The Gentleman at the End

When Art made the final self-destruct decision, William, who was both director and lead actor, also made a decision instantly.

"Mr. Yi, I didn't expect Art to be so decisive. He must have undisclosed secrets within, or else anyone would be unwilling to abandon thousands of years of accumulation and the qualification already in hand.

This is quite admirable, indeed~

Given this, the regular performance can no longer proceed~ Leave the last bit to me! I'll take him to a place that won't affect the surface world to handle this matter properly.

Don't ask any more questions, there's no time~ After I take care of everything and come back, I'll complete the final handover with Mr. Yi, any questions can be addressed then."

Yi Chen wanted to say something, but the state presented by Art on stage was already reaching the limit and was unable to be killed, any external pressure would lead to premature self-destruction.

As the death aura on Yi Chen's body contracted, the abyss armor wrapped around him automatically detached and returned to William's abyssal state.

Before leaving the stage,

William raised his arm over his shoulder and made a farewell gesture to Yi Chen.

It seemed to say that this trip might very well be one-way, if he didn't return, this would be the real goodbye.

Although William had set up such a big situation, Art's variables still caused the final situation to be slightly out of control, increasing risk.

Buzz!

In the abyssal state, William couldn't be caught by light, like a shadow coming before Art, who was wrapped entirely in gold.

Without provoking the other party, he directly opened the abyss on his abdomen, sending both Art and himself into it, constantly falling along the abyss.

He did not transport Art to a distant place or the depths of the subspace; Art's current state, as long as he self-destructed in the Old World, would cover the entire world with a layer of malice difficult to erase for hundreds of years, completely having the possibility of making the infected Patient become the next clown.

The decision William made was very risky, as his chosen destination was the [Tenth Abyss].

Buzz!

With just one second,

William led the already turned golden bomb Art to the deepest part,

In an instant, the pressure from the deepest layer and the darkest substance wrapped around, limiting the wriggling of the gold, restricting the proliferation of energy.

Meanwhile,

Countless small arms stretched out from the darkness, pressing on the golden surface of Art, imposing a tactile-free restriction, preventing self-destruction.

In the darkness,

The special existence draped in a black curtain gown, body rod-shaped, slowly appeared, the top mask already twisted and deformed, clearly expressing great dissatisfaction with the 'gift' William brought.

Feeling such intense 'explosive' being brought over by William, the Tenth Abyss was startled just now, once this thing exploded the entire abyss would be destroyed, even it would be seriously affected.

Even using the traits of the field at the bottom of the abyss to suppress could only slow down, completely impossible to reverse or interrupt the self-destruction reaction already formed.

The confused and overlapping voice of the Tenth Abyss emerged from under the mask:

"What exactly are you doing… why bring such a dangerous thing to me… I definitely don't need such a sacrifice."

William kept it simple, "Please forgive me for not informing you of this matter in advance, due to the sudden incident, under my current understanding only you are capable of restricting the Old World's largest 'fireworks' to date, once uncontrolled the entire abyss would explode, the entire Old World would suffer an impact lasting hundreds of years.

I know my approach is inappropriate, but I implore your forgiveness! Once I finish this 'last performance', I will continue as the Abyss Spokesman, heading to the outside world.

Paving the way and building relationships in advance for your arrival, preparing the best nesting site for the abyss on a larger Main Material Plane, once you arrive, there will be the best position.

So please assist me with all your might this time."

This speech of William came from the heart, without employing any madness brain effects.

"What do you intend to do?"

"All that's needed is for you, the Tenth Abyss, to fully restrain and slow Art's self-destruction, I will communicate face-to-face with Art.

Additionally, I will gather all the 'talents' sent to the abyss earlier to the deepest part of the abyss, hoping you will support me."

"All of them?"

"Yes, all of them… They can assist me in completing the last performance."

"In the end, I've got nothing from you, my spokesman William!"

"Sir, you've always been making investments, haven't you? The rewards you receive will far exceed what is currently in front of you, time is short! How long do you think you can restrain?"

"Fifteen minutes."

"That's enough! Then I trouble you to suppress the explosion."

William no longer considered any risk, nor had the time or condition to contemplate these risks, such as if the Tenth Abyss no longer supported him or if Art's self-destruction suddenly happened ahead of time.

William never had a 100% assurance, but he always adhered to one thought, and that was to do everything possible, at the critical point making the right choice, even if truly unlucky and failing at the last moment, there wouldn't be much regret left.

