Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 157 156 Arrodes
After chatting with Grandpa Pales for a while and confirming that he could provide assistance with matters concerning the Secret Order, Tang said goodbye to the Sequence 1 angel.

"Stop talking. Chatting with such a cunning person is really a headache."

Returning to his room and throwing himself onto the soft big bed, Tang sighed silently.

Sometimes he likes people who are thoughtful and open-minded, because such people are quite comfortable to deal with and there is no need to make everything clear.

Sometimes he doesn't like this kind of people because every sentence they say is roundabout, which makes people who want to take a break feel overwhelmed.

After squirming a few times on the bed, Tang asked the secret doll squatting in the Euclidean space through the spiritual line what was wrong with Pales Zoroaster just now.

When he was talking to the old man just now, he deliberately said some seemingly plausible things, turning the topic to the spirit world and the unusual movements in Sefirah Castle.

With a Sequence 1 status, if he encountered a similar pollution problem, Grandpa would probably be alert. In this case, the observation effect of Euclidean space would be more direct and accurate in grasping Grandpa Pales's state.

However, speaking of it, I have never noticed this kind of pollution coming from the 'future' and 'uncertainty' before.

It was only when he was thinking that he realized the existence of this kind of pollution that could cause people to suffer mental breakdown and chaos.

“I don’t know if it’s right…”

The marionette in the Euclid space slowly answered Tang's question, "But after hearing what you said, Pales Zoroastrian seemed to become a little brighter."

"A little brighter?" Tang was stunned.

What kind of weird metaphor is this?

With a thought, he entered the Euclidean space to see the angel who was leisurely taking a walk in the theater.

Compared to before, there was nothing that shouldn't appear on Grandpa Pales' body, no hidden pollution, and no other crystal-like things appeared.

However, when observed in Euclidean space, the image of Pales Zoroastrian does appear clearer?

Tang frowned and used the dream divination technique to recall his state when he first saw Pales Zoroast. Compared with that time... it was indeed a little brighter.

No, to be more precise, it was the observation ability of Euclidean space that was enhanced in Pallez Zoroaster.

Because of pollution from the 'future'?

He tried to get a definite answer through divination, but as a fortune teller, he found that the prerequisites were not sufficient, or the existence of higher-level things led to the failure of divination.

Tang had a vague guess, but quickly suppressed it. He left the Euclid space, returned to his room, and threw himself onto the bed again.

It is impossible to understand, and understanding will bring pollution.

His sequence level was not high enough. No matter how high his status was, the pollution would cause him to lose control without the support of extraordinary characteristics.

After rolling around a few times, Tang reluctantly put his head under the pillow, covered his ears, and buried himself in the pillow, as if he was holding his breath.

When he couldn't hold it in any longer, he took away the pillow, took a few deep breaths, turned over, and looked at the ceiling, as if in a daze.

The next moment, Tang sat up like a catapult, scaring the system half to death.

'Su, host? '

System: Difficult to stretch.

Even after being with the host for so many years, it is still not familiar with the dead noises that the host makes from time to time.

"Ah, it's okay." Tang demonstrated a sit-up and took out the new magical item that had been made from the system warehouse.

Combining the extraordinary powers of the Destiny Realm and the Night Concealment Realm, the cloak created is even darker and deeper. Looking directly at this soft cloth, one can't help but feel as if he has been exiled to a region outside the world where no living creatures exist.

"Let's call it, 'The Cloak of the Unfortunate'."

As the piece of cloth was folded up, the corners of the cloak couldn't help but tremble, pressing against Tang's fingers, and the whole cloak was showing a sense of rejection.

It was a magical object with 'alive' properties, and apparently, it was quite resistant to being folded.

However, Tang ignored the silent rejection of his own sealed object. After stuffing it into his pocket, Tang changed the position of the secret doll not far away. With the help of the traveler secret doll, he left Tingen through the travel teleportation and headed for the Intis Empire.

"Before, in the God-Forsaken Land, when I saw the unusual movements of Sefirah Castle, I witnessed a scene."

Intis Empire, remote area.

Tang, who arrived here silently through the extraordinary power of the traveler, determined through spiritual intuition that this area was consistent with the scene he saw when the Source Castle moved.

Entering the Euclidean space, burning his spirituality to enhance his visual range, Tang began to explore underground inch by inch, looking for things in the scene he saw.

"found it."

Tang saw an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns, took out a paper man, and then shook it.

The paper figure came to life and took on his appearance, but from the side it looked a little shriveled and deformed, not like a living person.

And this living paper man replaced Tang and reached out to the silver mirror in the Euclidean space.

As the spiritual power and the paper people alternated with each other, the hands of some of the paper people showed a dimensionality reduction phenomenon, penetrated the dimensional barrier, and obtained the mirror.

"you……"

On the surface of the ancient silver mirror that had been buried underground for who knows how long, mercury-colored words seemed to be constantly dancing.

But before Arrodes could react, it was immediately stuffed into the system warehouse by Tang along with the connection created by the contact.

That was a region that could even seal the Uniqueness. Even if the Magic Mirror Arrodes was directly derived from the Source Essence, it did not have the strength to compete with the Uniqueness.

"Take good care of him." After completing this step, Tang shook his hands and instructed the system.

The system's specialty is to quickly calm down a sealed object with the 'alive' property.

The paper man completed its mission and instantly tore itself into pieces, turning into scraps of paper all over the ground. The scraps were then blown away by the breeze that came from nowhere and turned into dust.

"Okay."

The system's cyber brain was spinning wildly, and it began to smile cyber-smile at the bewildered, helpless, and confused magic mirror Arrodes who appeared in the system space.

Tang took out a crystal-carved monocle from the system space, sat in the Euclid space, and checked the surroundings of the area.

