Chapter 611 Good and evil?
Chapter 611 Good and evil?
The Shapeshifters race, appearing after gods, demons, and humans, typically transform from animals, though there are also instances of plants or mythical beasts and monsters transforming.
When William created ancient humanity, he also taught methods for channeling the soul's energy within the body.
These methods, learned from the divine and demonic realms and then adapted by William, were tailored into a secret art more suitable for human strength enhancement.
Due to the different physiological structures of each race, the ways in which soul energy is channeled naturally vary. The secret arts, improved by William, became particularly well-suited for humans to increase their strength.
The techniques for enhancing strength among the three major Olympian high gods were also taught by William, leading to Poseidon eventually passing these secret arts on to the early Shapeshifters race.
For Shapeshifters to learn these human-suited secret arts, they naturally had to transform into human forms. This is the fundamental reason why Shapeshifters assume human forms: only in human form can they more aptly learn advanced secret arts,otherwise, they are limited to their racial innate abilities.
Shapeshifters at the headquarters of the Ultimate Force Alliance generally look down on ordinary humans.
After tens of thousands of years, they would not admit that the secret arts they learned were originally meant for humans.
Therefore, apart from using the secret arts to enhance their power, they mostly retain their original forms.
Before transforming into humans, Shapeshifters knew the name William the Obliterator as if it were their nightmare, lingering deep in their hearts, inescapable!
There are many legends about William the Obliterator.
As some ancient Shapeshifter lords died off, later generations of powerful Shapeshifters came to believe that, even if the legends were true, this demon must have already died or ventured into other dimensions.
Upon hearing the name William the Obliterator, the two bear-men reacted as if their primal instincts were triggered.
Fear!
Together with the recent disappearance of other Shapeshifters around them, as if evaporated, and the terrifying energy emanating from William, the two bear-men didn't dare question William's identity.
Three minutes later, each of the two bear-men cut off one of their paws and shakily crawled before William.
"Lord William, please enjoy!"
The two bear-men, massive as small hills with even a single paw the size of a human, displayed their submission and humility by prostrating on the ground, tails up, looking at William with pitiable eyes.
William glanced at the two gigantic paws offered to him and said, "Put them down and leave."
Upon hearing this, the bear-men felt as if they had received a pardon, quickly got up, and scurried away with their behinds twitching.
To encounter William the Obliterator and lose merely a paw yet still keep their lives was an immense stroke of luck!
Lucien watched the two bear-men flee in panic, then looked at the two huge bear paws in front of William. After being stunned for a moment, he sneered, "And you had the nerve to criticize me? Aren't you also slaughtering the innocent?"
William looked at him with some confusion and said, "Have I ever criticized you for slaughtering the innocent?"
Hmm?
What's going on?
After thinking it over, Lucien realized William hadn't actually voiced any criticism towards him.
"Just like the invaders in Earth's history, might makes right, looting and killing."
"That's also a survival rule of the Divine Realm, and you've adapted quite quickly!"
"Congratulations!"
...
These were William's exact words.
Lucien retorted with a sneer, "Aren't you friends with Odin too? Doesn't he treat you with great respect? How is what you're doing any different from those invaders?"
He was essentially throwing William's own words back at him.
William looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot, "Whether I kill humans, gods, demons, or these Shapeshifters, I feel no guilt whatsoever."
"I kill if I want to! What's it to you?" As William spoke, he tossed out a huge grill from his spatial storage ring.
Hearing William's response, Element Devouring Cat glared at Lucien, "Why does Mr. Johnson need to explain his actions to anyone? You little brat, knowing nothing and talking nonsense!"
Lucien, grinding his teeth, said, "You strange cat, you followed behind me and gobbled up the soul cores dropped by the Ents I killed!"
"You benefit from my actions and still speak for others?"
The Element Devouring Cat, after consuming the soul cores dropped by the Ents that Lucien killed, still spoke in favor of William.
Truly heartless!
With a sneer, Sophias replied, "I picked up those soul cores fair and square, what does that have to do with you?"
Faced with Sophias' utterly shameless behavior, Lucien was helpless. He could only continue to direct his criticism towards William, who was busy with the barbecue grill.
"William, don't you feel any guilt for indiscriminately killing Odin's subordinates?"
It seemed Lucien was psychologically affected by William's words, feeling blocked and unable to pinpoint William's faults, yet feeling uneasy inside.
As William cleaned the bear paws with boiling water, removing the fur indifferently, he said, "Even if I were to kill Odin, I wouldn't feel any guilt."
Lucien found himself unable to converse with William, feeling that William's mindset was unusually bizarre...
Was it cold-bloodedness?
Given Odin's respectful demeanor towards William, complying with whatever he said and even inviting him to dine, William's remarks seemed astonishing.
William swiftly cleaned one of the bear paws, pulled out a dagger, and began to slice it, squatting there and saying, "I'm not like you, hesitating. Actually, just now you could have said that we are together, and those Shapeshifters wouldn't have deliberately courted death."
"But you chose to say those words on purpose, making them that we are together, and those Shapeshifters wouldn't have deliberately courted death."
attack me. Their deaths are primarily your fault."
William's ability to deflect blame was flawless.
It was clearly William who wiped out those Shapeshifters in the blink of an eye and even forced the two bear-men to leave behind their paws.
Now, while arranging the barbecue, he is shifting the blame onto Lucien!
What kind of logic is this?
Yet, to Lucien, William's words somehow made sense.
Hearing William's words, Lucien found them oddly reasonable.
Knowing full well that those Shapeshifters stood no chance against William, Lucien deliberately incited them to take action.
If he had no ill intentions and simply stated the truth, that William and the Element Devouring Cat were with him, those Shapeshifters would not have needlessly thrown their lives away.
Lucien was dumbfounded!
Morality and justice tangled within him, leaving him standing there like a fool.
He said those words, actually thinking that William wouldn't take action.
How could he have imagined that William would be so ruthless once he made a move?
But, as William said, he bore responsibility...
William didn't even glance at Lucien, sensing that the guy might be grappling with his inner demons.
Good and evil?
For William, these distinctions weren't so clear-cut.
Even if someone called William a demon, he wouldn't bother to refute it.
For instance, the slap that destroyed the world, and the slap that struck Japan because of the Pearl Harbor incident.
Logically, Japan's crimes wouldn't be anything out of the ordinary for William, but William, who was vacationing in Hawaii, was just not pleased!
His annoyance led to a slap, which was nothing out of the ordinary.
Just like the Shapeshifters who just died—if they're killed, so be it.
Each dimension, each world, follows different rules.
On Earth, William favored peace,in the Divine Realm, he adheres to the law of the strongest.
He is the strong one, setting the rules. Those who offend him, he kills.
Even Odin, if he irks William, might just be killed in retaliation.
Lucien, with his comparatively short lifespan, cannot possibly comprehend the whims of someone who has lived for a billion years.