Sitting cross-legged in front of Art, a spiral-shaped hole appeared at William's brow.

Creak creak~ Numerous madness brain tendrils flipped outward, penetrating the dark membrane covering Art's surface, penetrating the constantly proliferating golden liquid.

The brain root reached Art's body, connecting to the swelling Great Cathedral inside, where Art's true self was nearly sacrificed.

"Consciousness Link"

Borrowing the function of the Madness Brain to reconsolidate Art's dissipating consciousness and forcibly lead it into the Madness Brain.

Buzz!

Art appeared in the Library in the most common clown form, with a cup of light tea placed on the desk, while William sat opposite, his hands on the table, smiling.

"Art, let's have a chat…"

"Wow! William, you're actually able to do this, and you even dare to engage with me in this state.

I have to commend your courage, truly fitting for someone who intrigues me… but is there really anything left for us to talk about? Although I'm a madman, I'm not insane enough to chit-chat with an enemy, let alone sell myself to you.

Time is running out, the most brilliant fireworks are about to bloom."

William responded very sincerely, "No, what I mean is~ Art, do you want to come with me to the plane where the Heavenly Divinity resides, to witness true malice? To feel the Ultimate Evil that makes those lofty gods tremble with fear, to see how our malice compares with this ultimate evil, and whether we can survive within it?

I've already gotten the pass, just waiting for your nod, Art."

William handed over the flipped book, with the smile on his face completely deteriorating.

Art didn't even glance at the book on the table, only asking William,

"Speak, what exactly do you want?

To completely absorb me using the flipping method, or to enslave me like the Fan Club members.

Or perhaps to turn me into the most delicious circus delicacy and eat me alive? After all, a limitless delicacy like me is the perfect ingredient."

William's index finger swung like a pendulum:

"No… didn't I already make my stance clear when cooperating with you, Art?"

William spoke while reaching out to move aside the single silver mirror in front of his right eye.

"I've tried countless ways to fill this 'void', whether in extreme death or that Evil Sun that illuminates the entire Old World, they all have flaws in my view.

In the end, I realized only your Evil Tumor, Art, is the perfect puzzle piece.

You are my eye, Mr. Art!

Additionally, among the lives I've encountered, only Mr. Art's evil is the purest, most extreme. Your Evil will become my stepping-stone to the Main Material Plane, the ultimate evil, completing my perfect performance of malice as an actor.

Your and my combination will bring forth the most perfect performance in history,

I've long reserved a place for you, please do enter my body."

"I'm afraid that as soon as I enter, my consciousness will be erased by you…"

"Mr. Art, your evil is extremely radical, too dangerous, 'erasing consciousness' is indeed part of my plan, after all, you are a failure, and survival will naturally not come at such a simple price.

However, I also believe that you, Art, will not choose to live pitifully, your self-destruction has indeed exceeded my expectations and evaluation of you.

Therefore, I've thought of an excellent way,

which can preserve your consciousness, regain life's purpose, and witness the ultimate malice that even those hypocritical gods fear.

Embrace my epilepsy and let us madly dance together in the quagmire of malice, together desecrate those who presume themselves to be gods.

The 'border town' of the Old World can no longer contain you and me,

as an invitation gift, the ownership of this book will be yours."

Having said that, William stood directly on the desk, always maintaining eye contact with Art, and bowed while extending his right hand.

At the same time, an elegant yet bizarre melody played in the Library,

"Hahaha! You're truly impressive William, I must admit I lost… I never had the desire to survive, nor do I care about malice.

I was already dead! Dead in the Cancer Palace.

It's only because the cancer cells that made up me didn't want me dead, they surrounded me, letting me integrate the base cells' malice genes and survive till now.

And now, with the cancer cells collectively cleared by you, I have no reason to live, 'fireworks' might be the best answer.

However, this conversation made me deepen my interest in you, and I finally understand our similarities.

We were never drawn together because of Evil, but because of the infinite pursuit of something.

My Evil Tumor pursued physiological infinity, while your brain pursued the infinity of knowledge.

I suddenly want to see to what extent you'll go, William, and whether you'll drown in your insatiable desire.

Hahaha… hahaha!"

"That's wonderful! Let's wait and see, then!"

A gentleman,

A clown,

split the same smile, standing together atop the desk, following the song, dancing a dance of ultimate madness.