As a symbiotic being, I raise children amidst the chaos.

At the same time, a barely perceptible look of seriousness flashed in Sirin's beautiful eyes. With a gentle wave of her arm, a ball of deep purple flame instantly rose from her palm and quickly spread throughout her body.

In the blink of an eye, Sirin was enveloped in raging purple flames, looking like a demon god from hell, exuding a terrifying pressure that made people's hearts tremble.

And so, two completely opposite, yet equally powerful forces confronted each other in this small space, their tension palpable, as if the very air itself were about to freeze.

Xilin slightly raised her chin, a contemptuous smile curving her lips. Then she raised her right hand and pointed sharply at Fu Hua.

In an instant, a beam of energy as thick as a bucket, radiating a dazzling purple light, shot out like lightning, hurtling straight toward Fu Hua with lightning speed.

Despite the ferocious attack, Fu Hua remained calm and composed. She simply uttered a low shout, "Inch Force - Heaven Opening!"

Immediately, she swung her arm sharply, and what seemed like a light, effortless palm strike produced a sharp, piercing sound as it cut through the air.

When the palm strike collided with the purple beam of light, time seemed to stand still. However, just a moment later, several crisp cracking sounds rang out.

The incredibly powerful purple beam of light was shattered like fragile glass by Fu Hua's palm strike, turning into countless tiny fragments of light that dissipated into the air.

Almost at the same moment, a dark figure appeared in front of Sirin in the blink of an eye. Such astonishing speed left Sirin no time to even blink, let alone react.

In the former's pupils, Fu Hua's clenched fist was rapidly enlarging. Faced with this sudden attack, Sirin instinctively unleashed her prized Imaginary Barrier.

However, to her utter surprise, the imaginary barrier that had been able to withstand all attacks in the past was now as fragile as paper.

With a loud "bang," Fu Hua's fist pierced through the imaginary barrier without any hindrance and slammed solidly into Sirin's stomach.

The immense impact sent Celine flying backward ten meters, crashing into a wall before landing heavily on the ground. Clutching her stomach, her face contorted in agony, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

“How…could…this be…?” Sirin stared wide-eyed at Fu Hua in front of her, her face full of disbelief.

She simply couldn't believe that her imaginary barrier had been broken so easily by her opponent. Moreover, judging from the aura emanating from Fu Hua, it seemed to be much stronger than during their last battle.

At that moment, a familiar yet repulsive feeling surged into her heart and quickly spread throughout Sirin's body. This feeling was not unfamiliar to Sirin.

Even before she became a Herrscher, when she was imprisoned in the Tower of Babel laboratory and subjected to all sorts of inhumane experiments, this deep sense of fear tormented her mind every moment.

But in the next second, the tense situation suddenly took a dramatic turn. Sirin's eyes became vacant and lifeless, and her body slumped limply to the ground.

Fu Hua stood quietly in place, staring expressionlessly at Sirin lying on the ground. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream.

"Otto, get started. Hurry up and do what you want to do. I can't control her for much longer." After Fu Hua finished speaking, she slowly took two steps to the side, giving her place to Otto.

Otto glanced at Fu Hua and chuckled softly, "Thank you, my old friend. I knew you could do it."

Before he finished speaking, he strode towards Sirin. When Otto stood in front of Sirin, he unhesitatingly extended his right hand and gently placed his palm on Sirin's head.

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The next second, when Otto opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

All around him was a pristine white landscape, devoid of any superfluous colors or decorations, a scene completely different from what he had imagined.

"Is this Sirin's memory...?" Otto frowned, pondering the situation before him. "Why is there nothing here..."

Just then, a clear, melodious laugh, tinged with a hint of mockery, came from behind him. Otto turned around and saw that Sirin had appeared behind him at some point.

At this moment, Xilin's lips curled up into a mocking smile as she looked down at him and continued speaking.

"Because this is my territory, you tiny insect? You dare to try and pry into my memories? I must say, you've got some nerve!"

