Although he had been a Beyonder for less than two years, Klein's experiences could definitely be considered rich and colorful even among Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 saints. He had owned and encountered many items that could quickly kill him in his present state and allow him to summon them from the Historical Void.
Among them, he chose the Flaring Sun Charm that he had used in Tingen City. He had already chanted the incantation, injected his spirituality, and was about to activate the Flaring Sun Charm!
Indeed, this didn't have much of a restraining effect on a demigod of the Seer pathway who was inclined towards bizarreness and change. It mainly relied on his own lethality, but Klein wouldn't dodge or defend himself. He would open up his body and mind and embrace the light of "hope" to his heart's content.
Even at the level of a Sequence 3 Scholar of Yore, the defense of a Seer pathway Beyonder was still low. Their pure offense was also clearly insufficient compared to their level. This resulted in a tragic fact:
When Klein wished to commit suicide, he didn't have the ability to quickly resolve the issue. After all, it was impossible for him to control his Spirit Body Threads and transform himself into his marionette. This would result in a logical contradiction: In the end, the deeper the marionette transformation, the less he had the ability to continue being a marionette.
And when Klein sought a way to commit suicide from the outside, he realized that as long as he didn't use methods like Marionette Swap, Paper Figurine Substitutes, and Historical Void Hiding, there were too many options for him to consider.
The Seer pathway was such a powerful but rather extreme and strange pathway.
Seeing that Klein was about to fish out a Flaring Sun Charm from the fog of history, accompanied by a strong desire to commit suicide, Amon only smiled. Without even raising his hand, "He" had stolen his entire thought, causing the crystal monocle to flash with a faint light.
Klein immediately forgot what he had wanted to do.
However, he didn't stop!
When he heard that they would arrive at their final destination in half a day, his shocked reaction was mostly an act. This was because he had always been wary of the God of Deceit and didn't trust "His" words.
There were too many explanations for it to be less than three days. Klein had already prepared for the worst. After hearing Amon's words, he immediately lined up what he needed to do next. After the idea of summoning the Flaring Sun Charm to commit suicide, the next thing he needed to do was to summon that existence, summon that existence, summon that existence, and so on. No matter how long the idea Amon stole, he would still be able to act accordingly according to the plan.
On this matter, back when he was dealing with 0-08, he had pondered above the gray fog and treated his real self as a marionette. The experience of acting according to the preset program had greatly helped Klein.
At this moment, although Klein didn't know what he wanted to do, and he didn't even feel that he had forgotten, he was very clear about what he was going to do next.
The past was not important, the present and the future were the key!
Klein reached out his palm again and grabbed at the void in front of him. His entire arm suddenly sank.
However, when he retracted his right hand, he didn't drag anything out.
At the same time, Amon raised "His" palm and gently grabbed forward.
He had stolen the Historical Void projection that Klein had summoned!
A silhouette quickly outlined itself beside Amon. It was an old man wearing a hooded black robe. His eyes were as dark as the surface of a lake, and the white beard on his face was long and dense.
Zaratul!
The leader of the Secret Order, the Sequence 1 angel, Zaratul!
The existence that Klein had attempted to summon was actually Zaratul, and he had succeeded in one try!
This was because Klein had made preparations ahead of time.
In the city established by the Phoenix believers, when Klein split his marionettes into three groups to summon the Historical Void projection, his true body was actually attempting to summon Zaratul.
Without a doubt, it was impossible for him to succeed back then, but as a Scholar of Yore, it would be a huge failure if he didn't notice his Historical Void projection being summoned. And Zaratul was definitely a senior, outstanding, and experienced Scholar of Yore.
After such a summon that was destined to fail, Klein had established a connection with Zaratul.
This was a tacit understanding between Scholars of Yore!
As for a Miracle Invoker, an Attendant of Mysteries, they could make their Historical Void projection react positively. Just like how every Scholar of Yore had a 100% success rate when borrowing power from their past selves.
In addition, the Historical Void projection summoned by a Scholar of Yore didn't have a contractual connection. It relied on the fact that the other party didn't have any intelligence or had a good relationship with "Him" to control it. And in this World, Mr. Door was ranked first, Pallez was ranked second, and Zaratul was ranked third!
In other words, Klein and Zaratul were temporary allies when it came to fighting against Amon.
Due to these factors, Klein believed that he could summon Zaratul once, and the facts proved this point.
And it was precisely because of this that he wasn't worried that Amon would steal the Historical Void projection he summoned. He even hoped that the Angel of Time would do so.
The reason why he had the thought of committing suicide before summoning Zaratul was because he wanted Amon to steal his thoughts. And Amon was a King of Angels who liked to experiment and pursue thrills. With him having too many choices, it was very likely that the next theft wouldn't repeat itself. It wouldn't be stealing thoughts, but stealing the summoned Historical Void projection.
