After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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Memories surged within the room, swirling towards his throat like a vortex.

Mmm! Delicious!

Spah shut his mouth and licked his tongue.

He shifted his gaze to the depths of the orphanage and saw a strange, dark blue stone door.

At first glance, this door is just an ordinary blue stone.

However, when Spa approached it, he saw metallic patterns, like reptiles, covering the door.

There was no such door in the orphanage.

It only revealed its traces after the memory dissipated.

If there are any secrets left... they're probably hidden behind the door.

Spah nodded and pushed against the stone door.

Blah blah blah!

The pebbles fell, but the door remained firmly in place.

"..."

Spall pondered for a moment, his fingertips gently tracing the metallic texture, and the sound of electronic devices filled his ears.

Does it require a password to log in? That's a bit inconvenient.

Spall shrugged, brandished his black sword, and slashed horizontally. The door ripped in two with a hiss.

"Aww"

Spa yawned, swaggered through the door, and then his eyes darted around.

But he saw nothing but billowing gray smoke rising and obscuring his vision.

"You've finally arrived!"

A familiar voice came from within the thick fog.

Spah clenched his fist.

As the smoke cleared, a long corridor was revealed inside the house.

Spa took a deep breath, hummed a rock tune to bolster his courage, and continued forward along the long road.

The air was filled with memories, growing ever stronger.

Spa didn't rush to erase the memory, but instead walked towards the area where the memory was most concentrated. Not long after, he saw the familiar white suit.

"Waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump, what a fun game."

The crying fool raised his black glove, rubbed it against his white suit, and flicked off the gray dust.

Spallio lowered his body, pulled out his charging gun, gathered his strength in his legs, and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with his right hand.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't hit you!"

Wow!

The Fool vanished.

Spah felt a slight tremor in his heart. When he came to his senses, he saw the Fool reappear and rush in front of him.

The Fool raised his hand and stabbed Spah in the eye.

"insidious!"

Spa took a step back, but the hand chop followed closely.

Spah raised an energy shield.

Bang!

The hand strike hit the energy shield, creating ripples.

Such powerful output!

It can even make my shield ripple.

Spah bit his lip, stomped his foot on the ground, and his body transformed into a gust of green wind, flashing behind the Fool.

"Don't move! You heartless scum!"

Spall pulled out his charging gun and pressed it against the Fool's head.

His eyes were icy, radiating a chilling light.

"Oh my god! Terrifying! Your reaction speed and defensive capabilities are like those of a monster!"

The crying fool raises his arms.

"Tell me, where is your true form! Memoir of the Memory Realm!"

Spare pushed the gun, striking the Fool's skull.

"Why should I tell you? Even if you shoot, you'll only kill a mass of memory."

"The crying fool said."

He swayed his hips, his waist twisting like a maggot.

“Memory Realm Memes are beings with independent consciousness. Especially individuals like you, who possess human intelligence.”

Spa took a half step back, pulled the trigger, and golden orbs of light shot towards the muzzle.

The heat radiated out, scorching the fool's hair.

"No one is afraid of death!"

Spah said.

“Haha! Hahahahahaha!”

The fool laughed heartily, swaying his body back and forth.

"Don't move!"

Spah raised an eyebrow.

But the crying fool ignored it, twisting his waist and even clapping his hands.

Spa pulled the trigger.

With a "whoosh," the golden light flew toward the Fool's head.

A beam of light pierced through his skull.

Missed?

Spah frowned and saw black butterflies floating out from where the Fool had been standing.

The fool, however, slipped away to a distance, sat on a half-collapsed desk, and crossed his legs.

"That was close! That was close! I thought I was going to die!"

The crying fool stretched out his palm, lightly flicked his shirt, and with a clatter, dust particles fell off.

"Sigh! Even if you don't die, it's still a painful thing to accidentally lose your elegance."

The fool changed his tone, making a soft, feminine sound.

When Spah heard the voice, he felt as if a snake spirit was breathing directly into his ear.

Spall did not hesitate and pulled the trigger.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you want to know what my true purpose is?"

The Crying Fool teleported behind Spah, his lips pressed against his ear, and whispered:

"You really put on a good show in the face of planetary destruction."

Spah felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around, but instead of seeing the Fool, he saw black butterflies fluttering around in front of him.

"Enjoy the opera before destruction, and watch the various reactions of people facing annihilation. Whether they rise up in resistance or kneel and beg for mercy, it's all the most delicious and interesting thing!"

The Fool appeared on the ceiling, arms outstretched.

"So, at Bielpoint, you also admired the faces of those employees before they died?"

Spah raised an eyebrow and turned the gun.

"That's right! I cut their arteries and watched them bleed. Their expressions were absolutely amazing!"

boom!

Golden light shot out and pierced through the fool's body.

Blood gushed from the Fool's body, turning into blue fluorescence that flew in all directions.

"【Hunting】, 【Protecting】, 【Harmony】..."

Even with a gaping hole in his chest, the fool still chants:

"The way these self-righteous individuals resist the devastation of life will be a show that we never tire of watching."

boom!

Another shot struck the fool in the heart.

"Haha! Hahahaha!"

The crying fool, like a robot, slowly raised his hand, ruffled his hair, and let out a cold laugh.

"My true form is preparing for an operation that, if successful, will be a momentous event that will change the course of the universe!"

The Fool paused, then clicked his head, turning it to stare directly at Spall.

"Even if you send out your envoys, they can't stop me! If you don't believe me, you can try! At least trillions of people will die!"

As for what I'm going to do? I won't tell you easily!

"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

Snapped!

Spall pulled the trigger and smashed the Fool's head.

(End of this volume)

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P.S.: There's more to come, don't delete the book!

Chapter 111 Should we go back to Biel Point?

Wow! Wow!

Rainbow-colored fireworks rose into the sky.

Sunlight streamed down, and people thronged the upper plaza, their feet pattering on the gray stone slabs.

"Clara! Brother Spa! Brother Danheng! Hurry up!"

Hook ran ahead like a puppy, his golden hair swinging back and forth, glistening with sweat.

"Wait! Wait..."

Clara, panting and with her cheeks slightly flushed, chased after Hook, but couldn't catch up.

Snapped!

The girl slipped and fell onto the road.

"Be careful……"

Spah reached out and grabbed Clara.

He yawned, watched Hook run ahead, shook his head, and slowly followed.

The cheers filled his ears, but he couldn't muster any enthusiasm.

The Fool said... the death of trillions of people

That wasn't just the destruction of one planet; it was a cosmic-scale event.

The level of danger is probably no less than a global locust plague or an imperial war... Something must be done!