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Chapter 1165

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The world was silent, and only the whistling of the wind in the distance could be heard.

The destruction and loud noises were isolated by the projection, as if a small greenhouse had been created in a world full of turbulence, fire, thunder, and storms.

Just as the projection announced his identity.

But in such a solemn atmosphere, Huai Shi's shoulders couldn't help but tremble.

He turned his head away.

Pfft.

Awkwardness was as sudden as farts. At this moment, even Aleister or The Fool frowned slightly and fell into confusion. They couldn't understand Huai Shi's reaction.

"I'm sorry, I just found out that I'm connected to the story of the Reality in a strange place, so I couldn't help it."

Huai Shi waved his hand. "It's a pity that Woodman died early. Otherwise, the gray fog of original sin would suit you … Well, it's okay, you can continue. Can we fast-forward to the part where you give me a codename and we all have a meeting?"

"If you have such an idea, we naturally won't refuse."

The Fool ignored the mockery in Huai Shi's words and said patiently, "In the current Aleister's Gold Sequence, Death, The Hanged Man, and Judgment are all very suitable for you. If you are willing to come, we are willing to give up our positions. If it's you, you can even fill the important vacancy of the Wheel of Fortune, right?"

"It sounds like you all have small departments in Golden Dawn?"

Huai Shi heard this and couldn't help but shake his head. "What is this? An inner circle within the inner circle? With this level of Russian dolls, will there be an extra hairtail at the end of the year?

Since you are so generous, why don't you give up the seat under your butt and let me sit on it? "

Until now, he finally faintly noticed the strange nature of Aleister himself.

Ignoring the internal structure built according to the sequence of the tarot cards, it could be understood just by looking at the Tower that controlled the ladder and the World that interfered with the secret instrument.

It was definitely the result of carefully selected and cultivated from countless hellish tools.

And the existence of Aleister and the others was a tool box prepared for Golden Dawn to destroy the Reality!

And even if Golden Dawn was ignored, among all the information about the tarot cards, the most special and important thing was probably the existence of The Fool.

The serial number is 0.

The beginning in the tarot cards, the revelation and foundation of all phenomena and changes.

Whether it was the other cards or all the changes, they were all based on the existence of The Fool himself.

Until now, The Fool's card had not appeared on the chessboard.

It wasn't that the other party didn't enter the arena.

Instead, even the rules of the gambling house were unable to interpret and record the existence of the other party. It was like an independent record that could not be compiled again. It would not accept any changes, yet it had silently seeped into the rules.

He came to Huai Shi.

What was he trying to do?

What the hell was he?

Huai Shi was on guard, feeling uneasy.

"My position?"

The Fool sighed and said, "You can choose any of the other titles other than 'Lover', but 'The Fool' is not one of them.

This was not because of stinginess or fear, but purely because of the difference in nature.

I am an entity formed from the characteristics of all the members of the Sequence, and I constitute the deepest essence of Aleister's collective. How can I be comprehensive if I only talk about the individual? "

Huai Shi was silent.

Only his expression gradually turned cold.

The other party did not hide his existence at all and openly revealed all his secrets in front of Huai Shi.

The so-called [The Fool] was made up of all Aleister's Sequences, including all the Golden Dawn's inner and outer formations, as well as the subconscious and incident records of countless members of the derivative organizations.

It could be said that he was the foundation formed by the fusion of countless Aleister's consciousness.

If Aleister was the hand and foot that the Golden Dawn carefully created, he was the soul that the Golden Dawn created for him.

Now, the Golden Dawn was right in front of him.

First meeting …

In this short period of silence, Huai Shi stared coldly at the existence in front of him.

An earth-shattering explosion and fire rose in the distance. The ground shook like a carpet, causing new wrinkles and cracks.

But here, everything was calm and peaceful.

It was like a small haven, independent of the storm and the tide.

The flickering light illuminated the eyes of both of them.

It was as if death was the candle that lit the meeting between the two of them.

"Should I feel flattered that The Fool has graced me with his presence?"

Huai Shi looked at his neck carefully and seriously, "Or do you want me to bow to your throne?"