This was one of the few trump cards Klein had.
In the next second, Zaratul's eyes went from dull to lifeless. He instantly felt real.
Clearly, this Attendant of Mysteries, a senior Scholar of Yore, had entered the Historical Void, allowing the projection from the same era to obtain "His" consciousness!
And Zaratul's projection, who possessed "His" own consciousness, didn't hesitate to cast "His" gaze firmly at Amon.
Amon's monocle and non-monocle eyes narrowed at the same time. He saw the frequent lightning around him. The barren plains with many ravines instantly turned dark and empty, dotted with resplendent stars.
"He" seemed to have been pulled under the cosmos by Zaratul.
This was a miracle.
As for the projection opposite Amon, it had already turned into a huge mysterious vortex formed by twisted maggots. They extended transparent tentacles in all directions. Just looking at them made one lose their rationality and go crazy.
At this moment, Klein abandoned the other thoughts in the queue and seized the opportunity to control a monster in the depths of the darkness, turning it into his marionette.
Right on the heels of that, he switched places with his marionette.
After arriving in the depths of the darkness, Klein once again reached out and grabbed at the air in front of him. After grabbing at it a few times, his marionette did the same action.
Finally, he dragged out a new figure from the void.
It was Arianna, who wore a simple linen robe with a tree bark belt. She had long, raven-black hair, and her feet were bare. She had ordinary facial features and dark eyes.
Evernight cloister's matron, leader of the ascetics, Servant of Concealment, Grounded Angel, Arianna.
The moment Arianna appeared, "Her" dark eyes turned normal. It didn't look like a projection at all.
"Her" true body seemed to have entered a concealed state, allowing the Historical Void projection that had been summoned to possess intelligence.
This was also one of the reasons why Klein chose to summon "Her" and gave up on Mr. Aztec and Miss Messenger, who had a higher chance of success. This way, even if an accident happened to his "suicide" and he failed, he would still be able to fight Amon!
After the Historical Void projection possessed its own consciousness, it would be much easier for Klein to maintain it. As a result, the time that the projections could exist for was lengthened.
Klein then used the connection between a Scholar of Yore and the Historical Void projection that he had summoned to quickly communicate with the Servant of Concealment, Arianna, to get "Her" to kill him!
Arianna's body suddenly arched as "Her" right hand landed behind her. "She" pulled out a bone sword covered in strange patterns from the depths of the darkness.
Then, "She" suddenly took a step forward and brandished the sword forward.
The darkness truly began to surge as it crazily spread towards Klein's location.
An unlucky monster happened to be between Arianna and Klein. As the darkness inundated it like a tidal wave, it melted away.
This wasn't the authority of Concealment, but the combination of the powers of Repose and Fear. It symbolized the danger in the darkness, a symbol of silent destruction and disappearance.
Beyonders of the Sleepless pathway had to reach Sequence 3 Terror Bishop to grasp this power.
Subconsciously, Klein's survival instincts made him attempt to escape, but at that moment, he felt that the darkness around him was an enemy. He would be infected by that power and become a part of the tidal wave. There was no way to avoid or hide.
There's no need to use all your strength, right? You can easily kill me with just a portion of your strength … Klein restrained his instincts as a creature and stood in his spot, waiting for destruction.
At this moment, the distant and illusory sound of a bell sounded around him.
It was as though it had traversed a long period of history, making everything around it slow down, including the surging darkness.
In midair, the pitch-black darkness was pierced through, revealing a gigantic stone wall clock.
It was ancient and mottled. Its surface was separated into twelve segments by grayish-white and bluish-black. Each segment had a different symbol. There were a total of three hands, one long, one short, and one medium. It seemed to be formed from a twelve-ringed Worm of Time that exuded a sense of vicissitudes.
As the second hand ticked, the bell sounded once again.
Gong!
Amidst the reverberations, the tide-like darkness surged even slower. Then, the ancient clock phantom dissipated, turning back into Amon wearing a pointed hat and a monocle.
Zaratul's projection behind "Him" was also in a sluggish state.
Right on the heels of that, Amon stood in midair and stretched out his right hand, pressing towards the darkness.
The darkness quickly returned to normal, drowning Klein, but it didn't cause him any damage. It was unknown if there was a "bug" or if the Beyonder effects had been stolen.
At the same time, Amon's body instantly became abnormally large. He was more than ten to twenty meters tall, but his clothes didn't show any signs of damage.
"He" looked down at Klein and raised "His" hand to adjust "His" monocle. "He" ignored the attacks from Zaratul's projection behind "Him."
"Interesting."
Nine Heavens Divine Sovereign
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