Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 530 Do my family members think I can escape?
Klein used this free time to chat with Bai Er to pass the time.

"Why would Mr. Klein be interested in schizophrenia?" Bai Er asked curiously.

“Hmm…because my mythical creature form is inherently prone to…split.” Klein carefully chose his words in response.

"I see." Bai E nodded, seemingly understanding.

"So how did Mr. Klein solve the problem of split personality?" Bai Er asked curiously.

“Uh…” Klein thought for a moment and answered truthfully, “I killed my second personality.”

"I see." Bai E seemed to have grasped something.

"No, what have you figured out?"

"To destroy and then build?" Bai E pondered seriously.

That's not what I meant...

“Turning it into new firewood and lighting it, it will be reborn from the ashes and reborn from destruction…” Bai E found it more and more reasonable as he spoke.

"How exactly did you glean so much from such a small amount of information?"

"You've actually been thinking this way for a long time, haven't you?"

"I didn't teach you that! Don't try to pin this on me!"

“So, if I was born to be the blazing sun of destruction…” Bai E murmured to himself.

"Are you even listening to me?!"

"Haha." Bai E laughed heartily. "Just kidding, my partner taught me this line."

…………

The headquarters of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is located inside a white tower.

The guard on duty in the underground area sensed something unusual and suddenly stood up.

As a "Insightful One" in the Reader's Path Sequence Three, he keenly sensed that something was happening.

The old man, dressed in a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads, immediately used a secret technique to arrive at the entrance to the underground area in one step, and reached out to push open the door.

"Get lost." A strangely irritating voice rang out.

boom!
The door was ignited by a violent burst of flames and blasted open.

The guard was reduced to countless pages that scattered just a second before he was blown up, thus avoiding being killed in the explosion.

"Enemy attack!" The pages sprouted eyes and mouths, letting out heart-wrenching cries.

Immediately following was a sound like an air raid siren.

However, those sounds were like bulls whose eyes had turned red from being provoked by the matador; after spreading out, they quickly returned, enveloping the invader and hovering and buzzing around it.

Deep underground, a series of chilling sounds, enough to make one's hair stand on end and one's spine tingle, quickly emanated, seemingly in response to the arrival of the invader.

Others might not know, but the old man guarding the statue, as a high-ranking member of the Church of Knowledge, knew that the voice came from an extremely terrifying sealed artifact, and knew what that meant.

This means that the aggressor poses an extreme danger.

Number: 0-01.

Name: The Banner of Fallen Gods, the Blood Banner of Salinger.

Danger Level: "0", extremely dangerous, highest level of importance, highest level of confidentiality, do not inquire, do not disclose, do not describe, do not spy.

Security Level: Only God's messengers can know.

Sealing method: Place it in an underground mausoleum, put a large number of effigies of soldiers on it, build a cemetery above it with more than a million corpses, and supplement it with a real city with a population of more than 100,000. The specific implementation method and ritual arrangement are...

Description: This is a charred flag with a black iron-colored flagpole and numerous dangerous bloodstains on its surface.

The pages quickly converged, transforming into countless eyes.

Rows of bookshelves with deep shadows appeared, and the cover of each book on them had countless eyes.

"Stand there!" the old guard's voice rang out once more. At the same time, with the help of the entire sealed land, a message broke through the invaders' blockade and spread to the minds of everyone in the tower.

But the only response he received was a soft laugh:
"Ah."

As the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, the invaders' faces were finally revealed from the darkness.

He had a handsome face with numerous burn-like scars.

He was not wearing a shirt or armor; his body was simply covered by a thin layer of flame.

His back was torn open, revealing a pair of bloody hands, and the palms of those hands were torn open again, revealing new hands that kept extending outwards, as if a pair of symmetrical bones were growing from his back.

Blood seeped from the tear, and the blood was ignited in the flames.

More hands extended downwards from the arms and elbows of those hands, one hand grasping another, intertwining behind them to form a pair of bloody, mangled wings made of arms.

And at the source of these wings, on His back, are two faces equally full of blood and heroism.

Red Angel, Medici.

Medici, the Angel King, via the Red Priestess route.

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped.

The entire sealed land was engulfed in flames in an instant.

At the same time, a barrier symbolizing glory and brilliance appeared, and an indestructible twilight emerged, isolating this sealed land.

The guards tried to stop him, but only one word escaped Medici's lips.

"roll!"

Each row of bookshelves was ignited at the same instant, and then exploded rapidly.

Without further delay, Medici flapped his wings and transformed into a streak of fire, disappearing into the earth.

A few seconds later, the wall made of various books lit up on the surface of the sealed land.

A faint, brass-colored light darted about, outlining one mysterious symbol after another, seemingly searching for the structural key or effective method to destroy this barrier of glory with a single blow.

In this process, the faint light forms pairs of illusory eyes that directly see the weak points and create eyes in those weak points.

The next person in an instant.

Click.

The barrier that symbolized endless honor shattered in an instant.

The "Shield of Glory," which had reached the first level of the sequence, couldn't even withstand a second of being watched.

Countless brass-colored feathers with eyes descended from the sky, and eyeballs wrapped in six pairs of wings appeared, instantly altering the underlying information here, making countless pieces of knowledge tangible, and burying reality beneath illusion.

This place has become a world of pure knowledge, completely isolated from reality.

Countless sealed artifacts were unsealed at the same time, turning their attacks on Medici.

Medici's information was collected by eyeballs floating in the air and recorded in books.

In the sky above the White Tower, the Star Realm suddenly shone brightly, and a giant brass eye filled the entire sky.

The next moment, a semi-transparent tower descended, completely enveloping the city.

The god of knowledge and wisdom completed the initial divine descent within seconds!
With the barrier reinforced and the world now burdened, the true God can temporarily detach from the astral plane and descend into reality.

[Medici: My family watching this, do you think I can escape?]

The answer is: Yes.

Medici grasped the Banner of Fallen Gods in his right hand, turned around, his gaze piercing through the wall to meet those eyes, and a slightly mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"In the name of the Command Seals, Lancer, return to my side."

(End of this chapter)