In the blink of an eye, Amon saw the grayish-white fog and the ancient and majestic palace above him.
As long as "He" stretched out "His" hand and passed through the final obstruction, "He" would be able to touch Sefirah Castle and directly enter it, essentially stealing it away.
But at that moment, a gigantic bluish-black palm suddenly appeared above Amon's illusory figure, blocking "His" path into Sefirah Castle.
Amon's illusory figure subconsciously turned "His" head and looked towards the palm. He saw the one-eyed giant that had long died and was covered in rotting pus.
The exaggerated vertical eye of Bladel, who was known as the God of Glory, still didn't show any signs of life. The grayish-yellow fog of curse constantly emitted from "His" body.
However, it was different from before. Behind "Him," there were black tubes that were almost illusory. They extended into infinity, and it was unknown where they connected to.
Bang!
The bluish-black giant that was dozens of meters tall instantly condensed a broadsword formed from the orange-red light of dusk. Holding it in one hand, he slashed at Amon's body, who was standing at the edge of the deep ravine.
This youngest son of the Giant King, who had died due to the curse, had unconsciously wandered for thousands of years before suddenly erupting with unimaginable power.
The Twilight Sword tore through the void and jumped out from where the Angel of Time, Amon, was standing. It tore through everything around it, turning into a storm that could destroy the desolate plains.
Amon didn't move. "He" continued standing there, and no matter how the orange-red "sword" storm wreaked havoc, "He" failed to harm "Him" at all.
"He" seemed to have made use of a certain "mistake" of this World.
However, in this state, Amon was no longer able to transmit "His" ravings into Klein's mind, allowing Klein to finally obtain a sliver of peace.
Klein ignored the fact that he was about to lose control. Amidst the clear and real praying around him, he found some clarity of mind. Then, he immediately thought of something and resonated with the crimson "figure" at The Fool's position above the gray fog, establishing a new connection.
Without any hesitation, he chose to return to Sefirah Castle!
And at this moment, Amon's illusory figure that attempted to sneak above the gray fog was still blocked by the God of Glory, Bladel's bluish-black palm. "He" was unable to instantly break through the huge obstruction.
The monocle-wearing King of Angels' avatar and main body opened their mouths at the same time and spat out a word:
"Night."
Yes, this was help from the Evernight Goddess, but it wasn't without reason!
Although Klein did not have much confidence in this, he had always treated this as one of his trump cards. However, he did not think that it would work. The probability was very low, and he could only hope for it when he was at his most desperate.
After truly entering the Forsaken Land of the Gods and obtaining the space to think independently, he worked hard to find "resources" that could be used. Then, he remembered something.
The former Chief of the City of Silver!
This Demon Hunter attempted to switch to Sequence 3 Ferryman of the Death pathway, but he ended up encountering an anomaly and became a monster in the mausoleum he built.
This anomaly was related to the illusory black tubes. Klein had seen similar objects in the Charismatic Order's Artificial Death.
In other words, the mutation of the former City of Silver's Chief was very likely related to Artificial Death.
This indirectly explained a problem. For some unknown reason, other than the True Creator, there was also Artificial Death, who had come to life, that could influence the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
And now, Artificial Death was equivalent to the Evernight Goddess to a certain extent!
Based on this reasoning, Klein suspected that the Goddess could use the Uniqueness of the Death pathway to exert a relatively low-level influence on certain things in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
In addition, there were only three people directly involved in the matter regarding the former Chief of the City of Silver. One of them was the current Chief, Colin Iliad, the demigod Elder, Waite Chirmont, and the other was Shepherd Elder, Lovia. They were either Sequence 4 saints or important believers of the True Creator. It was impossible for them to be "Parasitized" by Amon without realizing it.
As for Derrick Berg, the only person who had received any feedback after the incident, he wasn't the target of Amon's "Parasitization" because he was under the watch of The Fool.
In other words, Amon did not know that the mutation of the former Chief of the City of Silver involved the black illusory tubes.
Therefore, even if "He" could guess that the Evernight Goddess had obtained the Uniqueness of the Death pathway through "His" grasp of the situation in the outside world, causing the God of Combat to react violently, "He" had no way of knowing that this would bring about certain changes to the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
With this understanding, Klein didn't have much confidence in doing something in this regard.
In the city that believed in the phoenix, he didn't take away the remnant Beyonder characteristics of the Death pathway, hoping to use it as a guide.
After summoning Zaratul's Historical Void projection, he didn't take the opportunity to commit suicide. On the one hand, he was afraid that Amon would still have the ability to stop "Him," which would instead delay the other arrangements. On the other hand, he wanted to summon the Servant of Concealment, Arianna's projection, to inform the Evernight Goddess of the exact situation.
