In my opinion, the most important thing in any war was forever information.
Know thy enemy, and you can fight 100 battles with no danger of defeat. This was an ancient saying that had always remained a classic.
If you didn’t even know your enemy’s abilities and weaknesses, and still fought in such a scenario, winning would also be due to luck. In most cases, fighting in such a scenario would only bring disaster upon oneself, though.
In this world, everyone had their own path, while powerful individuals had countless strange and wondrous abilities. Whose powers countered whose? That was truly difficult to say.
Nobody was fully capable at everything. If someone really was praised as being fully capable at everything, this also meant that he was only average at everything.
In most situations, exposing one’s own specialties and weaknesses would result in their enemies plotting against their specialties, which would then lead to death.
Nobody would be an idiot. Everyone would carefully protect the secrets of their strength and weakness. However, ancient existences would be really disadvantaged in this aspect.
With so much time having passed, and with them having been through countless wars as well as life-and-death battles, they would expose their abilities and weaknesses to quite an extent. However, the fact that they had survived so long with so much information about themselves exposed was also evidence of how strong they were.
Still, newer powerful individuals could also take advantage of information and go farther down their paths. After a certain point, they would also naturally make up for their own weaknesses and become veterans.
Those who were arrogant and prideful, wanting the whole world to know how amazing their abilities and ultimate technique were, would almost always die quite early, apart from an extremely few special existences.
“I’m undefeatable!”
Such a taboo sentence would not only bring about misfortune, it was the fastest way to commit suicide.
“Okay, you’re undefeatable, so what are your abilities? What’s your specialty? What’s your ultimate technique? What combat achievements do you have? What are your chances of winning against ———?”
If you didn’t answer, how could you possibly prove that you were undefeatable? And if you answered, you would naturally expose your abilities.
Although this seemed laughable, there really were countless talented individuals who really did such things. They would label their abilities with cool names that were accurate descriptions, praise their undefeatable Myth-ranked weapons, and explain their abilities to the enemy while battling... It was as if they were had a death wish, and were afraid their enemy wouldn’t know how to counter their abilities.
“I have infinite strength as long as I’m touching the earth.”
And then this fellow was raised off the earth and died.
“Apart from the back of my ankle, my skin is impenetrable.”
He was then shot to death by a poisonous arrow on his ankle.
“As long as my sword/jewel/God Equipment is on me, I’m undefeatable.”
And then, the precious item was stolen, and the owner died.
“My dagger is coated with a powerful poison... *Lick!* Aah!”
Cough, the last one didn’t count, as he died of utter stupidity.
Such people would proudly praise their own talents and abilities while looking down on everyone else. And then... and then they really died.
Even if you managed to survive once, exposing your information would only allow your other enemies to prepare even better counters against you. Your enemies’ failures would only make them prepare even more for the next battle. Unless your power was overwhelming enough to suppress everything, you would definitely lose and die one day.
That was why I always tried to act as a power in the shadows. Even if others forced out one of my aces, I would immediately prepare another ace. I would never take part in any battle that I wasn’t completely prepared for, with a guarantee of winning. This was my personal path of undying that I learned from my repeated deaths.
Karwenz wasn’t overly cautious like I was. However, he was no idiot. He was the Chaos Main God who had grown in power the quickest over the past few centuries. In this short amount of time (for a Chaos Main God), it was quite simple for him to ensure that information about his abilities never leaked, since he always paid attention to never leave any witnesses or survivors.
Because he did this, there was no specific information about him in the Chaos Abyss at all.
Ever since we got into contact again, both of us had been carefully trying to gain information about the other. Unfortunately, I was unable to find any records of him using his true power, while much information about me had leaked. Meanwhile, he hadn’t exposed anything at all.
Not only did I not know Karwenz’s aces, I didn’t even know what his basic abilities and traits were.
All I knew was that he definitely had a Demon Lord’s Chaos domain, and that his Soul Imprint with the power to make him stronger and stronger as long as his will remained resolute must have evolved to an even more ridiculous extent.
“This isn’t enough, not even close to enough information.”
A Main God would only be forced to use their aces if the enemy was also a Main God. However, the number of Main Gods who had fought with Karwenz before... Oh, pitiful Anslo, may he rest well in heaven.
But this time, Karwenz had evidently made a miscalculation. Not only had Amelia reached so-called Main God power level, she was also fundamentally indestructible. Since Karwenz had managed to force Amelia to self-destruct her physical body, then he must have used several of his strongest aces.
“What exactly are Karwenz’s abilities?”
I thought that Amelia would take advantage of this and bully me since I was asking quite a lot here.
