Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 443 Good Morning, Silver City—The Birth of a Commander
The black mud churned, and someone slowly emerged from it from the bottom up.

That was the shadowy figure, Serres, with jet-black wings on its back.

He had a cigarette between his fingers and was pulling up his pants as he walked.

"So-so," he commented.

Wait, was the real Serres who played Sambo in the movie?
Xing was greatly shocked.

Never mind, learning skills is the most important thing right now.

Unfortunately, as the pollution was gradually purified, Shadow Seres also disappeared. Before Shadow Seres vanished, Xing was unable to learn the cool skill she had always wanted to learn.

"No, my black qi transformed into a horse!" Xing roared to the sky.

[Isn't it supposed to be wings formed from black mist?]

Alicia tried to take advantage of Xing's low mood to "catch him while he was down," but Mimi defended against her alone.

Two people cannot share the same mountain, so the two engaged in a duel that cost them their dignity.

Xing was still squatting on the ground, chanting the incantation he had just learned from Shadow Seres that supposedly allowed one to grow wings.

“I must set off… I must bear the burden… As long as our flame remains lit, the pursuit of fire will not end… Nanuk, I’ve brought you some noodles…”

Half an hour passed, and there was still no movement from the Giant King's residence.

Several onlookers tried to enter, but were stopped by Serres.

"This is the Silver City's own salvation, what are you all meddling in?" That was Serres's answer.

Rosell also stated that she could clearly sense that Colin Iliad inside was not dead.

This statement reassured the well-meaning onlookers, as well as the local demigods of Silver City.

"Does it really take this long to beat up a half-crippled angel?" Xing asked curiously.

I remember Serres saying that Colin could probably reach the level of the Angel King.

“Oh, you mean this?” Serres picked at his ear. “If I’m not mistaken, he also has to fight the Angel King of the Thief Path.”

Seeing the unusual movements of the demigods in Silver City, who seemed to be planning to rush in and help, they noticed...

Serres pointed at Rosell, "There's still a Sequence Zero here, he won't die. Besides, what could you possibly do in a battle at the level of the Angel King?"

Another ten minutes or so passed.

Suddenly, in a certain second.

The door to the Giant King's residence suddenly swung open, and bright light burst forth from within.

All the shadows vanished, and the orange glow illuminated the palace where the giant king once resided.

Before the iron-black throne, on the steps illuminated by the twilight, Colin Iliad's figure emerged.

He stood there quietly, wearing tattered silver armor that revealed his face covered in old scars, like a warrior who had just finished a final battle.

“Chief…” Lovia called out worriedly.

Colin stood in front of the gate, waved his hand, and indicated that everything was alright.

Inside the Giant King's residence, on the steps bathed in orange-red light.

He walked step by step with his back to everyone to the door at the other end of the room, placed one hand on the crack in the door, and remained silent for a long time.

One second, two seconds...

Then, he flexed his muscles and pushed forward forcefully.

The door was opened to both sides, and a crack appeared, letting in the morning sunlight.

The gap widened, and a vast, golden sea gradually appeared before Colin Iliad's eyes, and also before the eyes of the crowd not far behind him.

The time of day for the divine war ruins that connects to the Giants' Court is not fixed; sometimes it suddenly changes from noon to night, and sometimes it suddenly changes from night to noon.

And now, perhaps it's just a coincidence. It happens to be morning, a morning that's practically nonexistent in the ruins of the Gods War.

That morning when the sun had just risen.

The sun was rising right in the direction facing Colin, and its warm light streamed in through the door, falling on Colin's face.

The light was warm and dazzling, but not glaring.

The morning sunlight seeped in through the gates, covering the Giant's Court, which had been frozen in twilight, and allowing time to flow again. The light, passing through the Giant's Court, illuminated the Silver City behind it, even obscuring the moonlight above.

Because light is the meaning of everything.

"It's over," Colin muttered to himself.

Finally... it's over.

More than 2000 years of perseverance, more than 2000 years of preservation. Without a doubt, this will lead Silver City to see the true sun.

It is not an imagination that exists only in fairy tales and stories, nor is it a battle moon that has been created.

Seeing this scene, bathed in the warm sunlight, Colin Iliad raised his hand as if trying to grasp a ray of sunlight, but he grasped nothing.

But he was not discouraged. Instead, he slightly moved the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and revealed a smile without any gloom and a faint longing.

"Good morning, Chief Colin." Alicia's cheerful voice came from beside Colin.

Upon hearing this greeting, Colin was slightly taken aback at first, then realized what was happening, opened his eyes, turned around, and smiled at Alicia.

Good morning, Ms. Alicia.

He responded to the greeting in a gentle and composed tone.

Yes... it's morning...

He always believed that, compared to drawing a sword, sacrificing oneself with passion, enduring humiliation and helplessness, and persevering in the darkness, was a more difficult and painful thing.

And now, finally, the long night is over.

Finally, he looked inside the gate, his gaze piercing through layers of walls, and saw the Silver City beyond the Giants' Court.

The city of Baiyin is now bathed in the morning light.

Colin smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, he witnessed the results of preservation and the dawn that Baiyin City had finally seen after its perseverance.

At that moment, his belief in preservation reached an unprecedented level of strength.

He had secretly made up his mind that he would become the cornerstone of the wall, using himself to build a high wall for Silver City, for the land forsaken by the gods, and for all those who need protection.

He himself will become the most impregnable part of the city wall.

boom!
The sound of a giant hammer hitting the ground resonated in Colin's mind, transcending the boundaries of his mind and reaching the ears of everyone present.

This doesn't seem to be over yet.

The sound of the giant hammer hitting the ground was still echoing.

Silver City, the land forsaken by the gods, Earth, and even the entire universe.

It seemed as if every living being could hear the faint sound of hammering.

This is not obvious and can easily be overlooked.

But Colin did not ignore the voice.

He raised his head, transcending the barrier and the sky, to meet the gaze of that enormous, one-eyed being.

From the endless distance in the sky, something seemed to cast its gaze once again.

Colin's right hand, the amber light merged into his flesh, filling every corner of his body, and there was no longer any abnormality from the outside.

The deity of [Preservation] bestowed a congratulatory gift upon the rebirth of Silver City.

A true messenger.

A [protection] messenger.

And that is today.

It has been nearly 2,582 years since Silver City fell into darkness...

After 2,582 years, Silver City finally got through the long night and ushered in its own morning.

Good morning, Silver City.
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A record of the birth of a messenger.

(End of this chapter)