Magnetic Head / Blood Rain

A lost self is like a leaf on a turbulent sea, insignificant in the vast ocean.

Even a consciousness that could not be broken by thousands of deaths was now on the verge of collapse. Even in just a few minutes, cracks appeared all over the structure called consciousness.

Questioning "me", unable to find "me", what is "me"...

Who will...?

Tell...

I...

"Lin, you are our hope."

"..."

Just before the rainbow light in his eyes scattered into particles and fled, it reformed into a divine sphere. The silver-haired man's heavy breathing was as if he were squeezing out stagnant poison from a bite wound. A breathtaking "clarity" flowed in his Prismatic Eyes.

Otto narrowed his eyes, his emerald green pupils fixed on the man who was recovering from extreme pain. He could feel the changes in Lin, the feedback that was like boiling water and cold water mixing to become lukewarm, spreading outwards like the ultrasonic waves emitted by a bat.

There are too many things about Lin that Otto doesn't understand. From initially not taking it seriously, Otto has now decided to do something that he has been doing for the past five hundred years.

If it's beyond our control, then destroy it.

Lin, now calm, stared at Otto, who was gradually transforming the golden substance in his hand into the shape of a cross.

Otto saw in his eyes an inhuman indifference.

Lin Cong his eyes a haughty arrogance that mocked humanity.

The cold sculpture spoke, "Otto Apocalypse, do you understand what you did with 'that'?"

The man, seemingly straight out of the Renaissance, curled his lips into a playful smile. A resolute and indifferent aura enveloped his green eyes, yet his facial expression was completely natural, the result of countless rehearsals that had become his instinctive "acting style."

Sometimes people don't need to wear a mask themselves; others will put a subjective mask on them, not "what kind of person I want to be" but... "what kind of person they think I want to be."

But Otto neither became a certain kind of person nor was he treated as a certain kind of person.

He was right there, never hiding himself.

He simply made others mistakenly believe that his indifference, ruthlessness, and celibacy were all outward manifestations of his resistance to the Honkai.

People are only willing to believe what they believe, even if the error is deeply ingrained.

"Of course, Mr. Lin, so you came here for the Aether Anchor."

"Bang!"

A pure gold cross stood behind the blond man, the most dazzling focal point in the dark night.

The cross that judged the devil is now before the devil's companions.

The Lord will bring down His merciful divine punishment.

Unfortunately, Otto never believed in God.

If God is merciful and all-powerful, He would not have allowed the saint to suffer, nor would He have allowed the devil to roam the world for five hundred years.

Therefore, Otto is God, he is his own God, the creator of life, the ruthless, omniscient and omnipotent God...

Now, the main judgment will be given to the devils who have fallen into hell.

Mimicking the Oath of Judas, golden chains shot out and attacked the outsider!

Chapter Sixty-One Magnetic Head

Hundreds and thousands of insects were gnawing at the folds of the cerebral cortex, causing body temperature and consciousness to rapidly decline.

"Your body can't take it anymore..."

"The side effects of the Hypervariable Surgery on your body..."

"Team Member Lin, haven't you thought about yourself at all...?"

The incoherent words flowed incessantly in his ears, and Lin's facial muscles began to twitch uncontrollably. He braced himself with his hands on the ground, leaned back to dodge the chain whips from the cross, and then kicked Otto in the chest with both feet.

"Bang!"

The two figures briefly crossed paths and separated under the moonlight. Lin cracked his knuckles as he moved his right hand in mid-air, clenching his fist. An orange-yellow vortex of energy swirled around his fist as he aimed at Otto, who was also unable to dodge in mid-air.

Otto's right hand also gathered the golden substance, and a gilded pistol was pointed at Lin's forehead.

"Inch Power - Thunderclap".

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The two attacks collided in mid-air, illuminating half of the night sky!

Divine miracles will not befall humankind, but human malice can come to this land at any time.

Two blood-soaked figures crashed into the building. Before they even hit the ground, Lin grabbed the broken wall to stop himself. Ignoring the screams of pain from the muscles and bones in his arms, he took a deep breath and exhaled breaths that were so hot they felt like they were burning his heart and lungs.

"Splash!"

In the brief moment he took a breath, two golden chains shot out from the soles of his feet and precisely wrapped around his arms!

"A wonderful performance, Mr. Lin. Even among the Schicksal Valkyrie, few can control Honkai Energy so perfectly."

With one hand gripping the edge of the floor, he leaped up. His disheveled and dirty appearance had lost his initial elegant aristocratic air, but his composed expression remained unchanged. He smiled as he looked at Lin, who was bound by chains.

"Moreover, your moves look very familiar to me. It's just a pity that you can't break free from the chains Oath of Judas seal Honkai Energy by the Divine Key wielder with your bare hands, you really surprise me, Mr. Lin."

"But..."

Through his narrowed eyes, his chilling green eyes were like jade covered in frost.

"What children need are toys that can be 'disassembled' at any time, not Toy Story toys with 'self-awareness'. So, Mr. Lin, please step off the stage."

With that, a golden spear emerged from the extension of the chain and landed in Otto's hand.

Otto would not give Lin any chance to struggle; he never missed an opportunity, and similarly... he would not give his enemies any chance.

But Lin was waiting for this moment.

"Crash—Squeak—Bang!"

Just as the spear was about to pierce Lin's heart, the chains binding his arms suddenly collapsed, and the mimicry of the Divine Key that was supposed to perfectly seal the Honkai Energy crumbled like tofu!

Prismatic Eyes widened suddenly. Lin grabbed the spear that was thrusting towards his chest with both hands, and then stomped his foot on the ground!