"What you want to give me is not a bow, Huai Shi, but a sword. Just like how you won't be happy with my arrival, you just want to kill me.

Let me guess, hmm, decapitation? "

The Fool paced around casually. His bare feet stepped on the charred ground, but there was not a speck of dust on it. This was because the distance between him and this world was not just a small gap, but a long distance from here to the bottom of the abyss.

"I don't like lies. Lies don't have a summary. Compared to that, I prefer to be open and honest."

He said, "Only sincerity can be the prerequisite for communication. Communication leads to understanding. Only understanding leads to recognition. Only recognition can allow us to gather together from the bottom of our hearts and work together."

"I want to talk to you."

The Fool, no, Golden Dawn said so.

"And then? Betrayal, fall, tears of blood, and death. "

Huai Shi sneered, "Doesn't this process sound familiar to you? It's like, when did it happen? "

"What has happened is bound to happen again."

The Fool shook his head and looked at the world in the distance, "Those are things that have happened countless times. If one day, it happens to Golden Dawn, I won't be an exception.

There were many things that were destined from the very beginning.

Just like what you see in front of me — "

As he spoke, he waved his hand and dispersed the formless bubbles. The deafening roar once again exploded in their ears.

Amidst the mourning of the earth and the howling of the hurricane, the solemn silhouette of the Skeleton Monarch and the Giant of the World could be seen in the rolling thunder clouds in the distance.

That was the crowned one of America, the world's giant, Tlaltekutelli. The embodiment of the boundless earth manifested its own great power at this moment, suppressing the flowing river of blood with its own power and colliding with the ruler.

The earth collapsed under the trampling.

Soon, thick and dirty liquid seeped out from the cracks. The Eye of Obscurity had been implanted into the Nine Springs in the deepest part of the earth. The corruption and distortion of the pollution source continued to spread, climbing up the ankles of the Giant of the World. It continued to corrode and penetrate, peeling off a huge amount of earth and stone, miraculously dying.

But new destruction descended from the dome. Endless natural disasters were created under the mobilization of the storm totem, shrouding the entire region. The silhouette of Osiris rose from the storm. Everywhere it passed, everything was dyed red with blood.

The corona held up by Fusang was constantly shaking, gradually dimming and shrinking inwards.

The majestic halo of the Solar Almanac clashed in the darkness, crushing the path of bones of the fallen nation. But more distortion continued to spread under the power of the Withered King's Decree.

Between the dim stars, fissures were slowly extending inwards.

The war was still going on.

It would not stop because of Huai Shi's victory, nor would it slow down because of the arrival of Dawn. Instead, it welcomed the full counterattack of the Abyss!

"How spectacular."

The Fool sighed, "The sky is broken, the earth is collapsing, the ashes of bones and the smell of blood are floating in the wind. Do you see, the world has become like hell?

Everything will be destroyed one day, no matter how noble the ideal or how big the world is. "

"Isn't this what you created?"

Huai Shi sneered, "You started the war with your own hands and destroyed everything with your own hands. Why are you crying in silence?"

"No, you shouldn't say that, right?"

The Fool turned back and looked at him, helplessly spreading his hands, "Perhaps, we have a part to play in this, but the Golden Dawn is far from qualified to be the root of all evil.

Besides, isn't war created by both sides? "

He said, "Two equal sides, fighting and killing each other, using all means to destroy the enemy and protect themselves. Only then is it called war.

Otherwise, it is only slaughter and destruction. "

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to laugh at the profound words and the countless riddles hidden within.

No, it should be said that he almost vomited his dinner from last night.

Playing this game in front of me?

I have stopped being cold 800 years ago!

Next time, please change to a beautiful big sister's skin, okay? At least I will give you some face and waver a little.

"Could it be that I have misunderstood?"

Huai Shi asked, "The Golden Dawn went through so much trouble, stirring up trouble in hell, and in the end, created a poet to describe all of this to me in beautiful words, so that in the future, it will be recorded in the annals of history?"

"Well, that's good, but that's not important."

