Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 307 306 When there's no danger, I am the greatest...

The flaming spear streaked across the eastern sky, but it was quickly extinguished before it could be intercepted by the official forces of Backlund.

The people inside have vanished without a trace, their whereabouts unknown.

It seems that the divination and prophecy were reversed. The hunter, who is not good at skirmishes, reacted so quickly to the Witch of Despair. He seems to be familiar with the witches' combat methods. As the hunter, whose path is adjacent to the witch path, is this person related to the witch cult?

Ah, what a pity...

Standing on the shattered mirror, Triss felt a pang of regret as she watched the flame disappear into the air.

She returned to where Simon was, and Lucky Simon, looking somewhat dazed, asked Triss as she walked in:

"Madam, who was that who gathered you just now, the captain?"

"Yes."

Triss covered her mouth and smiled languidly. "It's a pity he escaped. Otherwise, I would have liked to let him experience pleasure before experiencing despair that seeps into his bones..."

The Witch of Despair is someone who makes herself feel despair, and also makes others feel despair.

Triss had already completed her portrayal of the Witch of Despair.

Before she died, she had fulfilled most of the role-playing requirements of the Witch of Despair.

Before she returned to this point in time, upon entering the mausoleum of George III, she used the "Yesterday Once More" spell given to her by Gehrman Sparrow to unleash a portion of the primordial power, disrupting the Black Emperor's ascension ceremony and causing George III's ascension to godhood to fail... An extraordinary being who was about to become a true god, facing the witch who caused this situation before her death, felt a despair that came from the bottom of her heart, enough for Triss to completely digest the potion of despair before she died.

"I just don't know what would happen if I took the Despair Potion directly in this state."

She herself was curious about her current state. She didn't have the extraordinary characteristics of the Witch of Despair, yet she could still use the Witch of Despair's abilities. How could such a change occur without extraordinary characteristics as a material basis?

If someone with only the extraordinary traits of a Sequence 7 witch takes the Despair Witch Potion, will they go insane due to the excessive leap in sequence, or will they regain their divinity because they were once the Despair Witch?

Triss was curious and thought she could give it a try before the time of the Backlund smog arrived.

"Even without me, the cooperation between the Witch Cult and Augustus will continue. I just wonder which witch will stay by Edsac's side this time."

Thinking about these things, Triss's smile grew wider and wider.

Triss thought of something very interesting, that gentle, irresistible charm that unconsciously attracted others was silently amplified to its maximum, becoming increasingly attractive, drawing people around her, whether of the same sex or the opposite sex, closer to her.

Completely unaware of the situation, Simon stared intently at the witch in front of him, almost drooling from the corner of his mouth.

Triss glanced at the lucky one and casually asked:

"Is there any other way to contact your captain? I'd like to speak with him."

Simon, feeling a strange sense of intimidation from Triss's glance, quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. After thinking for a moment, he immediately came up with a solution to his current predicament:

“My comrades should have already moved to the places I know, but there are some places that are considered secret locations for our intelligence exchange. Even if those places are abandoned, as long as we leave relevant information there, it is possible for the captain and the others to find out.”

“Yes, very good.” Triss nodded, then, with a flicker of her eye, she said to Simon, “Go and leave your message.”

"Take an example, an Avenger who wants to cooperate with them, and what the reward would be..."

She smiled slightly. "How about the Iron Knight's potion recipe? If you need it."

-

Backlund, East District.

In the narrow, somewhat dark but not too dirty alleyways, Tang, dressed in a loose beige T-shirt and matching trousers, glanced at the flaming spear that had vanished into thin air.

"It's quite interesting. They want to rebel against my organization, hunt down my puppets in Backlund, and harbor such strong hatred for me. Although their hatred isn't truly tied to me yet, if things continue like this, I feel like I'll soon become the biggest villain..."

Moreover, he is more destructive, more elusive, harder to kill, and more agile than the Hidden Sage, the True Creator, and the Bound God. He is also the biggest evil god who can cause trouble from time to time and is on the church's front page wanted list.

This is much more prestigious than the actual creators.

'Um, um, host, your expression QAQ…'

No way, host, do you want to look at that increasingly pleased expression on your face as you speak?! Host, you're turning into a gleeful monster!
Where did its gentle, kind, and righteous host go?!
Tang pressed his fingers against the sides of his mouth to prevent the flesh from tearing all the way to his ears, turning him into a large gash that made him look like the Slit-Mouthed Woman, utterly hideous.

Ah, all I can say is that when the Faceless Man's abilities reach the Mysterious Servant stage, he can grow as many eyes as he wants on his face, and as many ears as he wants. Even without activating his mythical creature form, he can perform actions comparable to transforming into a different species simply by utilizing the Faceless Man's abilities.

Indeed, the Lord of Mysteries is the Lord of Mysteries. Of the three paths of mystery, the Fool's path is the most fitting and closest to the image of 'mystery'.

"I just find it interesting, Tongzi. You should check out the fun guys. After all, I've lived this long, and if I don't find something to do, I'll die of boredom."

Although this is based on the idea that 'one's happiness is built on the suffering of others'... well, if you put it that way, Tang feels he's becoming more and more like a behind-the-scenes big boss.

Moreover, he was even more lawless than Adam and Amon.

Adam, at least, did it for the sake of all humanity. Amon's words were indeed just for fun, but he only targeted those extraordinary individuals on his own path. Unlike him, who fired indiscriminately across the entire map and would hang people up as puppets at the slightest provocation.

What should we do? What should we do? What if Little K becomes the Lord of Mysteries and then turns around and kills him first?

System: 'Host, you're quite self-aware...'

