Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 324 323 Blood Emperor
In Euclidean space.

In the rapidly flowing fragments around the Primordial Witch, in every frame and every scene, the figures of people who seemed completely unfamiliar to her began to appear.

From the person silently gazing out the window when Chick was born, to the person who became a Sequence 7 witch and transformed into a woman due to the image inherent in her extraordinary characteristics, to the person who quietly watched from the corner, like a shadow, when Chick was on the verge of losing control due to pain...

From the moment this witch slays one enemy after another, to the moment she seduces one man after another, one woman after another, into her bed, killing them in bed, to her gradual ascension to demigodhood and her ascension to despair…

Every frame, every scene, every memory point, like a maggot clinging to a bone, a blurry yet familiar figure is constantly appearing, becoming a part of His memory.

Chick petrified a piece of insane knowledge that suddenly appeared before Him, and then His gaze swept over the fragments and images that, even though they were petrified and cursed, still appeared quickly and rushed past Him.

Chik, who was showing signs of madness due to Tang's deliberate guidance, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He recalled his memories with great confusion. Did such a person really exist in his memory?
Is there such a person who has been by His side from His birth to His becoming Sequence 0, from beginning to end?
How can it be?

How could there possibly be such a person?

But He seemed to remember that such a person really existed...

real?fake?
"If you can observe, you can interfere..."

Tang stood at a distance, using the extraordinary abilities brought about by the "Supreme One" level of blessing power to intervene in the divine life history of the observed "Character Card: Primordial Witch" as the starting point.

Next, with the authority of "observation," Tang's own projection will be projected into the life of the Primordial Witch through Euclidean space as the authority of the "Supreme One" is continuously projected. From birth to death, from beginning to end, he will appear at every time period and at every important juncture.

He would stand beside the Primordial Witch, silently observing everything about her, looking down from above to see what this deity had seen, thought, and desired, and to understand all her actions.

Thus, they interfere with the other party's past.

The past influences the future, and the future influences the past, thus forming a constantly rotating wheel of fate, a destiny loop in which the beginning and the end are intertwined.

"And if you can interfere, you can manipulate..."

Tang, who was rapidly using the authority of the "Supreme One" to corrupt the Primordial Witch, reached out his hand at the same time in all the fragments of the Primordial Witch's past, in all the constantly flashing images.

Thin, shimmering threads dangled from his hands. These puppet threads, woven from "destiny" and "fate," were about to connect to the primordial witch Chik, who was not yet powerful enough and knew nothing about it.

In the process of each weak primordial witch being unaware, one after another thread of fate called "puppet silk" constantly appears in their river of destiny, pulling the river of fate toward a predetermined destiny.

Sequence 3, Puppet Master.

Who is the puppet of fate?
Unlike the Puppet Master's spiritual threads, which manipulate the flesh and spirit of people, the "Puppet Master," a Sequence 3 of the "Supreme One" pathway, is most skilled at manipulating the fate of everyone, making them run wildly toward a predetermined trajectory called "the future."

The puppeteers manipulated the puppet strings in their hands, controlling the past of their puppets, who were bound by fate, influencing their present, and leading them towards their destined future.

As a seasoned master of puppetry, Tang was naturally adept at manipulating the fates of others.

As the "Supreme One" invaded, the Primal Witch, having sensed something was wrong, began to retaliate.

As the Primordial Witch Chic, who possesses the uniqueness of the Witch Path, she naturally has the ability to make everything "unique"—a power inherent in Sequence 0, or rather, in the very nature of uniqueness.

The uniqueness of time and space, the uniqueness of fate, the uniqueness of the imprint... The uniqueness itself is a unique characteristic, and abnormal errors can only occur under the interference of a special, great being with far greater power and corresponding authority.

For example, fools who don't belong to this era...

Currently, the Euclidean space where the Primordial Witch and the Underworld Emperor Salinger reside is quite unique. Its uniqueness has been subtly affected, resulting in an "error" that presents a strange phenomenon where multiple images appear in one spacetime, with the past, present, and future intertwined.

This caused the divine life stories of the Primordial Witch Chik and the Underworld Emperor Salinger to be revealed and unfolded as if they had been opened from a box, and then invaded by the authority of the Supreme Being.

Under the invasion of the supreme authority, if all of the Primordial Witch's "past" becomes a puppet of fate in the hands of the puppeteer, then it means that the Primordial Witch has truly become a numb, selfless marionette, moving towards a predetermined ending under the control of the "future" and "destiny."

Therefore, the primordial witch, realizing something was wrong and feeling increasingly uneasy, has now chosen destruction.

Destroy everything, whether it be the past, the present, or the future.

A mad glint flashed in Chick's eyes, and he smiled so beautifully that even rules and order seemed unwilling to harm the most beautiful woman in the world.

The Hermit appeared out of thin air when the mad Chick wanted to destroy all images of the "past," including his own past.

He was not greatly influenced by the primordial witch's charm.

The "Hermit" possesses knowledge and the authority to remain hidden. For the "Hermit," after transforming into the most frenzied torrent of knowledge, those who stand before Him and cannot learn the knowledge may have their heads burst open.

After all, He is like those old scholars in the church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, who can sometimes discriminate against all those who cannot learn.

Salinger, who was not far away, saw this scene. The Dark Emperor, who was gradually transforming into the appearance of the Blood Emperor, blinked his iron-black eyes slightly. Just as he was about to make a move, another "Hermit" appeared behind him.

"Hermits" can replicate themselves through data replication.

Tang also appeared beside Salinger.

The attack, originally aimed at the "Hermit," suddenly changed direction and struck Tang.

His body instantly turned pale, transforming into countless transparent, semi-transparent spirit insects.

