183: Chapter 183: If One Day I Can Make Up for the Regrets 183: Chapter 183: If One Day I Can Make Up for the Regrets A philosopher once said that society is not founded on law.
That is a fantasy of legal scholars.
On the contrary, law should be based on society.
Li Mumu did not deny that she was a murderer.
But the crime she admitted to committing was the accidental killing of a stranger named Arthur, due to a stress reaction, before time-space retrospection.
Not the recent killing of the non-human priest and the Elemental Body that tried to disguise itself as her.
This world is not a beautiful place.
The Saifu she was born in could proudly claim to be one of the most secure modern cities under the Federal Government, without the likes of any.
Police were authorized to carry heavy weapons and harshly crack down on all criminals.
At least in broad daylight, the streets of Saifu showed no signs of wandering homeless, technicians, drug dealers, or gang members.
Even so, honest businesspeople still found themselves broken into by unexplained cultists in the middle of the night, dragged out for bloody sacrifices.
Everyone longed for others to be moral exemplars, everyone hoped others would follow the law.
The demon about to harvest an entire ship of innocent passengers stood in front of her, dressed in a suit, and proclaimed with righteous indignation—Li Mumu, you blood-stained executioner!
Murderer!
Yes, from a legal perspective, his crime had not yet occurred, while mine had already been consummated.
It turned out to be my fault.
“I once read a science fiction novel,”
Li Mumu gazed calmly at Captain Goss and said softly.
“The content of the novel was about an alternate history where the Former Dynasty did not last five hundred years.
It was invaded by the Northern Barbarians midway and a Foreign Clan dynasty was established, which then closed itself off from the world, isolating the country.
Up until the present era, Fusang had not been included in the geographical map.
Meanwhile, the Fusang people embraced Western culture, rapidly expanded their military might, and then launched an invasion of my country…”
“That’s the background setting, as for the main storyline, it’s about a female protagonist named Cheng Xin, who travels back to this era from the future.”
“This book was quite popular, received high ratings, and even sold its rights to be adapted into an animated movie.”
Captain Goss wore an expression that said, “What the hell are you talking about?”
Li Mumu’s mouth curved into a slight smile.
“What I mean is, although that protagonist is very popular, I don’t like her.”
“I prefer the choice of the male secondary character, that delivery guy named Wade.”
Suddenly, countless Red Strings sprayed out from her jacket, engulfing Captain Goss outside the door like a surging tide.
“Are you crazy!”
Captain Goss’s roar penetrated the tidal wave made of Red Strings, shaking Li Mumu’s spirits.
Her skin began to stiffen and whiten on her face, then slowly started to crack.
Feeling the anomaly on her face, Li Mumu reached up to touch it, and patches of skin the size of fingernails flaked off onto her fingers.
[You recall that before the time-space retrospection, you had similarly witnessed Wendy’s face undergoing such anomalies.
But at that time, you thought it was a result of her willingly degrading into this mutated state.]
[It turns out, at that time, she had already been contaminated by Captain Goss.]
Thinking about it, Wendy was just a mortal, besides inheriting some abstract legacy from the Freud Family, she herself did not possess any substantial combat power.
In such circumstances, how could she truly be unscathed?
Yet she had never mentioned it.
Li Mumu opened her three pairs of eyes and looked simultaneously at Captain Goss, who was now enveloped by the Red Strings.
“You have to die!”
She couldn’t fight head-on…
Captain Goss’s hands manifested the hard texture of white bone, protecting his face as he retreated step by step.
The red strings crazily wound around his body, attempting to penetrate inside him, but at this moment, he also utilized his real skills, allowing the bones inside his body to grow and form a hard layer of bone armor on his surface.
At the same time, he burst forth with even more terrifying power, pulling the red strings backward as he retreated step by step.
His brute strength directly crushed the wooden floor beneath his feet, leaving footprints on the steel deck.
The Divine Arts of the Netherworld Angel Anhelica’s lineage were particularly disgusting.
As a deity spanning several divine systems, her theories were generally incomprehensible to ordinary people.
If you can’t understand it, you can’t decode it.
Anhelica was most famous for her clergy roles in guiding and judging.
Especially her role in judgment, which was blatantly biased, targeting non-Chinese specifically.
You say you’re biased this blatantly, yet how can you still hold the authority of judgment?
That’s unscientific, right?
Normally, even if I killed your mother, I would just go confess, and that should be it.
Why can’t you let it go?
Back in the day, many Throne Knights under Lord Satan expressed great outrage about such acts devoid of any justice or mercy, and even organized the Holy War Legion, attempting to crusade against this heretical Evil God.
Captain Goss was entirely focused on doing maritime business back then and didn’t get involved with that, which was why he was still alive today.
He was well aware of how annoying Anhelica’s followers could be.
Just don’t tear my ship apart, whatever you do.
Uncle will take you up to the deck to play!
Captain Goss gritted his teeth while pretending to be defeated and retreating, trying to lure the monster out onto the open deck.
Li Mumu wasn’t falling for his tricks.
While pretending to attack with all her might, causing the succubi maids to scream in terror and scatter in all directions, she quietly inquired to Wendy, “Can you directly reach the engine room through the Dreamland for Children?
You know, the place with the furnace.”
“Let’s blow that thing up!”
“How do we blow it up?”
Wendy, puzzled, asked, “Did you bring explosives?
Or are you thinking of jumping into the furnace yourself?”
Li Mumu pulled out a crystal ball.
“I think…
the crystal ball might not be meant for this purpose.”
“But it contains a complete Dreamland.”
The Dreamland stored in the crystal ball, fundamentally speaking, was no different from the Dreamland for Children that Wendy controlled, both being from the Outer Dimension.
Witches could use the Dreamland inside this crystal ball to smoothly cast Dream-related spells and could even use the Dreamland to traverse dimensions.
“I think your mom giving you this crystal ball might not have intended for you to use it like this.”
Using such a high-level Magic Object to blow up someone’s furnace is like using a Lamborghini for a demolition derby, right?
You’re not heartbroken by selling off your father’s fields, huh!
“My mom, being a Witch with such strong Prophecy Power, must have foreseen what I would use this crystal ball for when she gave it to me.”
Li Mumu didn’t care how much the crystal ball was worth.
Even with a transformation into a Bodhisattva Body with three heads and six arms, she didn’t think she could take down an old Throne Knight alone.
He seemed to be full of ease, even leisurely enough to play along with her act.
Trying to kill him and then thwart that replacement plan seemed rather impractical.
But blowing up the Olympus sounded much simpler.
“So, can we blow it up or not?”
“How would I know, I’ve never tried it.”
“Let’s give it a try!”