Then, Duan Chen suddenly felt enlightened.
Things he couldn't understand were answered at this moment.
If the man who took the Magician as his godson was his father, then mistaking him for his own father wouldn't be difficult.
He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that fathers looked very alike?
Or, in terms of temperament, could they be so alike as to be indistinguishable?
Otherwise, how could the Magician mistake him for his father?
However, whether the man the Magician called godfather was indeed his father was still debatable.
As it was now, Duan Chen truly felt that if that person wasn't his father, he must be some relative.
Otherwise, the Magician wouldn't be so stubbornly insistent that he was related.
Moreover, their appearances might also have some resemblance.
But he didn't speak. Instead, he remained vigilant and guarded. Even though he felt a hint of pity in his heart, he didn't let his guard down as he watched the Magician.
At this moment, the Magician, who had remained motionless, suddenly began to move with a creaking sound, like a puppet.
However, the difference was that the Magician's eyes flickered with a crimson glow.
He seemed not to be a person but had transformed into a robot.
At this moment, the Magician's voice was hoarse as he spoke, "I will make you regret... You will one day regret losing me, your child..."
"Why didn't you come for me? Why didn't you become my godfather as I remembered from the orphanage? Why weren't you there? Why weren't you by my side!"
"Why? Why give me a beautiful dream, only to shatter it?"
Duan Chen couldn't understand a single word the Magician said. He could only furrow his brows slightly, neither responding nor agreeing, fearing that this was some new form of curse.
Seeing that Duan Chen wouldn't even speak to him, the Magician's eyes flared with even greater sadness.
"Speak up! Why won't you speak! Am I not worthy! You have someone new by your side, so what am I? Someone new to replace my position... Am I of no use to you?"
"He told me not to tell you, not to let you uncover the truth of this world. Unfortunately, for a pathetic child like me, when my own father no longer recognizes me, what reason do I have to conceal anything?"
Duan Chen continued to frown.
The Magician's words were nothing but garbage talk to Duan Chen, passing through his ears and out.
He didn't care at all and wouldn't take any of it to heart.
If he were to take it to heart, it would be truly looking for trouble.
Now, the only thing Duan Chen could and would do was to heighten his defenses and vigilance against the Magician.
However, Duan Chen didn't expect that after the Magician finished his furious outburst, the light on his body would suddenly change drastically!
It was an astonishing light, and also a light that made one feel very uncomfortable.
This light spread directly throughout the Magician's entire body.
For a moment, Duan Chen even felt as if he wasn't seeing a person but a ghost or deity that shouldn't exist in this world.
After absorbing that burst of red light, the power emanating from the Magician's body surged.
His gaze towards Duan Chen was filled with hatred.
Duan Chen couldn't help but say, "Wait, are you sure you've got this wrong? I'm not your godfather..."
Before he could even finish his sentence, the Magician attacked, roaring madly, but his words were utterly incomprehensible.
Seeing that the Magician had fallen into this state of madness, Duan Chen could only focus on dealing with the Magician in front of him.
After all, the Magician was an Apostle. Even if he killed him, Duan Chen would feel no guilt.
The only thing that troubled him was that every Apostle had their unique life-saving methods. He wondered what the Magician's was.
Was it a substitution jutsu?
Or teleportation?
Or something else entirely, something bizarre that he hadn't considered, capable of allowing him to escape his grasp?
Their weapons clashed in mid-air, creating a fierce symphony. Duan Chen's gaze grew increasingly intense.
He could clearly feel the black chess piece within the Magician's body surging, providing him with immense power.
This indicated that the power of that Evil God was steadily growing, otherwise, there wouldn't be enough excess energy to be diverted to the black chess piece and transferred to the Magician.
Duan Chen's vigilance shot to the highest level.
In the beginning, he couldn't sense the chess pieces at all. But after absorbing the white piece, anyone who used the power of chess pieces around him could be sensed by him as their power surged.
This greatly facilitated his judgment of who had a chess piece within them and who didn't.
However, up to this point, he had only encountered the Magician, and he was perplexed.
Why could the Magician draw power from the black chess piece? Wasn't that power meant for the Evil God?
What was the relationship between the Magician and the Evil God?
Or perhaps...
Duan Chen thought of a possibility. He had never seen the Silhouette Monster and couldn't imagine what the Evil God looked like, but he thought of a possibility.
Could it be that the Evil God had some connection to him?
The Magician called the man in his memories godfather. He didn't seem to have any other close relationships. And the fact that the Magician could draw power from the black chess piece was simply too abnormal.
If he were to speculate wildly, perhaps the Magician wasn't as ordinary as he seemed.
He might have an unsavory connection with the Evil God.
However... Duan Chen's thoughts couldn't last for long.
This was because the power stored within his white piece belonged entirely to himself, not something obtained from thin air like the Magician's.
And the cards in the Magician's hand grew increasingly sharp, clearly intending to take Duan Chen's life.
Duan Chen certainly wouldn't allow that.
The two fought back and forth.
Relying on his superb skills and a death-defying spirit, Duan Chen dodged the Magician's rapid attacks time and time again.
The Magician, with the power from the black chess piece, was on the verge of defeat countless times, but each time he narrowly escaped death and continued to fight Duan Chen.
This feeling was very unpleasant, even making Duan Chen wonder if someone was deliberately interfering in their fight.
Otherwise, how could such bizarre things happen?