The Fool shook his head casually, not caring about Huai Shi's mockery, "But, have you really not wondered? Huai poetry — why is it that both sides are 'equal'? "

Above the countless dust clouds, The Fool suddenly turned back and asked, "Why can the Realm of Reality fight against so many hells in just a few thousand years of history?"

"How is it that after so many Wars of the Worlds, the Solitary Realm can survive until now?"

He asked, "Relying on the so-called sacrifice? But is sacrifice omnipotent? When a chip is burned, only the ashes of another chip will be left. "

"— — But why can you fight against the Abyss?"

Huai Shi coldly looked at him.

He was unmoved.

"That's right, why?"

He nodded without any fluctuation in his emotions, "That makes sense, why have I never thought of such a question before? Can you please tell me?

It can't be that you were born in the Realm of Reality and entered the Abyss just to be a double agent and a traitor, right?

Who would have thought that for such a long time, it was actually you who had been silently dragging Hell back and protecting us. It was really lamentable. As expected of the Golden Dawn, it was admirable.

Do you want me to give you a medal on behalf of the Realm of Performance and make two banners? "

He paused for a moment, the fake smile on his face disappeared, and he was expressionless again, "Or, should we quickly skip the boring part of the argument and start the fight to the death?"

The sound of the seven tides echoed.

The blade pierced the ground between the two of them.

Cut through those hypocritical attitudes and words that were not worth mentioning.

Cold killing intent rose from the blade, but The Fool was still unmoved.

Instead, he showed a look of realization and surprise.

"Is this the Art of Forging? It's a perfect match for the nature of your soul. "

The Fool sincerely praised, "It seems that you have indeed obtained the complete inheritance of the Sunmaker. In time, the results of the Sunmaker will definitely be revived in your hands."

Just like that, he stretched out his hand to touch the blade of the sword, ignoring the sharp tide formed from the boundless water vapor on the blade.

His palm was instantly crushed into pieces.

It was cut off at the wrist.

But he didn't regret it.

"Apart from that, you must have obtained more, right? The representative skills of the thirteen Kings of Forging, the blueprint and framework of the Gear Emperor, and even … the Machine of Immortality? "

He looked at Huai Shi's right hand where the Forging Furnace used to be, but there was no greed in his expression, only calmness, "Why didn't the Astronomy Society obtain the greatest treasure, Huai Shi?

Such an amazing creation, why is it just shelved? "

"Dozens of eras ago, when Qing Jing died, the Village of Dusk exhausted all its potential. All the Kings of Forging used all their methods, and finally, with the help of the workshop masters, they were able to complete the Machine of Immortality …"

But now, their achievements have been easily surpassed by you all and left behind.

In an ancient era, an entire world had nurtured the largest and most advanced civilization over hundreds of thousands of years. The treasures they obtained after sacrificing everything, to the Astronomy Society, were only techniques that could be used as a reference.

Moreover, this was only one example. There were countless similar examples — the Vast Habitat's Art of Reproduction, Luo Jing's White Map, Hui Hai's Art of Planting, and the great idea of Nirvana City … those things, to the Astronomy Society, were just collections to show off their heritage.

Countless dead people spent their life's efforts, but the final crystallization was abandoned by you like a pair of worn-out shoes.

Why?

There is only one reason, and that is because 'we' are the Astronomy Society!

Ha, how arrogant, how great, and how … pitiful! "

The Fool grinned and suddenly laughed.

A look of mockery and disdain that only belonged to humans appeared on that lofty face.

"Why, Huai Shi! Can you please tell me — Why did the Modern Realm, in just tens of thousands of years, and the Astronomy Society, in less than a few hundred years, surpass the achievements at the end of all eras?

Why was the Modern Realm able to fight against the ruler of Hell, who had lasted from countless disasters to this day?

Could it be that compared to the worlds of the past countless eras, you are the only special lucky ones? But when has this world ever been so generous — "

"Miracles are conserved, Huai Shi, everything has a price."

Now, The Fool hovered above the shattered land and asked the successor of the utopia again.

"— Where did this prosperity that you are so proud of come from?"

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