After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 467 Account

This time, Morax really did as he promised before and briefly recounted to Yuan Zhuoyue the events and entanglements that he and Yuan Zhuoyue had experienced in the past.

It's just that when he was telling the story, the words and sentences he chose did tell these things from a very objective, fair, and somewhat rational perspective.

At first glance, it sounds like a chronicle of major events in history, without even any detailed descriptions.

It made her feel as if she was reading a medical record of her own medical condition, so objective that it was without any emotion mixed in.

The content is roughly similar to the speculations made by Yuan Zhuoyue based on the fragments of memories that emerged in his mind.

In short, the process can be briefly described as follows:

She gained power, and her duty was to contain the power called "filth", but because of the unreliable 666, who provided wrong data as support, Morax made a wrong judgment.

Then she was contaminated by those [filthy] powers and became a madwoman with great aggressive power. She would slap any living creature she met, and would use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms on those who disobeyed her when she was mad.

She even mercilessly slapped all the creatures that appeared in front of her, including Morax.

Instead of getting better, her condition became more serious.

Therefore, Morax, as the supervisor, suffered even more, and he and her would fight each other every now and then.

It wasn't until the end, when Morax killed her, that her crazy life finally came to an end.

Of course, Morax's original words were definitely not like this. This was just the product of Yuan Zhuoyue's slight polishing based on his own understanding.

After listening to this, Yuan Zhuoyue raised his hand and touched his chin, then asked Morax with a serious face: "... So direct? Just say you will kill me? Even if you don't tell me your difficulties, why don't you polish it a little? Or be more tactful?"

"There is no need for that... This is a fact that has already happened." Morax replied calmly, "Besides, you will remember it sooner or later. As for what I think in my heart, it has nothing to do with how you felt when you experienced this."

"Okay, okay." Yuan Zhuoyue nodded and continued, "When you talk about these past events, don't you think the content is a little boring? A little dry?"

Morax glanced at Yuan Zhuoyue and sighed helplessly: "What you want to know is the truth presented from this objective perspective, right? You and I have different perspectives on things. If I were to describe those past experiences from my subjective perspective... there would definitely be some bias, or even the opposite..."

"You always have a lot of reasons." Yuan Zhuoyue smiled and continued, then raised her left hand. The golden lines that were originally imprinted on her palm, which looked like flames, twisted rocks, and a entrenched dragon, flashed across her palm like flowing light: "So, is this the one that is biased and goes against the grain?"

Among the memory fragments that Yuan Zhuoyue has obtained now, there is no detailed memory about this "contract".

From the memories she had seen, she knew the origin, function, and even the final consequences of this "contract".

But I have never seen the disputes surrounding this "contract".

The memories that Yuan Zhuoyue saw were always colored by extremely strong emotions. In short, it was either a fight with swords slashing and blood dripping, or a fight that was difficult to describe.