Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 529 The Sun Enters the Sea, Kong Meng Advances

Deep within the land abandoned by God, atop a mountain peak stands a colossal cross that exists between reality and illusion.

This is a sacred place in Silver City, a place to worship the true creator, even though the true creator has long since moved away.

Although beliefs about a true creator or the Lord who created everything are now rare, White Shadow City respects everyone's beliefs.

The ancient sun god with a pale golden beard walked over step by step and stopped in front of the huge cross. Amon followed behind him, still wearing the clothes he often wore.

The cross was empty.

Amon stretched out his hand and grabbed forward.

The former divine kingdom of the true creator swiftly cracked open with an invisible fissure, revealing an unseen door.

The ancient sun god simply passed through the door, gently parted the cross, and a curtain of shadow connecting the sky above and the earth below appeared, not at all abrupt, as if it had always been there.

During this time, His movements were slightly halted, as if He were tearing a passage between dream and reality.

Behind this curtain, it seems, lies a pair of lifeless eyes that gaze upon the entire world.

The ancient sun god stared into those eyes for a few seconds, and then those imagined eyes slowly disappeared.

The eyes of the ancient sun god were tinged with a shadow-like darkness.

The next second, the curtain of shadows cracked open, revealing a dark and gloomy interior, with the faint sound of illusory waves echoing within.

Behind Him, Amon stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and revealed his arm.

No, it didn't happen. Whatever Amon did or said, the remaining eight Command Seals disappeared at the same time, transforming into pure "miracles," descending upon the ancient sun god in a way completely different from that of "miracle masters."

The ancient sun god then raised his left hand, conjuring up an ancient and mysterious "magic mirror" in his mind, which emitted a faint glow.

In the dim light, a viscous but illusory black liquid surged and spread out, revealing an endless sea that seemed to encompass all colors and all possibilities. It appeared within reach, yet it had no effect on reality.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient sun god placed his own ashes into this illusory scene.

This is the second blasphemous tablet, which is considered to be His own corpse.

The illusory sea scene in the infinite distance began to sway gently, surrounding the second "blasphemous stone tablet" and establishing a certain connection with it.

During this time, Amon attempted to use the authority of "reproduction" to reproduce the Command Spell, but the person of this miracle created by the Messenger of Pleasure was higher than He had imagined, and it was impossible to reproduce it.

After several attempts, He gave up and watched as the ancient sun god, holding the subtly changed second "blasphemous tablet," stepped through the crack in the veil of shadow and entered it.

With each step forward, His body overlapped with the blasphemous stone, until they were finally completely merged.

The curtain of shadows immediately closed, faded rapidly, and disappeared, leaving only an empty, enormous cross in place.

Throughout the entire process, no one uttered a word; everything proceeded in silence. Even Amon remained quiet, merely adjusting the monocle he wore over his right eye, correcting any potential "mistakes" in fate as the dual-pathway true god of doors and errors.

"...You asked me about the struggle at the level of consciousness..." Klein rested his chin on one hand, "I might have some insights into schizophrenia, you could say I've become a good doctor from being sick for so long."

"But if it's something else, like extraterrestrial consciousness, I don't know much about it. You can ask Roselle; he's an expert."

After saying that, Klein suddenly looked up as if he had a premonition and looked towards the door of the room.

There was nothing outside the door.

“Okay, I’ll send a message and ask.” Xing took out her phone, opened the group chat, and sent it to Etrossel.

This is a small classroom-sized room where missionaries occasionally preach to a few individuals.

Xing invited Klein over, hoping he could help Bai Er find a solution.

Also accompanying them were Benson and Melissa, who were interested in people from another world, and Padmon, who happened to be passing by after finishing her meal and taking a walk to digest.

Today, while eating, Padmon accidentally ate a wild Sequence 2 "Prophet" extraordinary ability, so she went out for a walk to digest her food.

She had a vague feeling that she had reached the end of this path.

It's not that she's unlucky, but rather that going any higher would inevitably lead to conflict and turmoil, so stopping at the angel stage is the optimal solution.

As for the fact that ascending to angelhood requires an anchor to fight against divinity, Padmon herself is not worried.

She is essentially Klein's memory spirit, a memetic life form born from Klein's memories. Neither humanity nor divinity matters to her, because even if divinity were to be born, it would all be swallowed up by the simulated universe, allowing her to see the world from the simulated star gods and understand what divinity truly is.

Occasionally, she could hear playful laughter in her mind, filled with interest in this divinity.

"So you are the Saint of Empty Dreams?" Melissa lowered her voice and looked at Padoma, who was lying on the table.

She remembered Padmon; Klein had never kept cats hidden from his brother and sister when he used to keep cats on Narcissus Street.

"Ah... just use 'you,' I'm not used to using 'formal'." Padmon's whiskers twitched awkwardly. "Hmm... but I should be called the Dream Angel now, right?"

"An angel!" Melissa exclaimed softly, then immediately covered her mouth.

I never imagined that not only was my brother an angel, but his cat was also an angel.

Paddy felt embarrassed by the stares and her tail swayed nervously from side to side.

What was she supposed to say? Call her a "winner-by-doing dog"? A "winner-by-doing cat"?

She ate and slept all day, slept and ate, played on her phone and secretly took things, and before she knew it, she had been promoted to an angel?

Not only through the monster pathway, she even consumed the "Ship of Intoxication" potion from the Harmonious Pathway Sequence Six through her daily life, so you can imagine how comfortable she was living each day.

Only she knows the sweetness she has experienced along the way.

(End of this chapter)