Chapter 1603: Unable to Distinguish

The great world-ending entities of the Gray Realm weren't exactly on friendly terms, but under the shadow of the two Calamities of Mockery, the Calamity of Thought actually sensed a feeling of... sympathy from the Calamity of Turbidity’s gaze.

At this moment, the Calamity of Thought knew it couldn't hide anymore.

It bit the bullet and looked at the two Calamities of Mockery waiting for a response, using its thought storm to move closer to their minds.

No matter what, there shouldn't be two Calamities of Mockery in this world. One of them must be fake... Even if it could imitate the aura, thoughts could not be faked.

The Calamity of Thought first enveloped the Calamity of Mockery on the left with its thought storm. The next second, suffocating, violent thoughts flooded the Calamity of Thought’s consciousness. In that instant, it felt as if it had fallen into some dark abyss, surrounded by countless creatures wearing all sorts of dresses...

From the fish of the Forbidden Sea to the plants of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest, even the centipedes and scorpions were dressed in delicate, pink, dainty skirts. No one knew where these skirts came from, but when the Calamity of Thought looked up, it saw a pair of large hands holding a black dress, putting it onto its own body amidst bursts of hideous laughter!

The Calamity of Thought withdrew from the Calamity of Mockery’s thoughts without hesitation. A look of disgust and terror appeared in its hollow storm-eye pupils.

"You..."

"You are the real one."

The Calamity of Thought said with certainty, not even needing to look at the other one.

Besides this perverted Calamity of Mockery personality, who else could have a mind filled with such thoughts? The entire Gray Realm was suffering under the Calamity of Mockery, and even the Calamity of Thought couldn't stand it anymore, yet none of them could do anything about it.

Hearing the Calamity of Thought’s identification, the Calamity of Mockery on the left laughed wildly:

"Heh-heh-heh-heh!!"

"What did I say? I am the real Calamity of Mockery! Do you believe us now?!"

The gazes of the Calamity of Turbidity and the Calamity of Thought immediately fell on the Calamity of Mockery on the right. A flash of anger seemed to climb onto its face, and that highly oppressive world-ending aura swept across the entire world!

"I’ll give you one more chance..."

"Take a good look again at which of us is fake."

The voice of the Calamity of Mockery on the right was bone-chillingly cold.

Even though the Calamity of Thought had already reached a conclusion, the aura radiated by the one on the right was simply too terrifying, and those violent, blood-red pupils looked as if they would slaughter the Calamity of Thought in the next second.

The Calamity of Thought hesitated for a moment, then triggered its thought storm again to enter the mind of the one on the right.

This time, the scene it saw was different... It felt as if it were standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Countless centipede limbs, like toy parts broken by someone, were scattered around. Meanwhile, a pitch-black figure stood on the peak of the bone mountain, holding a needle and thread, unhurriedly weaving an extra-large long dress.

Seemingly sensing the Calamity of Thought’s gaze, the figure weaving the dress stretched its mouth to its ears, and a strange, hair-raising pressure surged forth from that slight smile!

The Calamity of Thought fled from the Calamity of Mockery’s thoughts in terror once again...

Its gaze changed.

It kept shifting its gaze between the two Calamities of Mockery, stunned and suspicious.

It couldn't tell...

It really couldn't tell.

The thoughts of both Calamities of Mockery were equally perverted, and thoughts were something that shouldn't be faked... Could it be that both of them were real?

"How is it?" the one on the right sneered. "Now, do you see who the real Mockery is?"

"Now, you only have one chance left... answer wrong, and I’ll kill you."

The one on the left spoke grimly.

The Calamity of Thought didn't have a physical body; otherwise, it would have been breaking out in a cold sweat.

It remained silent for a long time, and finally, it slowly emitted a thought:

[I can't tell].

The expressions of both Calamities of Mockery froze for an instant.

The Calamity of Turbidity on the side was even more stunned. It hadn't expected that even the Calamity of Thought couldn't distinguish between the two... Could there really be two identical Calamities of Mockery in this world?

The Calamity of Turbidity felt a sense of despair. One Calamity of Mockery had already turned the Gray Realm upside down; if there were another, the territories of the other world-ending entities would never know peace again.

"Very good... that you can imitate me to this extent truly surprises me." The one on the right looked at the other and spoke slowly. "But now, I’m running out of patience."

Chen Ling’s heart sank slightly. He keenly sensed that the Calamity of Mockery’s mindset was no longer the "playful" one from before. After discovering that even the Calamity of Thought couldn't distinguish between them, it seemed to be genuinely wary of him.

Chen Ling felt the killing intent flash in its eyes, and an ominous premonition immediately surged in his heart!

He opened his mouth:

"Are you not having f..."

Before he could finish the word "fun," his body exploded into a mist of blood!

The Calamity of Mockery hadn't acted earlier because it was wary of Chen Ling, but now that it had lost patience and decided to act, it used its full strength... In Chen Ling’s eyes, it had only flickered slightly, but in reality, the power of this strike was enough to severely injure an enemy of the same world-ending level.

No matter how well Chen Ling had disguised himself, the gap in strength was still too great. He didn't even have a chance to resist before his vision plunged into darkness...

The Calamity of Mockery’s strike was too fast, so fast that even the Calamity of Thought and the Calamity of Turbidity hadn't reacted.

When they saw the only Calamity of Mockery replace that mist of blood and laugh wildly in the void, their suspended hearts finally relaxed a little... Fortunately, there was only one Mockery again.

Chen Ling’s severed limbs and flesh fell silently to the earth. The Calamity of Turbidity’s heart stirred, and the roots sprawling on the ground of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest moved silently, easily dragging Chen Ling’s remains into its body.

No matter where this fake Calamity of Mockery had come from, since he could imitate so well, he must have something special about him. If he were used as nourishment, perhaps there would be some surprises?

The Calamity of Mockery laughed wildly in the void for a while, then felt a bit bored, thinking it was too uninteresting for the fake to die just like that... However, today’s fun had put it in a good enough mood, better than making a hundred dresses for people to wear.

It swept its gaze across the void, only to find that the Calamity of Thought had vanished... Perhaps it was afraid that it hadn't been able to identify the real Calamity of Mockery and was worried about being held accountable, so it had fled the moment it saw Chen Ling die.

In a good mood today, the Calamity of Mockery didn't bother to trouble the Calamity of Thought, but instead sneered at the Calamity of Turbidity and flew directly toward the Abyss of Mockery.

Until this moment, the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest, which had been noisy all day, finally welcomed a rare moment of peace.

But the Calamity of Turbidity suddenly sensed that,

Inside its body, something was rapidly regenerating and taking shape!

The Calamity of Mockery, which was preparing to leave in the distance, also stopped abruptly!