To become one of the Ten Arbiters, Nightking Zhenwu had to have sufficient boldness, deceit, temperament, and strength. He could not be simple in any one of those aspects, and this was amply demonstrated in how he had used his Honor Points, which were no longer of much use to him, to directly cut off Lu Yin’s future. The Nightking had gone from being passive to active. 

No, that was not accurate. From the very start, Nightking Zhenwu had made active moves against Lu Yin, as Zhuo Daynight was in his hands. 

Everything that the man did was shrouded in sinisterness.

Lu Yin could not help but think of when his die’s one pip: Pilfer had grabbed Ellen Gale’s diary. That book had recorded her experiences of agony, hatred, despair, and indescribable stillness. It had documented her transition from hope to despair, and the diary perfectly captured who the Nightking was.

Currently, Zhuo Daynight was forced to experience the same emotions, and in just another two months, her despair would reach an even deeper level, and her emotions would sublimate into an ineffable and absolute nadir. 

What did one person have to experience to do such cruelty to others?

If the Neohuman Alliance represented the universe’s extreme darkness, then Nightking Zhenwu represented humanity’s extreme darkness. 

Nightking Zhenwu had made a move, and Lu Yin had to reply.

He called...