dmims Chapter 108 "Would You Be My Dog?"
Chapter 108 "Would You Be My Dog?"
Chapter 108 "Would You Be My Dog?"
"Ah-cheh"
After another sneeze, Antigonus felt utterly bewildered.
As a born mythical creature and the offspring of the Destroyer Wolf, Antigonus had never experienced the feeling of natural illness, which is why he felt puzzled at this moment.
Did He catch a cold like those mortals?
Antigonus frowned, wondering if he had unknowingly fallen victim to the virus.
Could it be the time when I stumbled upon the Primordial Witch on a date with His Majesty?
Antigonus fell into thought. As Tudor's capable subordinate, Antigonus naturally knew about his superior's affair with the Primordial Witch, and he also knew that Adam seemed to have orchestrated it.
Just as the other helped Him accommodate the Fool's uniqueness, Adam also seemed to want to use Thodol and the Primal Witch to experiment with something.
Antigonus didn't care what Adam wanted to experiment with, just as he didn't care that Tudor and the Primal Witch seemed to be secretly plotting something in addition to the experiments openly conducted by Adam.
Antigonus only cared about his own little territory. His only wish was to protect himself, his sister, and the Kingdom of Night that he had built. He had no interest in any other conflicts.
Unlike Mr. Men or Amon, He had no strong interest in that legendary position above the gods.
Unlike the four ambitious emperors, each of whom wanted to conquer the world.
As a demon wolf who has survived since the Second Age, witnessing both the rise and fall of the Old Gods and the rise and fall of the Sun God, Antigonus simply wants a peaceful life.
It was precisely to safeguard this peaceful and tranquil life that Antigonus accepted Adam and Amun's help and embraced the Fool's uniqueness.
And it was after acknowledging the uniqueness of the Fool that Antigonus understood that, whether or not he had such ambitions, he was unlikely to attain that position.
Simply accommodating the uniqueness of the Fool was already a challenge for Antigonus. He might have been able to go further, but becoming a god, or even reaching a higher level, was almost impossible for him.
He did not have that talent, nor the will to confront the Lord of Mysteries.
"But I cannot back down." Antigonus thought to himself and gave a self-deprecating laugh. He knew that his talents were limited, but the world no longer allowed him to back down.
He can only keep moving forward until he reaches his limit or end.
"What a poor dog, knowing full well that it's headed for the end, yet it can only keep going."
The unfamiliar voice rang out at that moment, instantly dispelling Antigonus's melancholy. He looked warily in the direction from which the voice came and saw a strange and thoughtful face.
"It's you! Amon's brother! Rosen Nicholas!" Antigonus recognized him immediately. Although he had only met him once, that one meeting had already left a deep impression on Antigonus.
"It's me, Little Demon Wolf. It's kind of you to remember my name." Rosen laughed as he casually sat on the rooftop, looking down at the demon wolf below, toying with a handful of seeds in his hand.
"What do you want to do?" Antigonus asked warily.
"Here's the thing," Rosen began seriously, "I've always wanted to have a large, fluffy pet, but the wolf clan is dwindling, and there aren't many that meet my expectations, so—" He looked at Antigonus with a smile and said, "Would you like to be my dog?"
Antigonus: ?
At that moment, Antigonus wondered if he was hallucinating, or if the person in front of him was insane, otherwise why would he make such an outrageous request?
"Are you perhaps the so-called Old Ones or Pillars?" Antigonus chuckled in exasperation, crossed his arms, looked up at the young man on the roof, and asked in return.
"Not yet." Rosen shook his head with a smile.
"Then you must be insane, otherwise how could you dare to utter such nonsense?" Antigonus said coldly. "Even Amon wouldn't dare to entertain such a delusion as to make an angel king who embodies uniqueness his pet. You should advance to Sequence 0 first before discussing this matter!"
"Indeed, He's keeping you as a reserve of food," Rosen nodded in agreement.
Antigonus: ————
"Not surprising at all." Antigonus said with a straight face, looking up at Rosen. "If you came here today just to spout such nonsense, I'm afraid I don't have the time to waste on your nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense." Rosen chuckled, then leaped down from the roof, landing lightly beside Antigonus. He patted the man's shoulder and said, "Little wolf, you're pretty fast! But I'm not the main force responsible for catching you today."
Antigonus, who appeared to remain in the same place but had actually replaced his original body with a puppet, finally changed his expression. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if he had seen something that would shock his wolf life.
The facts were pretty much the same, because on the other side, Antigonus, who had fled, encountered Klein, who was in charge of capturing him.
"You—how is this possible! Who are you?" Antigonus looked at the stranger in front of him. The other party was a being he had never seen before, but Antigonus sensed a familiar yet strange aura from the other party.
The aura was unfamiliar to Antigonus because he had never sensed it before; it was familiar because the knowledge inherited from the potion made him realize that it was the aura of the Source Castle.
But how could anyone possibly control the Source Castle in this era?
You may call me a fool.
Klein calmly looked at Antigonus before him. The boundless gray fog enveloped the area, and the nascent form of Klein's divine kingdom descended at this moment.
Are you the Fool? Then who am I?
Antigonus suddenly realized something and said incredulously, "You are the Lord of Mysteries?"
He couldn't think of any other possibility.
"I am not the being you think I am." Klein shook his head. He raised his hand. At this moment, with the power of the Source Castle and the status of the Celestial Venerable, he, who only had the characteristics of a mysterious servant, was no weaker than any Angel King.
"brush-
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The spiritual thread was pulled, and Antigonus's true form, which had secretly run to the border of the divine realm, was pulled back at this moment.
But Antigonus was clearly not one to sit idly by and wait for his doom. The power of the Fool's Uniqueness came into play at this moment, and the wolf that had fooled time regained its freedom.
But Antigonus's expression did not become more relaxed because of this freedom. Just that simple exchange had already made him realize that he was completely suppressed by the person in front of him.
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