Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 366 The Path to Death! The Path to Death!
Wearing a brass mask, Mr. X, Louis Wayne, stepped inside without making a sound and walked to his designated spot.

As he walked, his aura was restrained, yet everyone present unconsciously lowered their heads.

Turning around and slowly sitting down, Louis looked around and said in a low voice, "Let the party begin."

"What are you pretending for?" Fowles, wearing an iron mask, muttered silently. "If you dare to use Mr. Fool's lines, I think you've already chosen your path to death."

When Mr. World arrives, see how he'll entangle you relentlessly!

Time passed slowly, and Fowles would glance at his phone every now and then.

But Klein remained silent, and no one else offered to get involved.

Fowles then opened the "system panel" that was invisible to others, and clicked on the "backpack" to check the items he owned.

If she could, she would rather kill this person herself.

But she knew that it would be difficult for her to do anything to Louise on her own, and if she took direct action, the most likely outcome would be to alert him.

So he simply watched patiently as several party members exchanged some intelligence for gold pounds with Louis, listening to Louis occasionally respond with a few words.

Time ticked by, and the focus of the gathering shifted from the various tasks Louis issued to the transactions between the attendees. No one continued to step forward to speak with Louis.

Fowles suddenly realized that Mr. World might be about to make a move soon.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, just as Louis was idly propping his head up with one hand and watching the transaction below, he suddenly stood up, took two steps forward, and quickly turned around.

Suddenly, a crack appeared where he had been standing, and the space abruptly split open. Louis's chair tipped backward and fell into it.

Behind that torn space lay a gray expanse, where only the vague outline of what appeared to be a circular theater could be seen.

The next second, six arms emerged from it. They looked like they were made of shattered glass, but through those "glass shards," one could see the surrounding scene reflected in the glass.

It was a shattered space, six arms pieced together from fragments of that shattered space.

The arms had their fingers spread wide, with two of them grabbing at Louis's neck and the other five grabbing at his head, neck, shoulders, arms, and calves.

Louis was momentarily taken aback, but quickly regained his composure.

An open book was reflected in his eyes, accompanied by ethereal chanting emanating from his mouth.

"I came, I saw, I recorded!"

In an instant, a deep blackness appeared before him, his features softened, and an ice spike burning with black flames appeared in his hand.

But in the next instant, an invisible force field spread from the crack. His facial features returned to normal, the blackness dissipated, the flames extinguished, and the ice spikes shattered.

His extraordinary abilities were suppressed, and his spirituality was "restrained."

Immediately afterwards, he felt his thoughts become sluggish and his body stiffen. It took him nearly three seconds just to understand what was happening, which was enough time for his head to be crushed.

But just as the six arms were about to grab him, the shadow beneath him suddenly came to life and turned pitch black.

Then the shadow burst forth from the ground, enveloping Louis Wayne, before exploding violently.

Louis, who had become one with his shadow, exploded like a flower of flesh and blood, scattering in all directions like scattered stars.

This shadow's ability to escape the "constraints" of the Mimicry of the Divine Key was clearly beyond his capabilities. It was the hidden Saint of the Aurora Society who made the move.

The divinity of demigods seems to be able to effectively evade the abilities of the Divine Key. Whether it was the White Saint Katarina who caught the heavenly fire with her bare hands, or the Aurora demigod who is now using his abilities while under the influence of the Binding Field, they have all become immune to the effects of the mimicry Divine Key to some extent.

In a flash, Klein didn't hesitate.

Klein, resembling Gehrman Sparrow, leaped out of the crack. The battlefield of the "Battlefield Magician" spread into reality, enveloping the house, sealing off the space, and absolutely suppressing the "Traveler's Gate."

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with one hand, and the glasses quickly transformed into a mask that completely covered Klein's face.

At the same time, Hugh and Fors felt their feet suddenly sink into the ground.

About ten meters away from the house, a hole suddenly opened up in the air about one meter above the ground.

The people in the room fell out like dumplings being dropped into a pot, landing on the floor, which inexplicably became as soft as putty.

Inside the house, not far from Klein, the flesh and blood coalesced and transformed back into Louis Wayne, enveloped in shadow. He was violently flung by the shadow and slammed against the door.

The wooden door, however, could not be forced open; it seemed to have suddenly become harder than a diamond.

The shadows paused, coalesced into a human shape, and became a dark, shadowy figure.

Just as Klein teleported the others away, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and realized that the room was filled with an invisible, dark, and eerie liquid. It flowed over and quickly condensed to form a solid cage.

In this darkness, shadows came to life, and eyes opened within them.

At the same time, a layer of flesh and blood grew on the ground, walls, and ceiling.

Their eyes rolled, those bloodshot eyes turning towards Klein, their icy gazes falling entirely on him, making Klein feel as if his very soul had been frozen.

As flesh and blood grew from the floor, walls, and ceiling of the room, a twisted, swaying black shadow rose from the corner.

However, Klein simply opened his left hand and raised his right, snapping his fingers.

In his outstretched left hand appeared a cube that looked like a Rubik's Cube, but it was a strange cube with only black squares and white lines.

Klein's left hand hung limply, and the Rubik's Cube fell to the ground, dissolving into it like a drop of ink.

Swish!
The white lines, resembling a three-dimensional coordinate system, unfold from the point where the Rubik's Cube fell, with horizontal, vertical, and other lines appearing in the space, dividing the house into countless squares, each 3 centimeters in length, width, and height.

The room suddenly lost all color; except for Klein, the shadowy figure, and Louis Wayne who had just gotten up, all colors vanished in an instant, turning the room into complete black and white.

The tables, coffee tables, sofas, and high-backed chairs in the room began to become transparent, and even the black and white colors that remained faded.

However, the white lines that Klein had just created became increasingly clear, shimmering with a faint white light.

The next instant, the furniture and walls flickered like a video with a poor signal, and then abruptly transformed into an image composed of constantly flowing 0s and 1s.

These numbers cease to flow, lose their vitality, and scatter on the ground, spread out on the transparent and invisible earth.

In such a place, naturally there would be no shadow.

(End of this chapter)