“The Second…Herrscher…” The moment that voice reached his ears, a ripple appeared on Otto’s previously calm face. Then he raised his head, his eyes fixed on Sirin in front of him.

"Weren't you affected by 'Feather Crossing the Dust'?"

In response to Otto's questioning, "Cirin" scoffed disdainfully, "Feathered Dust? How could something like that possibly harm me!"

However, upon hearing this, Otto's lips curled into a subtle, almost imperceptible smile. "Old friend...come out..."

As his soft call faded, the entire space seemed to be paused, instantly falling into a deathly silence.

Time passed slowly, and after several seconds, a figure slowly emerged from beside Xilin. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Fu Hua.

"How did you find out about me?" Fu Hua frowned slightly, looking puzzled. She was quite surprised that she had been seen through so easily.

Otto smiled slightly and said slowly, "How did you discover it? There are actually many different ways to answer this question."

“But the most crucial point is that the Second Herrscher should have no idea what ‘Feather Crossing’ is.” He paused here before continuing.

"While my simulated Feathered Dust technique only possesses 70% of the original's power, it's still far beyond what a young girl can withstand. Unless..."

"Unless someone hacked into you with a real Feather Dust before you used the Mimic Feather Dust, making you believe that all the plans were proceeding smoothly according to your wishes."

Before Otto could finish speaking, 'Sirin' abruptly interrupted him. "You're quite clever, aren't you, Otto Apocalypse!"

Otto smiled faintly at 'Sirin's' praise, seemingly unconcerned. "My friend, it's simply an obvious fact."

"These are all minor matters, but what intrigues me is something else entirely: how exactly did you manage to get the Crimson Kite Immortal to lend you a hand?"

When Otto asked her question, 'Cirin' did not answer directly, but coldly replied, "Those things are no longer important. Bringing you here has already achieved my purpose."

The moment she finished speaking, her body suddenly began to tremble violently. Then, several black symbiotes quickly emerged from her body and tightly wrapped around Fu Hua's body.

The next second, under Otto's intrigued gaze, a dazzling silver-white light suddenly burst forth.

After the light faded, Fu Hua and 'Sirin', who had been standing in the same spot, disappeared, replaced by a silver-white figure exuding a chilling aura.

At the same time, an incredibly powerful and terrifying aura, like a surging wave, spread wildly outwards from the figure, filling the entire space in the blink of an eye.

“I see…” Otto clapped his hands slowly, a meaningful smile on his face, his gaze fixed on Fu Hua, who was fused with the symbiote.

She shook her head slightly, a hint of helplessness in her voice, "It seems you've planned all of this meticulously all along."

Just then, Otto suddenly swung his right hand, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the "Mimetic Heavenly Fire Judgment" quietly appeared in his hand. Otto raised his arm without hesitation, pointing the dark muzzle of the gun directly at Chen Yuan, who was standing not far away.

However, faced with Otto's sharp threat, Chen Yuan seemed oblivious, his head bowed, muttering incantations. "God is the ultimate of change. Without a sword, there is a sword; through divine power, the sword is formed, its energy naturally manifests, thus connecting with the divine essence..."

As he murmured softly, a powerful and awe-inspiring aura began to surge outward from him.

Feeling the oppressive force of this overwhelming aura, Otto's expression grew increasingly grave. He gritted his teeth, "This is really troublesome..."

Thinking of this, Otto took a deep breath, then turned the gun he was pointing at Chen Yuan back to his own head.

"There's no other way... Although doing this might cause some memory loss, as long as I can leave here alive, I still have a chance."

Otto murmured to himself, then gently closed his eyes, "I hope that when I awaken again, I will still be able to clearly remember everything that happened today..."

"Sword God of the Void!" Without giving Otto a chance to waste words, with Chen Yuan's roar, a transparent golden giant sword condensed above his head.

Just as the giant sword was about to fall, Otto's pupils constricted sharply, a strong sense of crisis surging through him. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and a loud "bang" resounded.

Chen Yuan's expression hardened, but the might of the Taixu Sword God remained undiminished, and the giant sword slashed down like lightning, piercing directly through Otto's body...

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