Klein pressed down on the grayish-white wall and slowly sat up straight. He smiled and shook his head.
"Before filling my stomach, my brain refuses to work."
This was both the truth and a lie. This was because before becoming a complete Mythical Creature, saints would still be hungry and thirsty. However, to a Sequence 3 demigod, not replenishing food and water for half a month was still bearable. As for complete Mythical Creatures, eating was only a hobby, not a necessity.
What Klein wanted to express was that before he officially began his escape, he needed to adjust his condition to its peak.
"The habits of a Magician," Amon commented with a smile. "I'm not in charge of providing food, but you can think of a way to resolve it yourself."
Klein looked at the leather lantern on the ground and thought for a few seconds. He then reached out his right hand and grabbed at the void.
A coffee table that wasn't too tall immediately appeared in front of him. It was an item from Dawn Dantès's residence.
In the dim yellow light, Klein extended his hand again and summoned. He took out an exquisitely packaged box from the Historical Void.
Inside the box was a complete set of cutlery, including a knife, fork, plate, and cup.
The reason why Klein chose this item was that he couldn't summon different cutlery separately into a set. He could only maintain three Historical Void projections at the same time.
After calmly setting up the cutlery, Klein politely turned his head and nodded at Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat. Following that, he summoned a medium-well steak with black pepper sauce from the Historical Void.
It landed on a porcelain plate and emitted some steam. As the table knife sliced it, it revealed the side that still had hemoglobin on it.
Klein forked a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt that the texture was real and the taste was wonderful. It wasn't fake at all. It had truly soothed the anxiety in his stomach.
"For fifteen minutes, not only will I not be hungry, but I'll also receive 'real' replenishment." After swallowing the piece of beef, Klein introduced it to Amon with a smile. He was like a hospitable host, not a pitiful Beyonder who had been kidnapped.
Amon nudged the lower edge of his crystal monocle and nodded with a smile.
"I've tried it. It's not bad.
"You've adjusted very quickly. Are you really not going to consider becoming my Blessed?"
Klein cut off another piece of beef. As he forked it up, he replied as if he was chatting with a friend.
"Just kill me."
At this moment, frequent lightning and boundless darkness alternately ruled the land. In the places where the light could not reach, eyes without any emotion stared at this place. The dark red twisted weeds at the tips danced gently in the breeze from time to time.
Inside the half-collapsed building, the dim yellow light cast warm colors on the artsy coffee table and exquisite tableware. The aroma of frying steak permeated the air, which was the complete opposite of the outside environment where there was almost no separation.
Under the gaze of the terrifying monsters in the darkness, Klein gracefully enjoyed his meal in this desolate and gray land that was brewing great terror.
After eating the steak, he summoned a small glass of ice wine from Maygur Manor and drank it in one gulp.
Following that, cream soup, pan-fried codfish, tender lamb stewed with peas, baked potato skins, and all kinds of wine were summoned one after another and entered Klein's stomach.
During this process, the first steak that he ate had exceeded its duration and disappeared into thin air. However, Klein's stomach and body were numbed by the subsequent food, so he didn't notice it.
Of course, the coffee table and tableware were replenished; otherwise, it wouldn't have lasted until the end.
At the end of the meal, Klein continued reaching out and took out a cup from the void. Inside was a ball of vanilla ice cream.
Klein then scooped the ice cream with a dessert spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling its melting and sweetness.
After eating one ball, he wasn't satisfied as he summoned another ball from the Historical Void.
Just like that, Klein ate five balls of different flavors of ice cream in a row.
When Klein reached out his hand for the sixth time, Amon, who was sitting beside him, suddenly smiled.
"Your fate has undergone an abnormal change. You're already lucky enough.
"Is this what you're prepared for?"
Klein's extended right hand immediately froze in midair as his pupils seemed to dilate to a certain extent.
Almost at the same time, in the surrounding darkness where the lantern's light couldn't reach, strange creatures twitched and instantly became Klein's marionettes.
This time, Klein sent out a hundred Worms of Spirit in one go, hoping that one of them would be lucky enough to avoid Amon's theft.
Right on the heels of that, behind the coffee table, the figure in the black coat without a hat was replaced by an extremely disgusting vampire with pus oozing out of his body.
The very artistic coffee table and the exquisite tableware were like glass that had been smashed on the ground, and countless cracks appeared on them and they shattered into pieces.
They quickly returned to the Historical Void to prevent themselves from affecting Klein's subsequent summoning.
In the next second, the hundred marionettes and Klein, who had hidden somewhere, reached out their hands and grabbed at the void to avoid Amon's interference.
At that moment, they were all Scholars of Yore.
This was an ability that originated from a Bizarro Sorcerer, the source of a Seer's qualitative change.
Of course, the success rate of every marionette's summoning was independent. It didn't affect each other.
