Chapter 827 Rising Beyond… (2/2)

But so what if it was reluctant?

Would things change if it disagreed?

Sartre the Steel Python could tell that Joshua was accomplished in the aspect of Steel Strength even without observing seriously. It meant that he was an equal, or an existence beyond that could remove it… there was nothing kinder for him than to ask for it.

That was why it obediently encircled Joshua's right hand, briefly handing its Authority and all its power unto the warrior's body.

”Ah. Thanks.”

Sartre could tell that the Giant God of Steel was rather surprised, and smiled in gratitude. ”Things would be quicker now.”

”It's fine. It's deserved.”

It replied, and sensed the Giant God direct that power beyond the world, combing the entire world for Chaos.

'Looks like he is really here to help inspect for Chaos and no other reason.'

The Steel Python could easily see through Joshua's real intentions through their powers' resonance. The foreigner was not interested in the Sartrean civilization at all, and he was certainly here only to pacify the Sartreans while seeking possible traces of Evil Gods or spawns of Chaos.

Be that as it may, Sartre the Steel Python could not help but sigh quietly at the depths of its own heart.

”Standing alone with great individual power and rising beyond civilization, able to enforce one's own will over entire worlds and races.

”The arrogance of the Mycroft civilization has not changed at all even after thousands of years.”

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Meanwhile, Joshua's mind was considering matters completely unrelated to Chaotic presence.

Yes, his power could subjugate even worlds—much less build some houses or clean polluted environments.

The Sartreans faced greater destruction and pollution than the Mycroft civilization too. Why was he reluctant to help Mycroft, but willing to aid the Sartrean world?

It was simple: Joshua had different expectations of both.

The warrior did not care at all about the Sartreans' civilization. He did not mind if they would survive and keep going on, to advance with their own power. He could help them step out of their difficult moment without any psychological burdens, nor the mind to sit and watch as they were thus destroyed.

Joshua could simply save or destroy them just because he liked it.

But the Mycroft civilization was different.

He certainly could swiftly fill the stomachs of hungering refugees and build shelters for the homeless. He could get rid of all pollution, disaster and manmade disaster. Joshua's productivity alone could spare most of civilization from worrying about their basic needs.

That being said, how was that different with setting a fence around domesticated animals?

A single-sided providing was not a normal relationship for both sides. The normal ones would simply sit back and enjoy, and after they had adapted to that lifestyle, they would feel uncomfortable or unsettled if the Champions did not keep providing for them… Most importantly, it was excessively wasteful.

Take Joshua for example: his very strength could break worlds and or flip day and night, and it was right for him to use that power to fight the Evil Gods, as well as any hostile civilizations or Void Behemoths. Should he used it for instilling Order upon primitive societies, things would end up like it did for the Sartrean world now: none would have their own voice or opinion, for Joshua's power would make him the absolute Truth.

It was definitely bad for a civilization, and was as wasteful as digging a well with a hydrogen bomb.

”I need comrades, not deadweight.”

Joshua could not help remembering the Sage at that thought, the champion who advanced alone to the center of the Multiverse.

”What I need are not malformed civilization that could only move forward by relying on other powerful beings, but beings that could walk steadily and stand by my side.”

Joshua himself had experienced Great Unity, an age jointly established after the Third World War by the Earth Federation Government, which in turn was formed by various national governments. The perfection and peace of countless people's dreams were realized, and it was a time when everyone could obtain happiness.

Although Joshua yearned for battle and conflict that actuates his self-worth, he had to admit that that peaceful time was the most blissful and greatest for humankind.

That era, however, was not one that could be brought forth by a champion. It was a paradise on Earth forged by the diligence of countless people, military men, scientific researchers, politicians, and even the normal people.

It was precisely because Joshua was aware of the so-called correct answer and the era of Great Unity that he was reluctant did as the Sage had done in the Glorious Era, to use individual power and 'excessively' care for civilization as if babysitting.

A little aid was enough. He should not be doing nothing either or his purpose as a champion would be nonexistent, just as he should not do too much that civilization's talent and power could not be realized.

”A complicated, entangling thought.”

Through the power of Sartre the Steel Python, Joshua, who was briefly the Lord of the Sartrean Word sighed deeply. ”Civilization, to be cared for and to be let loose… how complex.”