Chapter 172 Intelligence and Unexpected
Events In the alternate dimension.
Ernest lay on the ground, his body convulsing.
"I didn't expect this guy to be so strong!"
Aoki kicked him.
Although he looked fat, Ernest was actually all muscle; in terms of physical attributes, he was even stronger than the previous batch of monsters.
However,
the "King of the White Walkers" was already at max level, so Ernest's strength was meaningless.
Aoki bent down and pulled off the gem ornament on Ernest's head.
He remembered it was a Teigu called Ireston.
Its effect was to destroy other Teigu, and it could be used once a week.
In the original story, Leone was tricked by it and fell at the last moment before dawn.
"I didn't expect my first Teigu to be this."
Aoki shook his head secretly.
He wanted Teigu to increase his strength.
This kind of Teigu that destroyed other Teigu was meaningless to him.
The idea that Teigu depended on wavelength compatibility was rather abstract; a more intuitive phenomenon was that first impressions were very important.
If you had a bad first impression of a Teigu, it was basically impossible to gain its approval.
Of course, even a good first impression doesn't guarantee acceptance of a Teigu.
First impressions are just the foundation.
Aoki's first impression of Ireston wasn't great, so naturally, he didn't gain Ireston's approval.
After studying him and confirming he was of no help, Aoki tossed Ireston into a corner.
Let him gather dust.
He didn't want his future Teigu to have such a nemesis.
Aoki looked down at Honest.
"It seems his transformation will take some time to complete."
Time passed, and Aoki waited patiently.
Honest suddenly opened his eyes, stunned for a moment, and memories from before losing consciousness flooded his mind.
He checked his body.
"I'm not dead? Hahaha, as expected, how could I die so easily?
Did Esdeath save me?
By the way, how is that trash now? Next time I must gather all my power..."
A figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and his words stopped abruptly.
"It wasn't Esdeath, it was me who saved you!"
Aoki laughed.
Honest's heart was initially filled with intense anger, but his expression quickly changed, and the intense anger instantly turned into boundless fear.
"No!"
Before he could finish speaking, his expression went blank.
Aoki smiled.
He no longer needed experience, so naturally he didn't sever his connection with Ernest.
In his presence, Ernest, now a demon, resisted fiercely, unable to even maintain his self-awareness.
The Demon King has absolute control over demons.
This move is definitely a powerful tool for gathering information.
However,
this method is not foolproof.
Even if he doesn't actively erase memories, demons may still suffer amnesia under intense stimulation.
In addition, a small number of people cannot become demons.
Fortunately, at least in Ernest's case, these situations did not occur.
"Now, tell me everything you know."
Aoki reached out and grabbed Ernest's head.
After a while, an invisible vortex appeared, and Ernest was completely swallowed up.
"Dying like this is too good for you!"
Aoki clapped his hands.
In the original story, Ernest was subjected to slow slicing.
To die without pain like this is definitely a lucky thing.
Aoki quickly put Ernest out of his mind and began to organize the information he had obtained.
Ernest knew a lot, and he basically obtained all the information he wanted to know.
The location of the Supreme Throne, as he guessed, was indeed inside the mountain.
He also knew the entrance and the method of entry.
But at the same time, he also received some bad news.
First, the summoning medium for the Supreme Throne is the high platform in the highest palace of the royal palace, which is inextricably linked to the palace and the mountain below.
Unless a section of the mountain is cut off, it's impossible
to take it away. The Supreme Throne itself is over two hundred meters tall and incredibly heavy; if it can't be activated, it's virtually impossible to remove.
Second, only royalty can use the Supreme Throne; circumventing this restriction is almost impossible.
Ernest had also considered using the Supreme Throne, mobilizing the entire empire's resources and trying countless methods, including breaking bloodline requirements and modifying the Supreme Throne, but all ultimately failed.
"It seems the method I considered before probably has little chance of success,"
Aoki thought, and with a thought, left the alternate dimension.
Water vapor filled the air, and mist swirled.
The three stared at each other, wide-eyed.
*Splash!
* Akame pulled Kurome down into the water.
However, the clear pool water couldn't hide the beautiful spring scenery.
Kurome was still young, her potential was just beginning to emerge.
However, she had become a demon, her body frozen, and her potential would never be realized.
Akame, on the other hand, had a perfect figure.
Aoki turned around: "Why are you taking a bath at this time?"
Akame said: "Don't we usually take a bath before going to bed?"
Aoki was stunned for a moment, then realized.
"Has a day already passed?"