Not only would she be leaking Karwenz’s information to me, she would also be leaking her own information to me as long as she told me about the battle. Amelia was someone who hid information about herself even more than Karwenz had.
However, she actually held my hand and directly transmitted her memories to me, leaking her own information completely.
I didn’t even have the time to exclaim when I was astonished by what I learned.
“This, this is complete cheating!”
Yet, Amelia still maintained her typical calm smile.
“Yes, you’re right. At this level, everyone is cheating. Aren’t you cheating as well?”
Me? Of course I wasn’t...
However, Amelia then pointed at my back, causing me to instantly shut up. Fine, I admit that I was cheating as well. In this day and age, all the most powerful individuals had cheats. Those who didn’t have cheats wouldn’t be sufficiently good to reach this level.
I could faintly sense now that perhaps so-called Main God-level existences had already surpassed Creator Goddess Eich in certain areas in order to obtain such unreasonable power. Main Gods would be able to casually toy with the world’s natural laws as they pleased.
Thus, the other powerful Gods who relied on the world’s natural laws would naturally get beaten up really easily by the Main Gods.
“This is like how a video game developer can overwhelmingly defeat a pay-to-win player with programming cheats. Where can I issue a complaint? Is the game developer a pig?”
I was actually in a good mood right now. Although Karwenz’s abilities gave me quite a bit of pressure, this was still better than knowing nothing at all.
Since the main matter had been dealt with, this meant I could rest.
It was quite nice and comfortable to rest in this flower garden while drinking flower tea and observing the scenery and teasing the cute wood spirits.
“Just admit it. You’re worried about angering Amelia if you run away immediately after finishing your main business here.”
“...Silly cat, why must you tell the truth? You’re being suicidal here. Amelia, one of the silly cat’s clones managed to sneak in. She’s underneath the peach tree there.”
Yep, I should mention that there was also the fun scene of plants eating cats. Such an enjoyable scene.
I spent time here until it was almost dark... But why did I feel like more than 24 hours had passed already? Had Amelia adjusted the sun in her personal world?
“No, I adjusted the time.”
The sun refused to set. I ate two lunches, two dinners, two breakfasts, four afternoon tea snacks, and napped four times. I teased all of the Seven Virtues in turn lots of times until I finally got up to say goodbye while enveloped in the scent of flowers.
As I was leaving, Amelia said one last thing to me.
“If you want to stop Karwenz, you need to hurry. Not many of us Chaos Girls remain. The Cynthia that appears this time will be the strongest Cynthia in all of history.”
I was surprised to hear this for a moment, but then I silently nodded my head.
Creating a new Cynthia didn’t require all the Chaos Girls to be used. But, in order for Karwenz to realize his goal, the final Chaos Girl that he used would have to be stronger than the Cynthia from back in the day.
I couldn’t help but suddenly think about Elisa. She was all alone, so did she have any way to fight against Karwenz?
“If Karwenz really dares to kill Elisa...”
A mysterious anger seemed to burn in my chest. It appeared that I didn’t have much time left.
“I thought that you would say something like you’d kill his entire family.”
“I’d be an idiot to say that. I’m his only family left.”
I suddenly stopped at this moment. In a way, Karwenz really was a highly difficult opponent to deal with.
Not only would he not care about anything else, it wasn’t even possible to find someone that he valued. It could be said that he had everything, yet he also had nothing. Before, I had successfully schemed against Lorci, Anslo, and Emordilorcan because even they had things that they cared about. As long as they cared about something, they would naturally have weaknesses. Yet, Karwenz...
“You should pay attention to your reputation. Why do you keep thinking about using others’ weaknesses to threaten them? Why do you seem more and more like the antagonist?”
“Reputation? Having a good reputation means I can win? Someone on the side of light and justice will definitely win? We’ll have nothing at all if we lose. Let us win first before discussing if the tactics were proper or not. Oh, do you think he’ll care if I go kidnap that Devil Lord on his side?”
“He won’t. Someone who has as much of a harem as he does will actually become really heartless.”
“Sigh, that’s what I think as well.”
The silly cat fell silent before speaking up again. “...Actually, I think he really does have someone he cares about.”
“Who?”
“His older twin brother.”
I was the one rendered speechless this time. Was I supposed to put a knife against my own neck and threaten him with suicide unless he surrendered?
That was really the wrong style for this story. This was Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich, a magical fantasy world, not some Korean melodrama TV series.
Besides, if I truly did such a thing, Karwenz would probably start laughing loudly rather than surrendering.
“Stop being ridiculous. We should think first about how to deal with Karwenz’s bug-like abilities. In this day and age, everyone is cheating after all.”

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