At that moment, what Klein wanted to summon was the projection of Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr when she recovered to her peak state in the Tudor ruins. Due to the contract and charms, this was the easiest angel projection for him to summon from the Historical Void!
Amon continued sitting leisurely in his spot. His monocle emitted a faint glow as he watched the 101 Klein summons at the same time.
Their right hands reached out in unison before retracting. Klein and his hundred marionettes didn't succeed in pulling Reinette Tinekerr out of the void.
At that moment, Amon raised his right hand and grabbed forward.
He lowered his arm slightly and casually pulled back. Outside the half-collapsed building, a gigantic, castle-like doll dressed in a dark and complicated dress appeared. It was bound by vines.
Ancient Bane, Reinette Tinekerr!
Amon had stolen the Historical Void projection that Klein had summoned!
Reinette Tinekerr's red eyes immediately reflected the figures of Klein's hundred marionettes.
Silently, the marionettes that looked like Klein or were in monstrous states emitted a faint glow as they turned into horned goats, white rabbits, and other animals.
Shapeshifting Curse!
Klein's true body had long vanished as he walked out of the flames produced by the leather lantern.
Glancing at the various animals that might be called his own, he suddenly sat down again, and chuckled.
He chuckled and said, "Taking a stroll after a meal can effectively improve one's health."
He didn't mention anything about his attempt to escape, as though nothing had happened.
Amon maintained his relaxed posture and nodded cooperatively with "Him" with a smile.
"I've read many books written by humans. There is indeed such a point of view."
With that said, "He" raised "His" hand and pointed at Reinette Tinekerr's projection.
"This is your messenger?"
This was something that could be easily confirmed, so Klein didn't hide it. He tersely acknowledged and nodded.
"What a pity." Amon sized up Reinette Tinekerr's projection and shook his head.
As Klein felt the food in his stomach vanish, he asked, "What's a pity?"
"What's a pity?"
"I should've brought you to Baekeland to wait a few more days. That way, I could've waited for your messenger to deliver a letter to you. Then, 'He' would've become my messenger." Amon nudged "His" right monocle and said with a smile, "Stealing an angel-level messenger is very challenging and fun, isn't it? Life always needs some fun, excitement, and anticipation. "
"I think so too," Klein sincerely replied to Amon.
"What a pity." Amon shook "His" head again. "Evernight is someone I have to be careful of. If" He "were to stay any longer, I don't know what would happen."
As "He" spoke, the Angel of Time dispelled the Historical Void projection of Reinette Tinekerr, allowing "Him" to vanish in front of Klein.
"You seem to be very afraid of the Goddess?" Klein pretended to speak like a devout believer of the Evernight Goddess.
Of course, there was no need for him to pretend. He was still a Blessed of Evernight.
Amon's gaze shifted to the leather lantern in the half-collapsed building. He looked at the dim yellow light and said,
Looking at the dim yellow light, he said, "I'm unable to steal what I want to know from the concealment. I can't decipher what other arrangements' She 'has or what the key point is."
To a King of Angels of the Marauder pathway, this was enough reason to be afraid.
Taking the opportunity while Amon was answering the question, Klein suddenly chanted the honorific name of the Evernight Goddess in Jotun:
"You are the Evernight Goddess who is more noble than the cosmos and more eternal than eternity …"
Just as he said that, he lost his thoughts. If not for the fact that he had such plans previously, he wouldn't have known that he had made such an attempt.
Amon turned to look at him and smiled.
"Are you trying to test whether or not I'll repeat your thoughts and words in my heart after I steal them?
"As long as you become a Sequence 4 Parasite, you will be able to control the things you steal and make them appear at the right time."
"Is that so." Klein nodded slightly. "Thank you."
As he spoke, Klein quickly summarized the experience and lessons he had learned from his escape.
Due to the existence of the contract and the affiliation relationship, summoning Miss Messenger is the easiest among all the angels I know.
Summoning ice-cream from the past Will can establish a subtle connection with "Him" who represents fate and obtain the blessings of luck. Yes, every ball of ice-cream represents a portion of luck … I originally planned on using the summoning of ice-cream as a cover to secretly summon the Snake of Fate.
After that, I have to interfere with the summoning first. Otherwise, Amon can directly steal the Historical Void projection I summoned. After spending so much effort, I ended up giving "Him" a helper …
Just as Klein's thoughts raced, Amon pointed at the pile of animals that had suffered the Transformation Curse and revealed a slightly nasty smile.
"Weren't you worried that there wasn't any suitable food in the Forsaken Land of the Gods? Now that there is, as long as the curse isn't removed, they will be real animals. "
"…" Klein was taken aback as he suddenly looked at the goats and white rabbits.
With a thought from him, the animals cast their gazes at him at the same time.
In a sense, this was Klein himself. After all, they were cursed after the combination of Worms of Spirit and monsters.
Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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