Chapter 15 True Fiend?

True 'fiend'?

Su Zhou could easily understand what Yala meant. For example, when Yala spoke of things like the last vestiges or fiends, those were just casual insults between gods. If you scold me for being an ungrateful wooden head, I'll scold you for coiling up like feces. If the relationship isn't good, naturally, you won't use kind words to address the other's affiliated clans.

But if Yala used a serious tone to refer to a true 'fiend', it probably meant that this fiend wasn't just a casual insult between gods, but a genuine 'monster' recognized by many gods, even evil gods!

"What kind of fiend?!"

The thought made Su Zhou a little excited. He eagerly asked, "A demon? A devil? Or the 'heavenly demon' from the Indian scriptures?"

"None of those." Yala rejected all the guesses outright. It said directly, "Those fiends you mentioned, frankly speaking, all have purposes, organizations, leaders, and corresponding gods. The fiend I'm talking about is a 'true fiend' born from 'destruction' itself."

"What?! Heavenly demons aside, aren't demons and devils the embodiment of 'evil' itself?"

This statement shocked Su Zhou. The serpent spirit narrowed its eyes and said in a faint tone, "Heavenly demons have their own ecological logic and stance, which I won't discuss. As for demons, their original meaning is a collection of malicious existences. They are the demons of whoever they oppose, so their essence isn't the 'race' you're implying."

"As for devils…"

Speaking of this, Yala chuckled. Su Zhou lightly slapped his forehead, realizing the inappropriateness of his question.

—The prototype of the greatest and earliest devil in the original versions of various sacred covenants, named 'Adversary (satan)', was now on his ear!

"In short, this fiend born from 'destruction' itself can be called 'Doomsday' or 'Twilight'. Their purpose is to destroy other existences, returning everything to nothing. Therefore, they were jointly destroyed by all existences from the very beginning… What are you laughing at? Isn't that normal? Such lunatics are public enemies, of course."

Yala was interrupted by Su Zhou's suppressed laughter halfway through its words. It bit the other party's ear with displeasure, "Alright, I know what you're laughing at, but don't rush to laugh. The 'Twilight True Fiend' is a power derived from destruction and has no physical or spiritual body. It simply descends and changes the tendency of an existing being, 'twilighting' it, making it gradually bloodthirsty and destructive—destroying everything, whether order or chaos."

"Twilight doesn't need anything, only the 'true spirit', the so-called 'essence of the soul' after a person's fall… They are also the only kind of monster that can hunt true spirits even at a low level."

Hearing this, Su Zhou stopped laughing. He wasn't stupid and naturally understood the meaning in the serpent spirit's words.

"So, this fiend might have been human originally." He thought to himself, then looked up at the dimness above, where there was no divine aura, only a void of malice in the spiritual energy trajectory: "This is a bit troublesome."

Killing a large worm in a sewer and killing a humanoid fiend in a densely populated urban area were two different concepts.

Moreover, most importantly, if it was a 'Twilight True Fiend' formed from a fallen human, then before he or she was completely demonized, they should still possess intelligence—if that was the case, the Wanshou Palace commercial street was probably just his crime scene, not his true base.

The opponent might even have some counter-reconnaissance awareness… Even if they couldn't hide their spiritual energy trajectory, they would at least take detours to make tracking difficult!

——But the above would only trouble ordinary people and ordinary transcendents. For a psychic with spirit vision, it was nothing. If all else failed, he could have Yala teach him divination. Tracking a fiend would be extremely easy.

"Let me see, is it leaving to the north?"

Su Zhou finished the remaining spicy chicken skewers, threw the wooden sticks into a roadside trash can, and remembered the direction the spiritual energy trajectory had left: "Okay, I'll find its true form tonight and catch it off guard."

Back home, Su Zhou handed the magenta notebook to Yala, letting it look up whatever information it liked. As for whether it knew how to use it, that was underestimating it. According to Su Zhou's recent observations, he felt that if the serpent spirit wasn't small, it would be able to drive even a spaceship.

Opening his black-cased Superstar notebook, Su Zhou originally intended to review the key points of physics, lest he forget the various metal properties of the material world while studying spiritual materials science recently.

But as the mouse swept over the tree root-like yellow browser icon, because the Thunder Slime he had seen in the electronics street today flashed in his mind for some reason, Su Zhou accidentally clicked on the sinful icon and entered 'slime' to search.

Then, he discovered that there were surprisingly many posts and discussions about slimes on the web, and they hadn't been deleted or banned.

"Is this considered semi-open?"

Muttering to himself, Su Zhou excitedly clicked on the posts and blogs, and began to enjoy the daily lives and storytelling skills of the sand sculpture netizens.

But as he watched, his expression became serious.

"Abnormalities appeared in the toilet of a Sigma student's home in Australia. Originally thought to be a water snake, but a brownish-yellow soft mud monster suspected to be a slime emerged, making the whole family filthy."

"A fruit thief appeared in an orchard in Africa. After an emergency pursuit, it was discovered that it was actually a strange edible slime? It tastes like juice and has a soft, glutinous texture!"

"A great man on Ch颤音 (Douyin) performed swallowing a slime alive, and the old iron fans shouted 666…"

"—I said, this is no longer a question of openness, is it?! And why are there so many? These slimes have spread all over the world, and some people have even started eating them?!"

Hearing Su Zhou's exaggerated exclamation, Yala shook its head: "Slimes are originally a multi-world race spanning many worlds. What's so strange about them spreading all over the world?"

"I understand, but…" Su Zhou continued to browse the news, looking at the various 'Slime Noodles' and 'New Decompression Pets' and other inexplicable information with a constipated expression.

In the seven or eight days that he had been practicing cold weapon skills and hunting small demons and monsters, under the guidance of hidden forces, everyone in the world seemed to be slowly accepting the appearance of this new abnormal creature.

But what Su Zhou really felt emotional about was the fact that slimes had integrated into ordinary people's lives so easily.

"Even a small slime can change people's lives… So, what if it were other creatures, what if it were monsters, or giant beasts and fiends?"

What would the world be like when those creatures arrived in the future? What would happen to ordinary people?

With such worries in mind, Su Zhou, who had originally looked forward to the revival of spiritual energy, felt complicated and had no mood to review.

Evening arrived.

Su Zhou, dressed in night clothes, picked up his crudely refined cross spear.

Under the moonlight, two sharp poisonous thorns were intertwined like a spiral. The poisonous spearhead reflected a dark cyan light. Two centipede mandibles extended to the sides like a cross. These mandibles, which were sharper than blades, had now become parrying points for cutting and blocking other people's blades.

And the cross-shaped structure, due to the sacred runes engraved on it, could be used as a scepter after being smeared with holy water, making the entire cross spear a powerful exorcism artifact!

Holding his weapon and gazing at the moonlight, Su Zhou's slight worries, like dust in the wind, dissipated completely.

"There's nothing to worry about."

He turned his head to look at the wisdom tree potted plant. Although the small fruit was much larger than at the beginning, it was still a distance from bearing fruit.

To grow it, it would probably require another serious irrigation of spiritual liquid, or nearly a thousand Wraith shards.

——But so what? Was it difficult for him to obtain these things?

"Just a fiend. Even if more demons and monsters come in the future, I can still kill them all."

Grasping the spear tightly, a surge of heroism arose. Standing on a high-rise building at night, Su Zhou looked down at the high-rise streets covered with silver sand by the moonlight, revealing a confident smile: "Twilight True Fiend? Isn't it still a fiend. Hunting mortals, what kind of strong person is that!"

"It's prey."

And I am the hunter.