"The Magic Mirror Arrodes originated from the Chaos Sea. It's suspected to be God's backup plan for the resurrection of the Celestial Lord. It possesses some of the power of the Five Paths of Omniscience and Omnipotence. It was later seized by the Artisan Church and ultimately fell into Klein's hands."

On one side is a magic mirror that can see everything from domination, support, and licking to the end, and it is something that is directly related to the source of the Chaos Sea.

As for who passed on the information that "Magic Mirror Arrodes is here" to him, Tang now had an idea.

Rubbing his head, Tang looked around and saw that some stones under the area where Arrodes was had undergone strange changes.

The stones had become incredibly, um, indescribably strange. They weren't naturally formed, but rather resembled stacked human hands and feet, a sight that was quite demeaning. "Did the Chaos Sea erupt in this area, forming the Magic Mirror Arrodes?"

Tang poked the strange stones with the Sun Scepter and determined through observation in Euclidean space that the stones no longer had the polluting power of the Chaos Sea. This was probably because the power had gradually weakened over time.

Seeing that he had obtained what he wanted, Tang looked around again, thought for a while, showed the ring on his left little finger, and made a wish to the theater.

He made a wish for some of the marionettes to appear here.

The theater responded to his wish, and then, some marionettes equipped with 'bionic marionette' modules appeared here.

These marionettes have clear divisions of labor, and almost all of them have Intis faces.

There are many puppets with characteristics of other countries in the Northern Continent in the Never-Ending Theater. These are either collected by the Blood Cult, or are people who accidentally entered the theater before the Never-Ending Theater was sealed and were transformed into puppets.

Now, they have returned to their homeland.

After all, come here.

These marionettes will remain in Intis and become one of the people here again.

The puppets equipped with the 'bionic puppet' module look like Intis people, behave like Intis people, can eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and can perfectly do what everyone else can do. So they are Intis people, they are human beings.

"After another upgrade, the horror of the 'Bionic Marionette' module will gradually reveal itself as time goes by and the number of marionettes increases."

Compared to the audience, these secret puppets who climbed up step by step from the bottom, carefully considered everything, had no connection on the surface, but were inextricably linked in secret, may one day in the future be able to devour an entire country, turning the entire country into a puppet in his hands and being controlled by him.

Ah, the future is promising. The future is promising.

He exhaled, and the Traveler Marionette beside him took Tang back to Tingen.

The Never-Ending Theater, Miskatonic University, Crimson Campus.

In the dilapidated student dormitory, Tang took out the magic mirror from the system space.

The magic mirror emerged from the system space and trembled almost inaudibly in Tang's hands. If it weren't for the improvement brought by the clown, he would have almost ignored the fact that Arrodes looked fine, but was already in a 'trembling' state.

Tang: “……?”

Tsk.

"Tongzi, what did you do?"

“Ah, there’s nothing here~”

It just holds the Book of the Dead and puts this mirror in it as a bookmark.
Tang's mouth twitched and he sighed silently.

What a devil, worthy of being an artificial idiot created by the wilderness of knowledge.

Tang adjusted his monocle and looked at the magic mirror.

Freed from the constraints of the system space, white words popped out one by one on the surface of the magic mirror.

"The respected, powerful, supreme..."

Don adjusted his monocle again, and the monocle reflected the figure of Amon, who was also looking at the object with great interest.

The jumping words suddenly froze, as if they suddenly realized that the one holding them was some extremely terrifying thing.

"You seem to know me."

Facing Amon's fate, Tang smiled and said, "Why are you silent, Arrodes?"

The words on the surface of the silver mirror slowly erased the words that had just been jumping, and then it became quiet.

Ah, the dead silence, like lost youth...

Tang knocked on the silver mirror in front of him and asked, "Why do you address me as the respected, powerful, supreme, um, master?"

When he said the last word, Tang had the same smile as Amon on his face, and Rhodes, the magic mirror, shuddered again.

"Am I not? Ah, that's a pity."

Having said that, Tang seemed to remember something, grabbed the air, and then took out a black hardcover book.

Tang did not read the contents of the black hardcover book, but flipped through it casually, letting fate choose a page for him and stop.

Then, Tang planned to stuff this thing in as well to see which one was more durable, the Knowledge Wilderness or the Chaos Sea.

"By the way, Tongzi, take out some of that crazy knowledge you've hidden away, and also..."

Tang looked at the things in the Euclidean space that were contaminated by the Euclidean space, and wondered whether he should sacrifice these things to the higher-dimensional space to see what kind of structure they were.

Well, come one by one, and if you don’t surrender, just throw you into the cesspool.

The system suddenly sighed silently, host, you are not bad either.

each other.

The magic mirror trembled again when it saw the black hardcover book, as if it had sensed the intention of its owner. When Tang picked it up and was about to put it into the "Book of the Dead" to open that page, the words on the surface of the silver mirror erupted one after another.

Those were words in the ancient Feysac language that Tang could understand.

On the silver mirror it was written:

"You can ask me a few questions. In exchange, I hope you can let me go back to the place where you buried me before."

"Put you back where you were buried? Why?"

"Is this... the first question?" The words on the mirror surface also trembled, as if they had a natural fear of Tang wearing a monocle.

Ah, this thing must have been buried underground for a long time, but why does Tang feel that it is very afraid of Amon?
"I once had the feeling that I was being spied on. I guess it was this magic mirror that saw me through some special means."

Amon said casually.

"What were you doing?"

"Playing a game of house with a group of, uh, students, colleagues, friends, relatives, and lovers." Amon said this and added casually, "Oh, by the way, all of them are me."

Tang: "…"

Well, it's no wonder that Arrodes was frightened into silence when he saw the monocle.

(End of this chapter)