"Call..."

Silence, for half a second.

"Click".

Cracks began to appear beneath his feet, and in an instant, they enveloped the ground beneath Otto's body.

After the initial stages of mastering Honkai Energy, considerable imagination and adaptability are required to diversify its application.

Lin's talent wasn't high; he could sense that his compatibility with Honkai Energy was quite low. But even though the amount he could use was small, the quality was something Rita would praise.

"Bass!"

The azure blade cleaved through the ground and the air, so sharp that even light could not linger on it. Otto's astonished expression was illuminated by the light of the erupting Honkai Energy.

"Pfft!"

Two Honkai Energy swords precisely ripped open the blond man's legs from the left and right sides, and his two thighs flew out like spun rice cakes, splattering blood, the moment they were severed!

"Bass!"

This was far from the end. Lin Pi snatched the spear from Otto's hand, who was already unable to support himself, and leaped up. Under the silvery light of the full moon, he drew a sharp line and thrust the spear into Otto's only remaining right palm. The terrifying force caused the ground beneath their feet to collapse under their unbearable weight, and this floor shattered once again!

A sharp-edged pebble cut his face, and blood splattered into his left eye, blurring everything in front of him into a completely different scene.

The flames leaped and danced.

Like birth, like death.

"This is... the Last Lesson..."

"——————"

"..."

"..."

"..."

When Lin came to her senses, the hazy, blurry image had already transformed back into Otto's somewhat desolate appearance.

Having lost both legs and his left arm, his remaining right hand was pinned to the ground like a sinner by a golden spear.

The bright moon overhead, silent and aloof, looks down upon the world.

He met the gaze of the blond man, who was so calm he seemed inhuman. The pain in his consciousness was fading, and the fragmented images were dissipating one by one, but he remembered the parts that he could not forget, until they were completely imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Two beings, neither quite human nor quite the most human, gazed silently at each other. Even though they had had ample time to observe each other, they were still reassessing their perceptions of one another.

"...Give me the Aether Anchor." Lin released the golden spear that had pierced Otto's right hand. A sense of powerlessness replaced the support of his body. He knelt on the ground, and bright red blood beads flowed from his pores, instantly turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

Upon hearing his words, Otto, who was completely powerless to resist, smiled slightly and shook his head, "Mr. Lin, you have indeed exceeded my expectations, but..."

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the Aether Anchor."

His concise words and his lightning-fast, Prismatic Eyes were like a cold blade frosting against the muscles of his neck, the sensation of it slowly cutting through blood vessels and skin making one tremble uncontrollably.

"Cough cough..."

Otto's face was deathly pale, as if he had been dead for a long time. He dragged the "corpse" and chuckled. There was no arrogance in his smile before death, but a genuine respect.

He respected Lin as he would a predecessor whose name is written in history.

"Mr. Lin... aren't you curious about... the principle behind the so-called 'Three-Day Cycle'?"

"..."

"Let's... step out of this boring shell and low-dimensional perspective... In the eyes of a traveler like you in the 'Quantum Sea,' the concept of time is nothing more than 'data' recorded on a magnetic tape."

Otto, slowly and with a cold laugh, revealed Lin's true identity.

He twisted his dying head, licked his lips, and drew blood from his teeth.

"So, what kind of read/write head is needed to rewrite 'data'?"

Lin suddenly raised his head and looked south towards Canghai City.

That's the direction the moon is in.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Blood Rain

"You are accelerating the demise of this World Bubble."

The footprints left gaps in the bloodstains in front of Otto, which were quickly filled in. He stared coldly at the blond man who was not struggling. His elegant blond hair was soaked in blood and stuck to the dirty ground and his skin.

Even if left unattended, it's estimated that this Schicksal one will bleed to death and go into shock soon.

Even without Lin consciously trying to sense it, he could tell from Lin's calm expression that Lin didn't care about death.

"Cough cough... speed up?"

The blond man, writhing his mutilated limbs, his tattered purple suit barely concealing his body, looked with a forced smile at the ruthless yet selfless man who was helping these complete strangers, "Ahem... Mr. Lin... do you think... you need to take responsibility for the demise of this world... ahem...?"

"..."

Perhaps in a final burst of energy, Otto bit his lip until it bled, forcing his uncontrollable mouth to speak clearly. He chuckled softly, "Hahaha... haha... so do you think... I need to... be responsible... for the demise of this world?"

"At least this is your world."

"Excuse me for asking... what did you gain from helping Theresa?"

"...No."

"So... you already know from Theresa and Kallen what I did to them and my purpose. What do you think... I was after?"

The answer is that he wants to resurrect the real Kallen from 500 years ago.

This should have been the standard answer, but when Lin saw Otto's calm, waiting gaze, he denied this "truth" himself.

"Cough cough... Yes... You don't need to get anything... I know very well... She's not Kallen ... So what am I doing all this for?" Otto turned to the side, pressing down on his severed wound, trying to stop the bleeding as much as possible, with little effect, but it was somewhat useful. "From my observation, this world has transformed from a normal world into the current World Bubble ... like a withered leaf from a large tree falling into the soil called the Quantum Sea, turning into insignificant nutrients."

Upon witnessing the truth, Otto remained calm. He showed neither anxiety nor disappointment. Instead, as usual, he opened a book, silently read for a while by the window, and gazed at the early spring sunshine without giving any thought.

Five hundred years of long-cherished wish has been completely thwarted by the elimination mechanism of the Imaginary Tree. This is probably a joke that makes people want to laugh.

The funniest joke in the world is simply the best illustration of an O. Henry ending.