bluntly.
However, it is absolutely Impossible for me to accept your invitation.
Why?
“Because—those things that parasitize and devour this country like monsters are loathed by their commoners and called 'Lizard Men' in urban legends, but they are, after all, lifeforms nurtured by Earth, humans who can converse, communicate, speak. But you—you are a complete anomaly, from another universe, possessing thoughts and an ecology entirely different from ours.”
“..”
As far as I know, the human civilization of the Previous Era was a spiritual civilization—if you had even a shred of kindness, mercy, or a will to coexist, the remnants of the Previous Era who struggled so hard to survive the Earth Cataclysm and desperately need to rebuild their homes and restore their population would not hesitate to sacrifice themselves just to seal you and lock you inside the Jungle Pyramid! It is evident that even in the eyes of the humans from the Previous Era, who advocated for tolerance, gentleness, nobility, you are an absolutely untrustworthy thing!
Wood looked sternly at Rex: "I understand the sadness and despair of the Rex you have possessed, I understand why he chose you, because the scarred man has no future and no tomorrow; he only wants to take revenge on this world that hurt him! But I am not him, I must be responsible for the future of humanity and Earth! I—will absolutely never cooperate with you! I will never stand by and watch you do things that harm Earth and the fate of humanity!"
—Even if those ants outside never know that you once rejected my invitation for them! Even if they did, it would be impossible for them to ever thank you! Instead, they would be jealous of you because you possess power beyond their imagination! They would hate you! Fear you! Slander you! Persecute you! Just like the recurring trope in their superhero comics—a hero being judged by the masses because of their own nobility!
"Rex" looked at Wood with a sneer.
A Hero does not become a hero for the sake of being a hero. Before becoming a hero, a hero never thought they would become one; they simply do what they can to act in accordance with their own morals and values.
Wood replied indifferently, "I am the same. For some reason, everyone I encounter in this country believes I am related to the evil god Loki from Norse Mythology. Even Loki's Children believe I am their Father—even though I share no similarities with Loki from Norse Mythology in terms of personality, thoughts, or actions.. I wonder if they have mistaken me for Loki, or if the records of Norse Mythology are wrong."
Mythology? All the ancient myths passed down to this day are stories that align with the perceptions of the ancient peoples who created them. They are reflections of the values of ancient societies, not accurate records of the ancient world.
Rex" said sarcastically, "I was sealed into this era by the remnants of the Previous Era. In the ten thousand years since, I have witnessed countless versions of myths rise from birth to extinction. Myths that originally only circulated in small areas and among small groups were gradually exaggerated and embellished into omnipotent Creator Gods as the tribes that worshiped them continued to expand. Gods who originally represented virtue and nobility were also vilified into debauched Demons because the tribes that once worshiped them became enemies to those who worshiped other gods..
What do you mean by all this?
Sensing that there was more to Rex's words, Wood asked back warily.
You mean—in the early stages of Norse Mythology and even earlier, Loki was not an evil god!
“..”
You should reclaim the glory that rightfully belongs to you!
“..”
“Loki is a nature god, a Fire God, a god of wisdom representing creation and civilization. Therefore, he fathered his sisters who represent time and eternity, later fathered Hela, who rules over Death, Jormungand, who represents water and the ocean, Fenrir, who lies between wildness and rationality, who possesses the power of the prophecy that leads Darkness to kill Light. The reason he is repeatedly vilified, weakened, mocked as an evil god in myths behind the scenes is that, like Tyr, he is one of the ancient Gods who existed long before the current ruling Gods of Asgard. Once the Asgardian pantheon attained dominance, it was inevitable that they would lower the status of the ancient Gods and strip them of their divinity.”