"The consciousness of K423 fell into slumber due to the Herrscher's awakening, but she has not disappeared."
"Then, if the reverse happens—if K423's consciousness defeats Sirin's consciousness—what will occur?"
"—The answer is: a 'human' possessing the power of a Herrscher will be born."
"This has already been proven by the Third Herrscher and the Fourth Herrscher."
"Even if the Herrscher's consciousness is suppressed, the Herrscher's power will not vanish."
"…Manipulating a human is far simpler than manipulating a Herrscher."
"Of course, having K423's consciousness emerge victorious is by no means easy. But it is not entirely impossible."
Hearing this, Fu Hua felt a chill run through her entire body and guessed: "Could it be…"
Otto said: "I think you've already figured it out. Yes—that is 'emotion.' Emotion will create a miracle."
"…You…!!" Fu Hua was infuriated by this truth.
Otto continued: "I have always believed that the deep bonds between people will transform into the purest and most powerful force. In the two years since K423 enrolled at St. Freya…"
"Their hearts have already formed unbreakable 'ties.' These happy, warm memories will become K423's strength, tearing apart the heart of a Herrscher who knows nothing of love."
Fu Hua roared in anger: "They… will be killed!!"
Otto nodded: "I understand. The disparity in combat strength is clear. But I cannot offer them assistance—there must be no external interference in this sacred battle."
"It is precisely in such desperation that humanity shines with its most brilliant light."
"According to my calculations…"
"—When a sacrifice appears, K423 will reclaim this body. I believe in Theresa. I believe in her students."
"Using love to kill a Herrscher…"
"—This is a great feat that only they can accomplish!"
Insane!!
This man is completely insane!!
No—from the very beginning, he has been a thorough madman!!
His deranged plan
made every viewer feel a chill. This was simply not a plan a normal person could devise.
So Otto Apocalypse… is this kind of madman?
The audience couldn't help but recall how, when Hessian first announced he would play Otto Apocalypse, they had felt anticipation and flattery—now all of it boomeranged back, stabbing deeply into their hearts.
Ultimately turning into rage.
Turning into roars!
"That damn Otto, that damn Hessian—it's all your plan, isn't it?"
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!! You're a lunatic, and Hessian, you're a damn lunatic too!!"
"What kind of twisted mind could come up with this plan? What kind of twisted heart made me look forward to the character of Otto?"
"Insane! This damn director is absolutely a psycho—he planned from the start to watch us rage and take pleasure in it."
"Heh heh heh… one death? At least one death? Why can't the one who dies be you, Otto? Why can't it be the director?"
"I can't take it anymore. I really can't handle this perverted plan. I'm going to kill the director."
"Very good! Very good—you've successfully toyed with me. But can you escape, director!!"
"…"
Endless anger vented across the internet.
This was the day all viewers were the most furious—not just at the character on screen, but even more at the director, Hessian!
Yet the tightly paced plot gave them little time to vent.
Fu Hua on the screen felt the same as everyone else.
"Heh…"
"Hahahahaha…"
She laughed loudly—a laugh born of extreme anger…
Otto frowned and said: "My friend, your actions have already exceeded my control. That is why I chose to tell you everything. Even so, do you still intend to oppose me?"
"—Do you still want to stop me?"
The laughter stopped.
Then, using nearly all her remaining strength, she answered: "Friend? There is not a trace of conscience in your words… only bottomless selfishness and lies… trampling on others' emotions, toying with others' fates… you have never once… considered yourself a villain…"
"Otto Apocalypse…"
"You make me feel, from the bottom of my heart… pity… and loathing…"
Boom~~~
Thunder flashed across the sky, darkness shrouded the heavens.
And at the same time, it shrouded Otto Apocalypse's face.
Golden light gathered in his right hand, gradually taking the form of a firearm.
Mimicry · Heavenly Fire Judgment.
He slowly aimed the barrel at the person lying on the ground.
It was a long process.
Long enough that five hundred years of memories flickered before his eyes like illusions, dissipating one by one into nothingness.
It was an extremely short process.
Short enough that when he came to his senses, he had already made his choice.
"…Jingwei… I did not lie…"
Bang—!
He pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through Fu Hua's skull.
She collapsed powerlessly.
This shot pierced not only Fu Hua's head, but also the last shred of sanity and hope the audience had left.
Hessian, who was playing games, suddenly felt an icy chill all over his body, as if countless waves of resentment and killing intent had enveloped him in an instant.
He hurriedly looked beside him—the actors in the company were all flushed with anger, glaring at him.
They looked ready to devour him alive.
He quickly said: "Calm down! Everyone calm down! It's not over yet—there might still be a twist!"
Some who didn't know the later plot were indeed fooled.
But Himeko still gazed at him faintly: "Director He, you really aren't afraid of dying, huh."
Meanwhile, inside the Golden Court,
Eden was also stunned by this plot. She, who had always remained calm and seen all the ways of the world, was now somewhat angry.
"Elysia… maybe… you should divorce him."
Elysia naturally knew she was angry because of the plot and comforted her: "Don't get mad yet. I think there might be a reversal later. Look—the Star of Eden came out, so the Star of Elysia will definitely appear too. I'll definitely save everything."
Phew~
Eden took a deep breath.
She said: "That was rash of me. It's just that your husband's plot is far too insane. Is he really not afraid of dying? I feel like a lot of people want to kill him right now."
Uh…
Even Elysia wasn't sure this time: "It… probably won't come to that."
At the same moment,
Kalpas had already taken a knife out from the kitchen.
He sat in the living room, watching TV while sharpening the knife.