Mohe did not appear as calm as she seemed on the surface.

Even a dull man like Doro could feel her anger.

Although she acted very composed, it was clear she was deeply affected by Nakrasa's words.

And those words were...

Related to Doro himself.

Did she really care that much about losing to him?

Though she spoke more magnanimously than anyone, always appearing to advise Doro, it seemed she couldn't let it go too easily. From this aspect, Mohe was rather adorable.

Although Doro knew that thinking this way about Mohe was very dangerous and would serve as the foundation for Mohe's manipulation—yet, perhaps just as Mohe said, he possessed enough power, the right to be willful.

Could he presumptuously think Mohe was cute?

Is this thought right or wrong?

Could this be a bit too arrogant?

But according to Mohe's statement...

Mohe seemed to have noticed something, she looked back at Doro with a puzzled expression: "Are you thinking about something strange?"

"Am I?"

"I felt some offensive looks."

"Perhaps Mohe, you have recently grown more attractive, and looking from behind, I found it somewhat seductive. I wasn't cautious for a moment."

Upon hearing these words, Mohe's expression became even more peculiar: "I know human men become increasingly debauched after indulging, but I didn't expect you to be so direct... Can't Lisidorwei and Rose satisfy you? Putting your sights on me, isn't that quite foolish? Isn't there another lady here?"

The Elf, carrying the unconscious Roland, stiffened slightly and immediately shook her head: "You don't need to mind me."

She obviously didn't want to engage in such a topic, and during her time as a spirit, she did some very bold things, but after being revived by Mohe, she lacked the courage to do them again.

Because... the concepts are different... Then it was like confession before death, thinking if I don't do it, I might disappear... But I didn't die, which would be quite awkward, wouldn't it?

Therefore, she didn't dare participate in such topics, not wanting to be caught in an awkward situation, in emotions the scariest is the awkwardness between two people.

She wasn't without ideas, just felt it needed a more gentle approach—for example, Doro is now married to Lisidorwei and has a physical relationship with Rose, but hasn't seen any deep emotional connections between Doro and Rose—she was hesitant to act.

If Doro could genuinely make Rose his mistress, adding herself seemed not a problem... So she was waiting for progress on Rose's side.

As for Mohe?

Come on, that's the Demon King, should one really consider her? From the Elf's superficial thoughts, it seemed Mohe should be the person who hated Doro the most in the world—although she appeared kind to Doro, perhaps it was out of fear, due to being unable to resist Doro's violence temporarily, leading to "kissing up".

The Demon King had been overlooking the world for so many years. The Elf couldn't fathom any reason Mohe would harbor goodwill towards Doro.

Of course, there's always a possibility of mutual admiration between great beings, but that's not a feeling the Elf could comprehend.

The group continued moving through the World of the Dead, gradually discovering differences.

Thought Community began to display various forms of "alienation".

Distinct features.

If the previous Thought Community resembled a gathering formed by some shared characteristic, then as they progressed, the Thought Communities encountered became more distinctive.

The idea of "common characteristics" became increasingly prominent.

Thus, it led to "alienation".

Mohe reflected: "I see, this explains the origin of the seven deadly sins concept over the years, it came from here."

She effortlessly destroyed a Thought Community: "Whether acknowledged or not, the ugly and dirty aspects of a life form often serve as the driving force for their activities—greed, lust, anger, envy, sloth, fear, arrogance, gluttony."

"Based on these common points, the Thought Community that is condensed becomes particularly distinctive, in turn possessing different characteristics, quite an interesting idea, I think, don't you think so, Mr. Doro?"

This was something Doro couldn't quite evaluate, as theoretically, he and Mohe were now life forms of the same level, yet the breadth and depth of life differed vastly, Mohe's knowledge was too comprehensive, Doro couldn't imagine how much research the Demon King conducted in the past years, how much knowledge she analyzed in this world.

"Is this the research of that Nakrasa?"

"It seems so. He is showing us the results of his research, letting us see how much effort he has spent over these ten thousand years, what kind of research he has done and what kind of brilliant achievements he has made."

Mohe casually destroyed another Thought Community: "But doing this is meaningless... Mr. Doro, this is a sign of insecurity. The more he lacks confidence in himself, the more he feels he cannot defeat me, and thus resorts to such bluffs to highlight his achievements. Someone like you, who has defeated me, doesn't really care about this matter."

She brought up the topic again.

Clearly, it mattered to her greatly.

"In any case, Nakrasa is truly disappointing. By showing me the current scene, he is already exhibiting signs of giving up. After all, he doesn't believe this thing can defeat me. From a living being's perspective, I would praise him for being wise—resisting me is a foolish endeavor. But as a spirit... I can only say it's foolish. After all, if something that is already dead loses even the courage to resist me, then what else can it leave behind?"

"Once you see a path like this, you naturally know where it leads."

Mohe's expression began to show disappointment.

Thus, the "advance" began.

In that moment, the group seemed to traverse an unimaginably vast distance, with the long span of time condensed into a single moment. In that moment, Doro saw it.

Saw the alienated Thought Community, saw the Thought Communities merging during the alienation.

In the end, they reached the front of the most grotesque Thought Community.

Seven colors intertwined on this Thought Community. In theory, souls should not have color, but Doro knew these colors were the so-called "Colors of Sin." The Thought Community before them was the culmination, the final product.

"Is this what you're using as your trump card to oppose me?"

Mohe looked disappointed: "You struggled for ten thousand years, and this is all you came up with? Don't you find it laughable, Nakrasa? This is merely another you, and in this era, those who can defeat you are not just one or two."

"Instead of pursuing your own research and exploration, you should have followed the pace of the times. You would be much stronger by now. Truly a waste of time."

The massive Thought Community moved.

"Demon King... perhaps you are right." Clearly a "sinful" entity.

But there was no malice in its words.

Doro was a bit confused; according to his understanding, such beings should be innately evil. Was it because Nakrasa was controlling it that it seemed somewhat normal?

This seven-colored Thought Community appeared somewhat "frail."

"Do you know what the greatest meaning of these ten thousand years is to me?"

"What do you intend to say?"

"I have come to realize your greatness."

"... Huh?"

Nakrasa disregarded Mohe's reaction: "When I stepped onto this path alone, I realized a question: In your lengthy life, how many times have you advanced like this? When the World Tree fell, when you researched alchemy, when you studied magic and curses... Were you like me? Spending millennia to conceive, refine, and ultimately form a coherent system, becoming a symbol."

"Do you think you are worthy of being compared to me? Moreover, now you think I will let you go? I had a slight expectation for you, but your presence is so deadened. Do you think you have accomplished the same as I have?"

"No, I haven't. I haven't turned my path into a symbol. I can't reach a realm equivalent to yours," Nakrasa sighed, "When a living being dies, all possibilities cease—do you know that?"

Mohe rolled her eyes: "I don't agree. Just as I never thought anyone could defeat me."

"... You're right," Nakrasa said once more, "At this point, I still think that it's because I've become a spirit that I can't break through. If it were this Hero... even if he became a spirit, he might break out from here and once again stand before you."

Mohe did not deny this: "So, is this your last resort?"

Nakrasa shook his head: "My last resort, any further measures would be meaningless. If my existence is solely to defeat you, the world already has those who defeated you. If my goal is to be stronger than anyone... I've already lost. Those means are meaningless."

"So you're ready to meet your end?"

"It's not to that extent."

The boredom on Mohe's face subsided a little as she re-evaluated this seven-colored Thought Community: "Those words hold some interest. What else do you want to do?"

"Of course..."

Nakrasa's gaze landed on Doro.

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