Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 200 Chapter We are really good at manipulation

"Here, use this new one to make wetware." Serris threw the second Time Worm to Colin.

Colin took over: "The new one is made into wetware, what about the old one?"

"Old ones?" Serris glanced back. "Old ones are also made into wetware. What? Do you want to put them on the Zhuanzhuan for recycling?"

Colin glanced down and followed Serris.

"Oh."

The Time Worm in Colin's hand twisted unwillingly, but it seemed that Serris had put some seal on it, preventing it from escaping.

The Time Worm is still alive, because the dead ones cannot be made into wetware.

He began to establish a connection with Colin: "Colin, look at the rings on my body. Don't you think I look familiar? I am your duodenum! That guy used evil means to remove it from your body..."

Colin said nothing, but the golden light in his right hand transformed into a cage that locked the Time Worm tightly.

Serris, who was walking in front, was also playing with the Time Worm in his hand.

At this time, the man and the insect were having a pleasant communication.

"I'll tell you the location of my real body, and you'll let me go?" The Time Worm tried to gain value for itself.

When he was parasitizing Colin just now, he stole part of Colin's memory and saw the details about the "wetware".

Given His strength, He estimated that it would take Him more than a hundred years to die.

Although he, being only a clone, wasn't particularly afraid of death, it would be best if he could survive. At least not die in such agony.

Anyway, there is no so-called brotherhood between the Amons. The one who survives is the real one.

"I don't mind." Serris poked the Worm of Time. It was very cute and relaxing. "But can you really say it?"

The Time Worm opened its mouth and tried to speak some information, but found that most of its memories about itself had been stolen. Even the content that it finally remembered was stolen, deceived, and turned into meaningless gibberish the moment it came out.

"Damn it!" The Time Worm cursed fiercely, "How could he do this! Where is the most basic trust between Meng and Meng?"

Serris nodded repeatedly, looking into the eyes of the Worm of Time, and together they condemned Amon's true form.

But his sight penetrated the Time Worm and came to a deep darkness in an unknown place.

Nothing can be seen, as if everything is hidden.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the surrounding area.

Only then could one see that this was a plain covered with ravines, and a dark blue Cyclops was wandering around unconsciously.

His eyes were lifeless, and traces of decay and pus could be seen all over his face. A grayish-yellow gas filled his body, interweaving into clouds in the air.

At his feet, at the deepest gully of the plain, a figure stood at the edge, looking down. Lightning flashed, and a massive, grayish-white building loomed at the bottom of the gully.

It was Amon.

Amon noticed the gaze, raised his head, followed the gaze towards Ceris, and gave a false smile.

The two of them looked at each other from an unknown distance.

Serris shifted his gaze and scanned the building below.

This is a building that is completely different from the current style, the Quaternary, Tertiary, and even Secondary styles.

Chernobyl.

However, Ceres did not lose his mind like Klein in the original novel, nor did he almost lose control like Klein.

Because he was semi-illiterate before he traveled through time. Although he had undergone nine years of compulsory education and attended a university that could barely be considered an undergraduate, he had no knowledge of words like Chernobyl and had never seen similar pictures.

As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss, and this is exactly where his courage comes from.

This is the confidence that his brain, which has not been polluted by knowledge, brings him!

He still had the mood to tease Amon.

"Hey, do you miss your dad?" Serris's voice reached Amon's ears through the worm of time.

These words made the fake smile on Amon's face freeze for a moment, but it quickly recovered.

He pinched his monocle and wanted to say something.

But Serris did not give Him this opportunity.

He extended a finger and pressed it against the front and top of the Time Worm, then poked it inwards with a slight force. The front of the Time Worm immediately caved in.

This action severed the connection between Amon's true body and the Worm of Time.

After all, Amon was raised by the Red Angel Medici, so he must be good at provoking others. So Serris chose to hang up the phone immediately after doing his dirty trick.

Pat the head, like, and refuse to fight again.

This is what we Naruto players do.

We Naruto players are really powerful.

The veins on the back of Amon's hand popped out, and he swung his hand back. The chaotic lightning in the sky turned and struck the giant behind him.

…………

Rumble.

With a huge roar, the Church of Fools, which had grown wheels and tracks, drove to the half-destroyed temple like a tank.

The church slowly stopped, and more than a dozen members of the Silver City Exploration Team stood at the door of the church, gazing at the temple in front of them.

They almost simultaneously closed their eyes, raised their right hands to their left chests, and chanted the Fool's honorable name together.

"A fool who does not belong to this era."

"The mysterious master above the gray fog."

"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

In the City of Silver, the Fool's followers all use the honorific title of "The Fool" when praying, while the honorific title of "Lord of Foolish Play" is rarely used.

The time is now around ten o'clock in the evening, and the battle moon in the east is about to set.

Because it is impossible to leave the God-forsaken Land, the trajectory of the battle moon is not exactly rising in the east and setting in the west, but is closer to polar day and polar night.

Klein, who had just returned from an interview in the East District with reporter Joseph, was finishing his meal when he suddenly heard a long string of prayers, like a chorus.

What's going on? Is the True Creator attacking? Or has Mr. Fool been discovered by the Goddess?
Klein was so frightened that he dropped his spoon into the mutton soup in front of him.

He didn't have time to eat dinner, so he quickly walked four steps back to the top of the gray fog and looked at the prayer lights one by one.

I saw everyone from the Silver City Exploration Team gathered together, facing the half-destroyed temple in front of them.

Based on the words in their prayers, Klein understood the current situation.

They wanted Crane to witness their first experiment with the power of the church's weapons.

Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I just hope the righteous gods don’t come to find me.

He relaxed his body, leaning back in the high-backed chair that symbolized the Fool, and watched the activities below with interest.

I watched as the top of the church suddenly opened, and a mechanical tube extended out, with a mechanical eye connected to the front end.

Klein hesitated to speak. Wasn't it agreed that Silver City would lag behind the God-Forsaken Land?
This mechanical tube extended into the temple, opened from it, and separated out more than a dozen small cars with mechanical eyes.

They scanned the entire temple up and down, inside and out, then returned to the mechanical tube and returned to the church.

Klein noticed that the other end of the mechanical tube was connected to a monster with only its head left. This seemed to be "wetware," wetware for the audience's path.

The wetware is connected to cables of various sizes, some as thick as water pipes, and some as thin as needle tips.

The monster's head struggled in pain. The pain of having its spiritual power forcibly extracted made it unable to help but try to commit suicide.

But it failed. Various nutrient solutions entered the monster's head, stabilizing its vital signs and preventing it from dying.

In addition, there are wetware such as "reader", "appraiser" and "secret peeper", which are installed in various directions of the church and play different roles.

Klein didn't recognize these monsters, but that didn't stop him from making inferences based on their respective functions.

In the center of the instrument used for data analysis, two "Time Worms" are connected.

Klein recognized this creature. Amon had used something like this when he tried to parasitize him in the Elysian Land.

Klein remembered that this represented the "Thief" path, and the Thief's Sequence Seven happened to be called "Cryptologist."

(End of this chapter)