Chapter 1824 Confrontation [4]

Chapter 1824 Confrontation [4]

Damien's first thought was that he was looking at an apostate monk of some sort. The man had no hair on his head and a uniform like the ones monks wore. There were several piercings in his face, large circular indents that formed a strange symmetry. His ears were long and he had huge gauges that were nearly falling out of his thin earlobes.

The man's eyes were pitch-black like those of a demon, and the red and black energy that radiated off of him was not intentional, just uncontrolled.

"Are you Eximus?" Damien asked.

"I am he," the monk responded.

"Alright. Die then."

Damien tapped his foot and spread his domain. It was simple, right? Now that he found the main perpetrator, all he had to do was kill him to unravel his plot.

Of course it was never going to be that simple. Damien rushed their interaction because he knew that.

The second his territory covered Eximus, he sighed.

"As expected. A fake."

"If it was expected, then why did you attack?"

"Because it's easier to find out where your real body is after you're dead."

Damien answered without much thought, spending more time glancing around the containment unit.

"Did you think this would trap me?"

Deductive reasoning was a great skill. Since Damien knew how to use it, he could instantly understand the shoddy last-minute trap that had been laid out for him.

"Perhaps. Perhaps not. I have only recently learned of your existence and interference, so I apologize for not being able to show you proper hospitality."

Damien rolled his eyes.

Basically, Damien's visit to the Prison Master was enough to tip Eximus off to his movements. It was annoyingly cunning for his enemy to figure out his intentions off of that much, but it didn't change anything.

The containment facility may have been impenetrable at one point, but Eximus clearly found a way out at some point. Its shattered security was only hastily repaired for the sake of trapping Damien, so escaping it would be even easier. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"It should take you some time, no? I did not prepare all of this to hinder you. Rather, I wish to converse with the only person who has realized my existence and actions in the past millions of years."

Not to mention, the calm and mysterious front he put up was completely gone. What was left was a man with his eyes wide and filled with the color red, rambling on about the benefits of Chaos

He looked more like an addict than a terrifying villain.

Damien ignored the rest of what he said and asked another question.

"What was your daughter's name?"

Eximus twitched slightly.

"Someone like you who defends Order does not deserve to know her name."

"Okay. You can continue, then."

Damien's attitude was becoming unbearable, but Eximus decided to bear with it and continue.

"Chaos allowed me to partake in a journey of power. That was when I realized it. The Order of this world is fake! It is an illusion! Chaos was always supposed to be its true ruler! Within Chaos, everything I sought and everything those like me seek is present! You, how can you not seek the beauty of Chaos?!"

Damien nodded.

"Sure."

He was focused on escaping the prison, so being somewhat distracted was understandable. However, time and time again Damien responded with such a standoffish tone that Eximus could hardly stand it anymore. "You... Your arrogance will not be tolerated," he growled.

"What can you do about it? You're literally a projection. You have no power."

"However, my main body–!"

"I really don't care. It's not even my fault in the first place. When you spout bullshit like that, how is anyone supposed to pretend like they care?"

Damien's words didn't strike as hard as the genuine sincerity within them. He wasn't usually one to rile up his opponents, but this time, he really couldn't help it.

Who was Eximus pretending to be? Did he want to cosplay as a hero or a lunatic? He was like someone who never actually had a normal conversation with anyone or a chance to get his story straight. Chaos' Apostle?

Damien really didn't give a shit.

It would be more entertaining if he fought Chaos itself. The man in front of him...?

This man was just pathetic.