Klein pretended not to notice that he was in a real dream. As he stopped maintaining the projection on the Death Consul's side, he attempted to summon another "me" from the Historical Void to deceive the Tudor ruin's guardian, allowing "His" true body to escape the dream and sneak into the secret mausoleum to complete the destruction.
At present, he could only maintain three Historical Void projections. Death Consul Aztec Eggers was one, and his concealed self was another. As for the ascetic leader, Arianna, he couldn't be sure if it was one. To be safe, before Klein summoned it again, he could only disperse one of them.
As for Arianna's state, apart from suspecting that "Her" true body had descended, Klein had another guess. It was that after the matron of the Evernight cloister sensed that "Her" past projection had been summoned in the Amantha mountain range, "She" had deliberately entered a concealed state and disappeared from the real World, allowing the projection to gain consciousness. This was completely feasible, especially when authorities in the domain of concealment had a certain level of confidence in their Historical Void projections.
And for such an angel of concealment, Klein was unable to confirm "Her" true situation through the feedback of the historical projection maintained by a Scholar of Yore. All he could do was not make any changes to prevent any accidents.
Just as Klein was about to summon "His" past self, the real dream he was in silently vanished. Everything around him returned to normal.
He was on the cliff at the entrance, and below him was a dark and majestic mausoleum.
An ordinary-looking elder floated in midair. Under the faint light emitted by the underground moss and the illumination from the stone pillars inside the cliff, he calmly looked at Klein and sighed in ancient Feysac.
"You actually weren't fooled by the dream I weaved."
This elder's hair was completely white, but it was thick enough. There weren't many wrinkles on his face, and he didn't look special.
A Sequence 3 Dreamweaver of the Spectator pathway? No, it's at least an angel … Klein tensed up and didn't respond. He immediately took out the silver adventurer's harmonica and blew into it.
There was no sound, but beside Klein, Reinette Tinekerr, who was wearing a dark and complicated dress, walked out.
One of the blonde, red-eyed heads "He" was holding immediately spat out a rectangular diamond-like charm, while the other head chanted in ancient Hermes, "That's right.
"Yesterday!"
Yesterday Reappeared!
This Miss Messenger wanted to borrow strength from her past self!
And compared to a Sequence 1 Snake of Fate, "His" borrowed power could last longer.
However, the talisman did not change at all.
Floating in the air, the old man in a grayish-white robe chuckled and kindly reminded,
"Don't use ancient Hermes in front of me."
… Hermes … This is the Hermes who survived the Second Epoch and created the ancient Hermes language? An angel of the Spectator pathway … The source of Psychological Alchemy … Klein was first alarmed before he realized a problem.
Hermes's desire to participate in the battle wasn't too high!
No, perhaps "She" is deliberately putting on a show to numb us … Beyonders of the Spectator pathway are best at playing with people's hearts … Just as this thought flashed through Klein's mind, Reinette Tinekerr's other two heads began chanting in Jotun and Elvish respectively.
"Yesterday!"
The rectangular diamond-like charm was instantly ignited by a transparent flame as it fused into the void.
Reinette Tinekerr's body began to rapidly expand as the four heads in "Her" hand flew up and landed on "Her" neck.
These four heads turned illusory and stacked together.
In an instant, Reinette Tinekerr turned into a gigantic doll that resembled a castle. "She" wore a black gothic dress with countless mysterious symbols and sinister vines wrapped around her. "Her" eyes were as red as blood.
"Her" gaze swept across Hermes from ancient times. "Her" tightly shut mouth opened, but "She" didn't make a sound.
The angel of the Spectator pathway flashed with a faint light as "She" turned into a white and plump rabbit.
Ancient Bane, Transformation Curse!
The rabbit didn't panic at all. "Her" body began to expand, becoming the size of half a mountain. "She" could trample Klein to death with one foot.
To an angel of the Spectator pathway, I'll be strong if I believe I'm strong enough. I won't be restricted by my external image!
And as the rabbit turned into a monster, there was a subtle change in the ruins. Reality and illusion intertwined, making Reinette Tinekerr unable to tell which part was a dream and which part was reality.
Klein could tell and noticed that not only was Miss Messenger in her Mythical Creature state, but the rabbit's body was also covered in grayish-white scales. All sorts of patterns interweaved to form three-dimensional symbols that seemed to connect to the mind.
Angels are truly terrifying. To use a complete Mythical Creature form right from the start … As Klein sighed, he didn't even dare take another look. Prying into knowledge was firstly because time didn't allow it, and secondly, his level wasn't high enough. Seeing a complete Mythical Creature form would definitely affect him and result in a certain negative state. This was something he had to avoid in a dangerous battlefield.
Taking advantage of Miss Messenger's battle with the dragonized rabbit, Klein used the strong winds to descend towards the secret mausoleum. As he silently chanted an honorific name in Jotun, he reached out to grab at the air.
