Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 485 Alger Embarks on His Fateful Journey

"You did this on purpose, didn't you? You definitely did it on purpose, didn't you?" Serres asked Star.

"I just accidentally slipped," Xing stubbornly refused to admit it.

“Impossible.” Serres expressed disbelief. “Once something is in your hands, you wouldn’t give it up even if the star core exploded. How could you possibly lose it?”

Damn it, I've been found out! I hid it so well.

Xing unleashed an invincible attack:
"What happened?"

"Sigh." Serres sighed. "I'll see if I can help you retrieve it later, but I have to emphasize that if it has already been used, you'll be at a huge loss."

A golden sphere of light slowly floated out of the Holy Grail, rising upwards like a soap bubble and drifting into the air.

Then, with a whoosh, it transformed into a swift beam of light and vanished from the sight of Serres and Xing.

"What did it do?" Xing asked curiously.

"She probably went to find her Master, or perhaps she possessed him."

"Oh." Xing nodded, lowered her head, and used the connection between herself and the Heroic Spirit to examine the "panel" that the man she had summoned had manifested based on the game "Holy Grail War".

Class: Saber (Swordsman).

Strength: A, Magic: C, Endurance: A, Luck: D, Agility: A, Noble Phantasm: A++.

At this moment, the man carrying a one-handed greatsword, dressed in white, and with short white hair, emerged completely from the light, revealing his original appearance.

He is a mysterious traveler who was able to participate based on a miracle of the Holy Grail. He looks like a friendly boy next door, but his heart is extremely conflicted.

He always intervened in conflicts as gently as possible, but often his strong competitive spirit led him to demand duels with others.

What's even harder to understand is that he has an almost saintly mentality, believing that others' defeats are his own fault.

But this does not diminish his desire to win every battle.

It is said that his wish upon the Holy Grail was to return to his hometown.

The man revealed a bright and cheerful smile: "Bai E of the Ai Li Mi Xie greets you."

"Hi, partner," Xing waved and greeted him.

"Partner? Okay, then I'll call you that too, partner." Bai E's smile remained pure.

"Mimi?" A flying "pink puppy" suddenly darted out and circled around Bai E twice.

Bai E was taken aback at first, then curiously reached out to touch it: "Hello."

That humble young man has not vanished with the flames of yesterday. At least for now, he is still the same smiling Bai E.

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Blue Mountains Island, within that primeval forest.

At the "Gate of Flesh and Blood," layers of collapsing and coalescing, seeking qualitative change, seemed to form a figure constructed from layers upon layers of gates. This figure wore a robe of blood-red tides, and its shape was constantly twisting and changing, reflecting different planets and different regions.

One by one, illusory and translucent pages floated up and drifted into the ritual formation in front, using "the bloodline of the Abraham family" as a guiding rope to welcome Mr. Gate back.

Verdu's flesh and blood had completely merged into the crimson magic circle.

He became an integral part of the ritual.

Those crimson flesh-and-blood gates collapsed and overlapped rapidly, transforming into a figure draped in a red cloak.

The ritual for summoning the heroic spirit was completed, and Mr. Door, Bethel Abraham, appeared in this world as a heroic spirit.

Class: Berserker.

Strength: B, Magic Power: EX, Endurance: A+, Luck: D, Agility: A++, Noble Phantasm: A++.

He responded to the Holy Grail's call based on two desires: "to return to Earth" and "not to return to Earth."

His eyes flashed red, and he made a "heh heh heh" sound.

Summoned as a "Berserker," He possesses only instinct, not wisdom.

For extraordinary individuals, advancement is an instinct, and in a sense, it is a byproduct of the aggregation of extraordinary individuals.

He plunged his hands into his chest and tore them outwards, opening a true "door" to the starry sky, beyond which lay an endless expanse of stars.

This is one of His symbols, “the guide to the endless starry sky,” and even when He descends into madness, this symbol remains etched into His instincts.

Just then, a blinding ray of sunlight pierced the night, falling from the star realm and melting everything it encountered along the way.

