Without the Serpent Crown, at least there was no need to worry about Solus suddenly growing stronger in battle. That kind of ability, like a "temporary breakthrough," had always been the specialty of system users.
First, get rid of the Inheritors patriarch's cheat system, then deal with the man himself. That would be much easier.
And judging by how he currently looked like an addict in the middle of withdrawal, he was probably furious about what Deathstroke had done, right? Then Deathstroke would wait for him here and take the fight to Sagittarius or Ursa Minor. Better not destroy the Sun.
Just as expected, Solus used trembling hands to gather the fragments floating through space, doing his best to piece them back together. He even tried to weld them together with the red energy inside his body.
But with one piece missing, the Serpent Crown was just junk.
Speaking of which, Chthon had been smarter. Even if the "Darkhold" was missing a few pages, it was still a powerful Dark Magic tome. Its agents could still read and use it, achieving its brainwashing effects.
This Serpent Crown, on the other hand, looked like nothing more than a green hat. Not only was the color inauspicious, its stability was terrible too.
The old man fused the remaining pieces of the crown back together and tried putting it on his head. Then he adjusted its angle, then its height.
It was useless. No matter how he adjusted it, even trying to wear it while standing on his head, a hat with a huge hole in it was still a broken hat. There was nothing more to say.
All his efforts were in vain, and Set could not send him a new Serpent Crown anytime soon either. Su Ming had already ordered the