"After all, Huang Tao has thought about this before," Tang shrugged. "Tao Tao has wanted to kill me for more than just a day or two. Sigh, I don't understand. Why do transmigrators have to make things difficult for each other? We're all descendants of the past, we should be united. How can your Dao heart be so broken, and you keep trying to kill me, the old transmigrator who raised him with such hardship..."

"They called me 'senior' for so many years, and sure enough, people become ungrateful and treacherous when they become powerful, stabbing each other in the back and showing no respect for elders or care for the young..."

As she spoke, Tang seemed to recall something sad, and feigning sorrow and pain, wiped away non-existent cyber tears from the corners of her eyes.

System: '...' Host, you were going to just slit Tao Tao's throat... no, I mean, Emperor Roselle's throat, and he resisted, so you think you'd be ungrateful? Were you just going to have him cleaned up and wait for you to hang him up as a puppet?
"Why not? Everyone else does it this way. Look at Kotal, look at Zarathustra, look at Nikolai. Aren't they all quite willing?"

Tang Zhenzhen spoke eloquently to his own system.

Kotal, the Dark Wolf still working in the Southern Continent: ...

Do you want to hear what you have to say?
Zarathustra: ...?
Honestly, why don't we just bring Zun Zunbao back to life?

Nicola adjusted his black silk hat: "Emm, whatever you like."

Say whatever you want, who can argue with you?

The system that knows the truth: '...'

This person is truly shameless; even the system itself can't stand it anymore.

Ignoring the grumbling of his own system, Tang casually summoned the historical slit image of the monocle from the mists of history and skillfully put the monocle into his right eye socket.

He adjusted his monocle, stopped joking around with his system, and said:
“Triss Chick possesses the power left over from a blessing, which should be the blessing power of a sinner in Sequence 2 of the Ring of Destiny pathway… Hmm, but from my observation, this blessing is incomplete. Apart from giving Triss Chick the power she once had as the ‘Witch of Despair,’ she has not shown any angelic-level abilities.”

"Perhaps this is also because the higher-dimensional observers also bestowed their blessings, and the two conflicted and became intertwined?"

'That should be the case, host.'

The system has been analyzing the special sample 'Triss Chick' for a while. During this time, apart from worrying about using Nikolai's Time Worm to create a new subsystem, it has been using a large number of algorithms to process Triss Chick's problem.

Humans are natural social animals. In this society, apart from the extraordinary individuals who can survive without food or water, even demigods would find it difficult to survive completely outside of human society. Therefore, the system, through extensive observation of its host's secret puppets, is reversing the strange phenomena in Triss Chick from various perspectives.

After all, such an example is really rare, so rare that even their own main system came over to observe this special sample for a while.

The system felt that its life was complete. After all, it used to be the one crying and wailing as it climbed the network cable to its main system to cry. Now it could finally hold its head high, as its beloved main system took the initiative to come over along the network cable to see what was going on here.

Proud JPG.

"Standing alone" (jpg)

Main system: ...

Tang: Honestly, you should sometimes do some self-reflection.

Knowledge Wilderness, aren't you going to fix all these bugs in this thing you created?

"However, this kind of guy who comes from the 'original work' involves a high-dimensional observer who's gone completely mad, plus the Ring of Destiny, an old thing that symbolizes 'redemption'..."

Tang adjusted his monocle and said slowly, "To be honest, I have a feeling that what those two old geezers are secretly plotting might have some unusual significance for me."

But this is not necessarily a bad thing.

Unfortunately, the future involving the High Dimensional Overlord and the Ring of Destiny is vague and unreal. Even though Tang is now about to digest all the extraordinary characteristics of the Mysterious Servant and has used Klein to ascend to the Source Castle and temporarily control it, making him an extraordinary being equivalent to the "King of Kings" among angels, he still cannot see it while he is still only at the stage of the King of Angels and has not yet become the "Fool" or the "Supreme One".

Because that future involves multiple great beings and even more terrifying forces.

And, the highest one, sequence 0, things on an even higher level.

This sequence path, possessing the power of a high-dimensional observer, compatible with the path of the Ring of Destiny, and mixed with the essence of a "transmigrator," represents things and possesses symbolic authority... even if it is "destiny," that terrifying, predetermined fate is not something he can bear in his current state.

Thinking about this, Tang actually felt a little hopeful.

His lips couldn't help but curl upwards, then widened into a grin.

Then, many faces emerged from the surrounding area, their clothes changing from various colors and styles to a uniform loose beige T-shirt and matching trousers. Their mouths cracked open, their faces beaming with smiles, and after the twisting flesh subsided, their appearances were exactly the same as Tang's.

"I really don't know what it will be like then."

That should make it even more interesting.

-

After confirming that he had escaped the pursuit of the high-ranking witch, Sirius moved his left hand. He endured the excruciating pain from being burned by the witch's black flames with a blank expression and walked into a safe house.

Many people from the East District had been transferred here after Simon was arrested. When Sirius walked in, he suddenly paused.

The young man sitting on a chair in the safe house turned his head slightly.

He had a smile on his face, wearing a loose beige T-shirt and matching trousers, his expression was calm, and his hands were placed in front of him.

All the East District rebels in the safe house stood up expressionlessly, emanating an inorganic, cold, eerie, and inhuman quality.

Exactly the same as those secret dolls...

"you--"

Sirius's pupils dilated as he stared at his companions, who had all become puppets in the room, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

"Ah, nice to meet you... no, I shouldn't say that," Tang leaned back in his chair, his tone relaxed. "After all, with so many of my puppets killed, it's impossible that I don't know anything, is it?"

He smiled and said, "So, I've come. What, it seems you're not too welcoming."

Sirius drew his gun with lightning speed, and with several gunshots, it was the other Mystics standing on either side of Tang who fell to the ground.

Their heads exploded, red and white ones flying out, just like the puppets they had killed before.

(End of this chapter)