Beyond this ray of sunlight, an impenetrable darkness surged in, attempting to engulf Mr. Bethel Abraham, who was trying to complete the ascension ritual of Sequence Zero and return to his original form.

The next moment, the starry sky connected by the door shook and distorted, briefly transforming into Amanisis, the goddess of the night, and Leodorus, the lord of storms, representing the stars and the sky respectively.

This didn't last long, just a moment.

But in that very instant, the power of secrecy and natural disaster seeped in, enveloping the island and briefly isolating it from reality.

Countless exploding ball-shaped lightning bolts burst forth from the door on Mr. Door's chest.

The earth where this ritual array was located shook violently, cracking open a huge fissure, so that the "Gate of Flesh and Blood" and Bertram Abraham would fall into the depths of the earth's core, to face the "Chaotic Sea" that encompasses all colors and all possibilities.

Immediately afterwards, a faint light shone through the void, enveloping the forest and attempting to restore the trees, soil, and altar to their most basic microscopic structures.

And through the only sliver of light that peeked through, a pair of brass-colored eyes emerged.

They gazed upon the Gate of Flesh and Blood and Bethel Abraham, wanting to imprint their images into their pupils.

Of course, as a "god of discernment and choosing sides," this Erwulong has undoubtedly already figured out how to write the welcome message from the Church of Wisdom if the Mother Goddess really descends to Earth.

The newly crowned God of the World, Thorzner, did not come; He went to suppress the out-of-control sealed artifacts.

Mr. Door's return caused all the seals around the world to break.

This caused all the sealed Level 3, Level 2, Level 1, and even Level 0 artifacts around the world to come to life.

Those without sentience are alright, but the sealed artifacts with the characteristic of "being alive" have begun to direct other sealed artifacts to attempt to break through the defenses of the major churches.

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For example, the Wave Church in Bayam

Alger Wilson, who had just finished praying, immediately noticed a flash of lightning streak into his room, which transformed into an urgent voice: "Your Excellency Cardinal, most of the underground seals have failed! Only the balance maintained by the effect restraint between certain items has not been lost!"

He had anticipated this when he noticed the doors opening and closing suddenly and inexplicably throughout the entire incident, and had even considered running away as soon as possible.

But in the end, he didn't do it.

Mr. Fool did not respond, Mr. Demon did not respond, and the Lord of Storms did not respond to him either.

He silently gazed out the window, where several schools and workhouses were located in the vicinity of the church.

He recalled that some time ago, when these schools had just been established, the principal had approached him to solicit investment.

He remembered replying, “Do I look like someone who’s been to school? But that’s okay, I’m willing to invest. It’s in my best interest, and there’s nothing wrong with what I’m doing.” “All things are born of destruction, and will perish in destruction,” Alger murmured. “But they shouldn’t die meaninglessly, especially the flames that haven’t yet blazed brightly.”

He looked away and remained silent for two seconds.

He sighed and said, "Leave the rest to me."

His words transformed into waves of electricity, which combined to form silvery lightning that flew into the ground.

The next moment, he raised his right hand above his head, lifting it high.

His right hand transformed into a rock emanating a red light, coalescing into flames that exploded like magma, and hung heavily to the ground.

boom!
The earth cracked open, stretching straight downwards.

Then, this demigod, who was both a "disaster priest" and a "fire craftsman," conjured a hurricane and carried him to the earth.

About ten seconds later, outside the Sea Church, the tide that was crashing against the embankment surged up and into the air.

The azure seawater then poured down, enveloping the church like a thick barrier.

Within the barrier, silvery lightning flashed continuously, drilling into the ground.

These are all "disasters" summoned by Alger.

Soon, Alger, transformed into lightning, arrived in a room that was no longer sealed off.

He stretched out his hands and pressed them against the door in front of him.

The door is azure blue, with one mysterious and bizarre relief after another protruding from it.

It was half-open, and inside was a deep darkness without a single ray of light, connecting to some unknown world.

This darkness seemed to have its own life, and was now flowing outwards quietly like water, eroding the surrounding area.

At this moment, Alger thought of his "destruction" pathway sequence four advancement ceremony.

