Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 441 Two Serres
His eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief and despair.

He seemed to understand why Otto dared to attack him so recklessly.

Rhys Pelosi could certainly go back, but the one who truly returned to Fussack was no longer him.

He wanted to say something more, but Rhys Lopez swiftly brought down the knife behind him.

There was not a shred of pity or compassion.

His head rolled to the ground.

“See? What did I tell you?” Otto slowly walked to the head that was still open-eyed and not completely dead.

"Life is indeed a fragile thing, isn't it? So are you."

"It's clear that without the protection of spirituality and divinity, your Honkai energy resistance isn't as high as I imagined. At least, you couldn't withstand 10000 HW of Honkai energy."

Otto bent down, squatted down next to Rhys, reached out and covered Rhys's eyes, forcibly closing them.

"But that's understandable, since even Herrschers can be harmed by Honkai energy of this level."

"You're already very strong. Goodnight, my friend."

The next second, his head turned to ashes under the powerful Honkai energy.

Click.

The "sealed artifact bracelets" that Otto was wearing on both hands suddenly broke in the middle and fell to the ground.

He picked up the bracelet with his other hand and weighed it in his hand.

These are just ordinary bracelets; the real seal artifact has long been replaced by him.

After all, he had advanced to Sequence 3 of the Thief Path, so he could easily pull off something like switching things out.

I casually put the bracelet aside, walked to the edge of the laboratory, and looked out the window at the scene below the sea.

“Karen…” Otto repeated the word softly.

Having fulfilled his long-cherished wish, there was truly nothing left for him to do. But what if... just what if, he could also fulfill Kallen's ideals in this world?
Maybe that's not bad.

…………

Silver City, the Giants' Court.

Guided by the map, they quickly found their target: the Giant King's residence, the gateway to the outside world.

This is a strangely shaped building, with a spire on one side and a round tower on the other. The main entrance is more than ten meters high and is mainly gray-blue, covered with symmetrical symbols, signs and patterns.

This is the residence of the Giant King, the sleeping place of the Dark Angel, Sasriel.

Following the map, we passed through the long corridor and the hall, arriving at the residence of the Giant King. To the left, we saw a balustrade made up of a row of huge stone pillars, beyond which stretched orange-red clouds and a gently surging deep blue sea.

Colin raised his hand, signaling the rest of the exploration team to stay put.

"Have you collected all the data?" he asked the member of the detection team who was holding the testing equipment.

"Everything has been collected." The researchers nodded.

In fact, this expedition didn't need so many people at all. The other members of the expedition team were only responsible for protecting the researchers and the data they collected.

Because when they finally face the Dark Angels, the corruption of the mythical creatures will definitely affect them, so they must leave in advance.

The members of the exploration team are the guarantee, and with the blessing Colin bestowed upon them, there shouldn't be any problems.

“Alright, all those below the level of demigod, please leave the Giants’ Court first and wait at the edge. If you see the signal, proceed immediately according to the pre-arranged plan.” Colin looked at the rest of the group.

Am I a demigod? Xing lowered her head and pondered for a moment. Then she proudly raised her chin. Yes, I am a demigod, the demigod of time.

The members of the exploration team who were not demigods looked at each other and immediately obeyed Colin Iliad's words, replying in unison, "Yes, Your Excellency." After watching the members leave, Colin started walking again, along the balustrade made of stone pillars, and walked with Serres, who was not far behind him, to the tallest and most magnificent building inside the Giant's Court.

A massive door stood there, a door of considerable size even for a giant. To the left of the door's opening was a dark hole, which appeared to be a keyhole.

Just as Colin hesitated about whether to break down the door, Serres suddenly materialized a huge key, a black iron key that looked like a seven-stringed lyre.

"Don't be so rough," Serres said, handing the keys to Colin.

“Mr. Devil, you really have everything here.” Colin took the black iron key that looked like a seven-stringed lyre, looked at it in his hand, and after a few seconds, brought it to the deep hole in front of him.

They fit together so perfectly that there wasn't a single gap.

“Hmph, that’s right. I, Doraemon, am not just a name without substance,” Serres replied.

"Ah, is this your new name again?" Colin asked casually, turning the key gently.

As the giant black iron key sank into the deep hole and Colin stirred it, with a soft click, the black iron key in Colin's hand seemed to have turned on some switch.

The key suddenly became soft, as if it had merged with the hole, and emitted rays of gray-blue light.

coming.

Colin narrowed his eyes, and his right hand, which gleamed with an amber light, seemed to shine even brighter.

The various symbols, logos, and patterns on the double doors lit up and became prominent.

All the radiance quickly intertwined, and Colin raised his hand, placed it on the door, and pressed it heavily inward, causing the gray-blue palace's main door to slowly open inward.

The crack in the door widened, and suddenly Colin and Serres saw a surging, dark, viscous, illusory ocean reflected in their eyes. Inside the door was utter darkness; nothing could be seen at all.

Colin suddenly felt as if something was splitting his mind. At the same time, he also noticed his shadow stirring restlessly.

"Hmph!" He snorted loudly, raised one foot, and stomped hard on his own shadow.

boom! Click!

The shoe slammed into the ground, the amber light exploding across the surface as it was crushed to pieces.

Colin's shadow immediately stopped its strange transformation.

Serres was also affected, but he seemed to have no intention of resisting at all, and just watched his shadow stand up from the ground.

The darkness on the shadow slowly faded, and it became two Serres.

Suddenly, the second Serres turned around and met the eyes of the real Serres.

His face was covered in shadow, and his hair, dark black, fell to his shoulders and was slightly curled.

Behind him, one after another, illusory, pitch-black wings unfurled.

This is the second personality that Serres developed under the influence of the Dark Angel and the Chaos Sea.

A depraved and filthy Serres, a Serres whose true nature is the opposite of his original self.

[To you, isn't this a purely kind and benevolent personality?]

The dark wings behind the shadowy Serres flapped, watching Serres intently.

"Am I handsome?" Shadow Seres suddenly asked.

"Why can't you be a girl?" But Serris didn't seem to agree and questioned it.

"Then you can transform yourself," the shadow retorted forcefully, seemingly unwilling to indulge the original body.

The moment Shadow Seres was born, he was assimilated and replaced by the real Seres, becoming his clone.

(End of this chapter)