God of Tricksters

Chapter 1866 Realization

"!!!" Theo widened his eyes when the sharp pain jolted his mind.

The dog, who had gotten up again, smirked and finally spoke. "You dare to intrude on my territory. This is a light punishment."

Theo was more surprised by his words than the pain. He hurriedly clenched his arm while gnashing his teeth as if he had a hard time containing the pain. "Kh…"

He gathered his Magic Power around his arm to destroy this path, but it didn't work.

The monster snorted. "It's useless. My ability is creating a road. And that road circling on your arm is the road to pain. And that road will go back to where it starts, creating a loop that you can't break.

"That pain will continue until you die because it's the road to pain." The monster seemed to be happy since he could make Theo suffer after all this time.

If only Theo had used his spear to block his tail earlier, he wouldn't be able to use this trick.

On the other hand, Theo finally confirmed the monster's ability. As expected, his Authority was unorthodox.

Even he didn't expect that there would be a Road Authority. But seeing how the dog behaved, he could somehow relate to this ability.

'If that's really his power, then those lines must have a certain condition applied to them. Maybe when he's strengthening himself, it's a road of victory. Then if it's to weaken the power nearby, it's the road to decline.'

Theo never expected that an unorthodox power was so unique that it could give birth to anything. The dog might be able to create a road to destruction or something.

Theo recounted the information about humans and muttered inwardly, 'And there were only a few humans who had unorthodox power like the Cameraman who has Film Order and the Poet who has Poetry Order.

'I have read some of their records. The Cameraman has the ability to avoid all kinds of attacks due to his unique order coupled with Awareness and unique footwork. And due to that unique approach, no one has ever left a scar on his body.

'The same applies to the Poet… He appeared one hundred years ago. When I was looking at his record to improve my illusion, I was surprised that his poetry could become alive as if the words he spoke were the breath of life.

'Unfortunately, it seems that my Reality is not an unorthodox power. Though, I can't really say it's bad either.

'My Reality Order might not be able to become everything, but it has a variety of uses, especially with the help of my illusion.

'And there is a reason why there are 13 Big Orders and numerous Small Orders. The 13 Big Orders represent the basic living conditions in this world.

'Basic, huh…' Theo fell silent as if understanding something. It was surprising that the moment the monster spoke about his power, Theo could find something in his power.

In that instant, Theo immediately dropped all his pretense. He dropped his arms and put on a poker face as if he wasn't being affected by the pain.

Although it was painful, he had endured a pain that no one had ever imagined, so this much pain wouldn't be effective for him.

"Oh… Thanks for telling me about your power," said Theo with a calm and collected tone. In fact, that tone felt like an insult in the dog's ears.

"!!!" The dog was startled for a moment. There were two possibilities. Theo might be acting tough so that he would be careful against him or Theo was truly not affected by that pain.

The dog checked his ability and confirmed it was working. Hence, there was only one thing to do.

He had to continue fighting Theo until he got his answer.

Seeing the dog coming to him, Theo smirked as his Death Avatar came out again.

The avatar summoned a huge scythe and started releasing killing intent. The dog felt the overwhelming killing intent again. Feeling alarmed, the dog sent forth multiple roads to weaken the killing intent and Theo's power.

Theo closed his eyes for a moment as he recalled all the information in his head about a certain person in the past.

A few years ago.

Theo was staring at his Skylink, reading a description of the person along with his video.

The guy had long black hair tied neatly on his back. His expression showed an aura of elegance as if he wasn't disturbed by anything in this world.

In front of him was a torrential Magic Power that destroyed anything in its path.

Before the Magic Power reached him, the guy gradually opened his eyes, revealing beautiful blue eyes. The eyes looked cold as if they were deprived of emotion.

That gaze seemed to be analyzing the torrential Magic Power. After that, he finally opened his mouth.

"What is Magic Power? An indescribable creature that embraces both lives and deaths."

Suddenly, the torrential Magic Power turned around as if it was being reflected by an invisible barrier.

"Life represents its form. Death expresses its purpose."

A pair of eyes soon appeared on the surface as if the Magic Power had just turned into a worm. The mouth gradually formed.

This creature opened its mouth, trying to swallow his opponent.

*Boom!*

In the end, the Magic Power ended up returning to its owner and defeating him.

This was the power of the Poet Order. When Theo saw this, he thought about using illusion to give something life to make it more powerful.

But after this fight, he realized that life itself didn't matter. What he had to convey was the meaning behind that power.

For the first time in his life, Theo was trying to copy an ability from someone who wasn't in this world anymore.

He opened his mouth. Theo wasn't a poet, nor did he have the aptitude for it. However, Theo was a leader whose words ordered everything around him. And that was what he aimed for.

With a sharp gaze, Theo looked at these roads coming at him and commanded them.

"Scatter!"