"Light three fires."

"The first fire burns away the disaster and brings new life from the scorched earth," Alger murmured.

He stomped his feet, causing the ground to crack open and spew out crimson-white magma.

This was a "disaster" he created to block the advance of that darkness.

Hurricanes, torrential rains, and lightning strikes have repeatedly pushed back the darkness.

With each step he took forward, a disaster appeared behind him.

He continued forward step by step, continuing to recite his promotion ceremony in a low voice.

"The second fire is to ignite oneself and become fuel to burn away the disaster."

Flames erupted from Alger's body as he walked straight into the deep darkness.

His skin cracked and charred inch by inch, from which thick lava flowed.

He reached out, grasped the azure door with his other hand, and as he walked inside, he pulled the door shut inwards.

The wall gradually turned grayish-white, as if it had turned into stone.

This trend was unstoppable and continued to spread towards Alger's body.

He could only hold out for another thirty seconds at most, and the "Lord of the Storm" still hadn't responded... Alger's mind raced, suppressing all his reluctance and unwillingness, and he quickly made a decision.

Without any hesitation, he immediately revealed a hexagonal, crystalline snowflake in his palm.

His body gradually turned gray and white, slowly transforming into stone.

"What exactly is my purpose in attempting to create [destruction]?" Alger calmly observed the changes within himself and asked himself.

"Because I drank the potion of destruction, for the sake of acting, for the sake of advancement, for the sake of power."

"Isn't this the power I've been looking for? Now that I've got it, stopping here is the smarter choice."

"Of course, none of these reasons matter anymore."

Before his face turned to stone, Alger chuckled softly.

He reached the center of the room and used the Wastelander's ability to turn everything into bombs to set himself on fire.

"If I were to turn into flames and burn myself to death in the process, that would be better than doing nothing at all."

He crushed the small bottle he was clutching tightly in his left hand, and the medicine inside seeped into his body through his dry, cracked skin.

boom!
A massive explosion erupted from underground, instantly suppressing all the sealed artifacts here.

The third fire, a rebirth from destruction, sprouts from the ashes, understanding why it was destroyed and why it was destroyed in the first place.

From the clustered "magma spheres," a hand emerged, and the naked Alger stepped out.

This is the potion of the destruction path, the ritual of the destruction path.

It's either promotion or death.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

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Mr. Heroes let out a low growl, causing the blood-red robe he wore to flutter.

The robe connected with the eerie tide surging from behind the "Gate of Flesh and Blood" that had just been torn open on his chest, spreading out fragments of crimson moonlight.

Upon touching the moonlight, the impenetrable darkness gathered on its own, stretching out limbs and a head, transforming into a shadowy female human.

The secrets of this area were revealed in an instant.

It has acquired its own life and consciousness, and is no longer driven by the user.

Without exception, the lightning transformed into a handsome man made of electric light; the blinding sunlight became a young man clad in fiery armor; the trembling earth grew eyes and closed its mouth; eerie features emerged from a barrier formed by the hazy light; eyelashes sprouted from around the brass-colored eyes and transformed into wings; even the chaotic and distorted aura nearby coalesced into a throne.

These obstructions and interferences simultaneously plunged the situation into chaos, giving Mr. Door a chance to catch his breath.

Seizing this opportunity, he took the final step towards godhood.

Just then, Mr. Door's figure, which had shrunk from the sphere of light, froze, seemingly caught in a fierce internal struggle.

The "door" created by Mr. Heroes suddenly expanded, covering Mr. Heroes' body from the inside out, making him seem like a different person.

The layers of doors within His body were just a hair's breadth away from completely overlapping.

Amidst the illusory clattering sounds, the crimson tide, barely managing to squeeze through the cracks of the "gate of flesh and blood," surged ever more fiercely, and the blood-red moonlight threatened to once again envelop Bethel Abraham's robes and fall heavily.

boom!
A heavy amber sword descended from the sky, pinning Mr. Door to the ground.

It took Colin quite a while to find this area because it was so well hidden.

(End of this chapter)