"You've forgotten the time again!"
Kurome smiled: "Aoki, do you want to take a bath together?"
"Then Akame will probably have to draw her sword."
Aoki waved his hand and walked outside.
Leone was idly fiddling with her fingers when she heard the voice and turned to look.
"Akame, you're done bathing..."
She suddenly widened her eyes, looked at Aoki, and then looked into the bathroom.
"Aoki, what's wrong?"
Aoki said: "Something happened."
This accident was entirely Kurome's fault.
Although there were spatial imprints elsewhere, he had habitually targeted Kurohime these past few days.
In fact,
he had mentioned this to Kurohime, asking her to place the spatial imprint in a safe location when engaging in private matters.
Ghosts don't need to eat, drink, or excrete; they don't need to sleep. Private matters basically refer to bathing.
Kurohime clearly hadn't followed his instructions, which led to today's events.
Leone smiled brightly, putting her arm around Aoki's shoulder: "Hehehe, you saw that? Wow, what good luck!
How about it? Akame's figure is pretty good, isn't it?
Even though she eats a lot, Akame isn't fat at all. Her legs are long and straight, her breasts are just the right size, and the shape is especially good."
You're being a little lewd… Aoki glanced at Leone.
The girls in the Night Raid each had their own unique characteristics and outstanding looks, but when it came to figures, Leone was undoubtedly number one.
Leone tightened her grip on Aoki, hugging him even closer. "Hehehe, what? Want to see mine too? Just say the word, and you can." (
Sorry, I don't have that kind of desire...) Aoki said, "I do need your help with something."
Seeing his serious expression, Leone paused. "What is it?"
"I want to study your body," Aoki said.
While studying the physical changes of the Four Demon Rakshasa, he had also thought of another way to control the Supreme Throne.
However, there were two drawbacks.
First, it was somewhat dangerous; second, the sample size was too small to determine if the idea would work.
Therefore, he hadn't invested much effort in this idea before.
Because of Ernest's memories, he realized the initial idea had a very low probability of success.
Seeing Leone reminded him of that idea again.
Leone's expression suddenly became ambiguous again. "Oh dear, isn't this the same thing?
Hehehe, I didn't expect you to be such a hypocrite, Aoki.
I don't mind, but will Kurohime agree?"
What nonsense.
Aoki said, "You should know that Imperial Arms are made using materials from Super Dangerous Beasts and rare metals like Orichalcum."
Leone nodded, looking at him with confusion.
This was basically common knowledge; anyone with even a slight understanding of Imperial Arms would know it.
But why did the topic suddenly jump to Imperial Arms?
Aoki continued, "As you probably know, many Imperial Arms materials retain astonishing activity, some are even still alive."
Leone pondered, "The Demon Possession seems to work like that, and it can even evolve automatically depending on the environment."
Aoki said, "As far as I know, because of this powerful activity, if a human uses an Imperial Arm for a long time, there's a risk of being assimilated by the Imperial Arm!
Take the Demon Possession you mentioned as an example. Once assimilated, the armor will gradually merge with the human, and Tyrande's muscles will regain their body.
This means that the former Super Dangerous Type, Tyrande, has been resurrected in the Imperial Arm user!"
Leone's expression turned serious: "Is that so? Then we need to tell Brand to be careful."
Aoki said, "In fact, armor-type Imperial Arms are relatively less dangerous. The ones most easily assimilated are transformation-type Imperial Arms!"
Halfway through, Leone guessed what he was going to say, remained silent for a moment, then a bright smile reappeared on her face, and she patted Aoki's shoulder forcefully.
"Hehehe, don't worry, I'm still alive and well, and there's no sign of assimilation,"
Aoki said. "You might not have been assimilated yet, or you might just not have assimilated to a certain degree and it hasn't shown up yet."
Leone waved her hand dismissively, "It's okay, as long as I'm alive, that's enough. Don't think about things that far ahead. Living happily every day is the most important thing!"
It's hard to say whether she's carefree or just oblivious.
Aoki smiled, "I didn't say I was going to save you. I'm just very interested in the assimilation phenomenon of Imperial Arms and wanted to study your body."
Leone froze, then grabbed his neck, gritting her teeth, "I knew you weren't a good person!"
At this moment, Akame and Kurome, dressed neatly, walked out of the bathroom and looked at the two of them.
"What are you doing?"
Leone said angrily, "I'm going to teach this despicable guy a lesson! You have no idea how outrageous the things he just said!"
(End of Chapter)