The first attempt was a failure. The second attempt was a failure. The third attempt was still a failure!
Just as Klein's mind island had one fat white rabbit after another appear, forcing him to raise his consciousness and resist. Just as he was unable to think about anything else, he instinctively extended his right hand forward and finally touched a certain image in the Historical Void.
As he pulled back his arm, the image quickly outlined itself. She was a woman wearing a dark-colored robe and a wide hood. She had a beautiful face and slightly glazed black eyes.
This was the Church of Evernight's concealment angel that Klein had once encountered.
Later, he learned in the foggy town that this was the Nation of the Evernight's Mother of the Sky, the daughter of the ancient god, Flegrea. He also suspected that she had become a vessel for the Goddess's descent.
Since the ascetic leader, Arianna's Historical Void projection could be successfully summoned in one try, Klein definitely wanted to try to summon her.
He had been chanting the honorific name of the Evernight Goddess all this while!
Scholars of Yore had an insurmountable limitation when using the Historical Void projections. It was that they were unable to summon objects that involved a Uniqueness. However, for a vessel of a deity's descent, it depended on how much power the corresponding Historical Void projection contained, and if it involved a Uniqueness. Similarly, if he wanted to summon Amon, he couldn't summon his actual body, but his avatar could.
To be safe, Klein summoned the one who had smiled at him during the Great Smog of Baekeland. In the end, he succeeded after three tries!
Of course, Klein believed that if it wasn't for the Goddess's tacit approval and even some help, he wouldn't have succeeded even if he tried a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times.
The beautiful lady didn't look at the Scholar of Yore who had summoned her. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the secret mausoleum below.
The entire underground ruin suddenly trembled. The dark and majestic mausoleum began to shake as ripples appeared, as though it was about to be moved into the hidden World.
At this moment, two arms reached in from the outside world. One of them pressed down on the gigantic doll, Reinette Tinekerr, while the other spread out its fingers and grabbed at Klein.
These two arms were more than ten meters long. Their surfaces were pitch-black and flowing with sticky liquid. There were strange protrusions on them. They either had skeletal heads, three-dimensional eyes, or barbed tongues.
Abomination, Suah!
The few remaining guards in the underground ruin went crazy. They either raised their swords to slash at their companions, or raised their guns, aimed at themselves, and pulled the trigger.
Klein's skin began to crack as his consciousness was disturbed by a crazy feeling. He was unable to respond effectively.
The concealment angel he had summoned followed its instincts and retracted its gaze. It looked up at the two arms that seemed to come from the depths of a nightmare.
The immense fear made Abomination Suah's arm tremble slightly. Not only did "He" fail to grab Klein, but Reinette Tinekerr also took the opportunity to curse it, causing it to grow short green fur.
Right on the heels of that, they began to fade as they struggled in an attempt to escape their concealed state.
And at this moment, three figures appeared in midair above the underground ruin. They were Rosell The Great, the first King of Rouen, William Augustus I, and the abstract angel formed from pure light.
The Historical Void projection summoned by Zaratul chased after them!
With so many angels descending at the same time, just the influence of their auras caused the entire space to tremble, much less the intense battle that "They" were engaged in.
For a moment, the dark mausoleum shook even more intensely, and inconspicuous cracks even appeared on its surface.
Klein wasn't surprised at all because this was his final plan.
When the enemy was too strong and had sufficient preparations, making it impossible to create an opportunity to destroy the mausoleum, he could lure everyone together and create chaos!
This was the inspiration Klein had received from his encounter outside Bayam.
Back then, Abomination Suah and Artificial Death's by-product had attacked from afar. Sea King Kottman, Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr, and a demigod from the Rose School of Thought had participated. The outcome was the collapse of an innocent mountain.
At this moment, Klein wanted the secret mausoleum in the ruin to be like the mountain.
He didn't believe that the angels could control themselves from destroying the surrounding environment when the battle reached an intense stage!
And the lineup this time far exceeded that of the past!
It's still not enough … Then I'll make it a little more chaotic … As Klein controlled his Spirit Body Threads to prevent them from floating upwards, he dodged and sensed the mysterious space above the gray fog. With his basic grasp, he made it tremble slightly.
In midair, a grayish-white fog appeared as a majestic palace appeared.
Sefirah Castle!
In an instant, the sky above the Holy Wind Cathedral in Baekeland darkened, as though a storm was brewing.
A bird with dark circles under its eyes that was looking down the Tussock River changed the direction of its gaze.
…
In Ruin No. 1 on the outskirts of Baekeland, Demoness Trissy had been stripped of several of her abilities. She was severely injured and could die at any moment.
With a bang!
She slammed into the cliff wall, almost embedding herself into it. Her body was covered in blood.
At this moment, she took out an item. It was a rectangular diamond-shaped charm.
Yesterday Once More!
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