Tang was hit by Salinger's attack and returned to the mists of history.

He, too, is merely a fragment of historical imagery.

Tang disappeared with a smile.

In each frame and scene belonging to the Underworld Emperor Salinger, there is also a blurry figure that is constantly being formed, gradually filling each frame.

The authority of the "Supreme One" is also eroding this half-mad dual-path true god.

The split "Hermit" interferes with the fragments of the Underworld Emperor Salinger and the Primordial Witch Chik that are targeting him, thus buying time for Tang.

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Tang's figure went from nothingness to completeness, from falsehood to reality, until it was fully formed and the intrusion was complete. Only then did Tang look around at the scene. He was now standing in a magnificent palace, distinctly characteristic of Trier in the Fourth Age. Strangely, Tang did not immediately see the figure of Chiknaboa.

Turning a true god into a puppet in one's own hands is a rather troublesome and complicated process.

A true God, or rather every angel, possesses a long lifespan and a multitude of life trajectories and historical fragments.

This is different from the observational ability that Euclidean space once demonstrated, which is similar to the "Gates of Heaven". If the puppeteer wants to weave fragments of the past and life experiences into the puppet threads of fate, he needs to use the ability of the "observer" to project himself into each fragment.

The longer a god lives, the slower the rate at which fate becomes a puppet, and the more vulnerable the god or angel is to a counterattack.

Therefore, Tang had the "Hermit" stall the Primordial Witch and the Underworld Emperor Salinger to buy him time to gather as much information as possible.

In the remaining time, it would be impossible for him to fully read Salinger and Chick's memories and complete the manipulation.

Fortunately, he never even considered turning these two true gods into his puppets; it would be too troublesome, too time-consuming, and involve too many uncertainties.

Since it was just a chance opportunity, let's quit while we're ahead.

Through spiritual intuition and an overview of Chik's past history and memories, Tang found the parts most severely affected by the person and external forces, and then projected them in.

"In the end, it's just Sequence 0, not a level above the sequence. Once you reach that level, you should be able to quickly complete the projection and turn a Sequence 0 into a puppet of fate."

but……

Tang looked around, rested his chin on his hand, and pondered, "That's strange."

"I remember I should have entered a memory of the Primordial Witch, so why isn't the Primordial Witch here?"

At this point, Tang paused slightly, following his spiritual intuition as a diviner, he looked up at the unfamiliar man sitting at the highest point of the magnificent palace, and asked with a smile:
"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty the Blood Emperor."

"Excuse me, do you know where the Primordial Witch is?"

The man sitting at the highest position in the palace was a man who looked to be in his thirties, with the tough image that the Red Priests always had. At this moment, He was looking down at Tang. From Tang's perspective, he could easily see a pair of blue eyes filled with madness and cruelty.

Very good, it fits Tang's stereotype of the Blood Emperor Aristotle.

His condition is similar to that of his grandfather and Dianpoqike; they all have a beautiful mental state.

It seems we've found the right company.

If Chick was a madwoman, then Aristotle Tudor was the greatest madman of the Quaternary period.

Putting aside the bizarre things He did, like forcibly jumping through pathways and making himself half-mad, He later created a massive hodgepodge of source matter, sending Trier underground and almost dragging all living beings down with Him.

The problem of the underground Trier is still unresolved, as are the mirror world and the great scourge it created, the exact nature of which is still unclear...

Alistair Tudor and Cheek are a match made in heaven, a truly bizarre pairing.

"Hahahaha-!"

Upon hearing Tang's question, the Blood Emperor suddenly burst into laughter. He stood up abruptly, his lips parted in a wide grin, revealing azure eyes filled with madness and cruelty, which stared unblinkingly at Tang below.

Tang remained unmoved, tilting his head slightly, a subtle, brilliant light flickering in his normally dark eyes:

"What's so funny, Your Majesty? Did I ask something inappropriate?"

"No, of course not." Blood Emperor Arista Tudor descended from the high platform step by step, his dangerous and insane aura causing Tang Weiwei to frown slightly.

"Aren't you asking where Chik is?"

He stood still until the Blood Emperor, Arista Tudor, walked over and stood in front of him.

Tang Weiwei raised her head and looked at the Blood Emperor of the Fourth Era, who was a head taller than her.

Before he could say anything, Arista Tudor reached out and grabbed Don's neck.

Without saying a word, He grabbed Tang by the neck and snapped it in two.

The sound of the neck snapping was crisp and pleasant. Tang's gaze froze on the face, seemingly surprised by the guy's decisiveness.

"Just you?"

Malice and madness poured out from this half-mad god. After Tang's neck was snapped, he was thrown out by Him, creaking and groaning in mid-air, his body disintegrating like a mirror.

Like an imperfect television image, it finally went out of service after a short circuit caused by rotten wiring.

"So that's it..."

Tang's body was scattered, shattered like glass. A fragment of one of his eyes remained suspended in mid-air, not turning into dust and disappearing like the other fragments.

"So, this is why the Primordial Witch bears your spiritual imprint..."

Aristotle looked down at the eye, and once again reached out his hand, as if to destroy the eye as well.

Behind Him, a figure wearing a black silk top hat and a matching tailcoat slowly emerged.

"Guess where the 'mistake' that was supposed to be used to deal with the Primordial Witch and Hades Emperor Salinger is now?"

Tang narrowed his remaining eye slightly, and his voice came from an unknown void.

"The true Blood Emperor, Arista Tudor, is dead. Most of his spirit is imprisoned in the River of Eternal Darkness... You are now Arista Tudor in the mirror, aren't you?"

"And the huge trouble you and the Primordial Witch caused is actually—"

(End of this chapter)