After doing these two things, Klein didn't know what the final outcome would be. He focused more on the fact that Amon's avatar had long been replaced with "His" true body.
When he arrived at his final destination and saw the lingering angel corpse, Klein's heart stirred, but he was distracted by Amon's introduction. Only then did he realize that the Goddess had already used the Uniqueness of the Death pathway to gain a basic grasp of the Giant King's youngest son, who had been cursed thousands of years ago. "She" had been patiently waiting for an opportunity.
And the powers of concealment that filled the Forsaken Land of the Gods helped "Her" hide the illusory black tubes.
Suddenly, in the ancient palace above the gray fog, at the seat of honor of The Fool at the end of the long, mottled table, the crimson "figure" that would occasionally distort and scatter finally took form, revealing the black-haired, brown-eyed, and rather scholarly appearance of Klein.
With just a thought, Klein's consciousness and Spirit Body returned to Sefirah Castle!
He then used the close connection between Sefirah Castle and his body, as well as the resonance brought about by the prayers of the Tarot members, to directly see himself, who had lost focus and was about to lose control. He saw Amon's illusory figure, who had used "Error" to circle around the bluish-black palm.
Amon's crystal monocle-wearing head looked up and made eye contact with Klein, who was sitting at The Fool's seat.
Klein beckoned for the Sea God Scepter and raised it.
The entire gray fog boiled as the entire Sefirah Castle trembled.
The majestic and terrifying power gathered over, transforming into a surging lightning torrent. Under the illumination of the blue gem that lit up at the same time, it surged down crazily, drowning Amon's avatar and Klein's body.
The deep rumbling of thunder reverberated, and the terrifying silver-white lightning tore apart everything it enveloped.
Amon's illusory figure collapsed, and Klein's body was destroyed.
He had finally succeeded in committing suicide.
After completing this strike, Klein, who was high above the gray fog, immediately severed the connection between Sefirah Castle and the real World to prevent Amon's main body from creating any new accidents.
Right on the heels of that, he began to wait for a "miracle," for a "resurrection."
Beside the deep ravine with a thick grayish-white building at the bottom, Amon's main body adjusted the crystal monocle and stole the curse that maintained the "existence" of the ancient god's youngest, Bladel.
The bluish-black giant quickly rotted and turned into white bones. The illusory black tubes didn't persist as they retracted back into the depths of the darkness.
Wearing a pointed hat and a classic black robe, Amon stood there. "He" raised "His" head and looked at the sky in silence for a few seconds, as though "He" was looking at Sefirah Castle through the fog of history.
Finally, "He" pinched the crystal monocle and muttered to "Himself" as the corners of "His" mouth curled up.
"Interesting."
…
Inside the ancient palace, at the end of the long mottled table, Klein sat at the seat belonging to The Fool as he carefully looked at the grayish-white fog below.
He discovered that the Beyonder characteristics contained in his destroyed body had unknowingly entered the Historical Void, fusing with the projections of the Worms of Spirit from the past, making them corporeal.
As long as Klein's consciousness in Sefirah Castle was willing, these Worms of Spirit could immediately drill out of the fog of history and reconstruct his body in the real World.
The "miracle" of "resurrection" was essentially a deeper use of the power of the past.
The "miracle" is achieved with the help of the past and future? Klein frowned slightly as he attempted to analyze how the "miracle" of a Miracle Invoker came about.
After thinking for a few seconds, he quickly refocused and attempted to revive in Sefirah Castle. Then, he discovered a problem.
That was that the resurrection of his body could only be done in the real World, and it had to be within a certain range of his remains. As for his Spirit Body, it could be directly resurrected above the gray fog. However, Klein's Spirit Body hadn't been destroyed. It was sitting on The Fool's high-back chair.
Receiving help from the past is effective. The number of revivals I'm expending now is an advance of becoming a Miracle Invoker … From the looks of it, there's only one chance … Man … Amon should be guarding my "corpse" now. I have to think of a way to escape this predicament … "His" view of time is different from others. "He" is a very patient God of Mischief … Yes, this state can only be maintained for three days. After that, I won't be able to borrow power from the past to resurrect … If it really doesn't work, I'll just abandon my body and become an undead! Klein's thoughts raced. Although he was still a little vexed, he was already in the most relaxed state he had been in in the past few days.
He had finally escaped the near-despair situation.
Looking at the high-back chairs behind him that lit up with symbols and the crimson stars that were expanding and contracting, Klein exhaled and leaned back in his chair in relief. He couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"This is my anchor."
PS: This plot has finally come to an end. The entire story actually started when I was reading the Cthulhu Mythos. When I saw the meme related to Cthulhu, I suddenly thought, Cthulhu says that he's about to awaken. What if he's already awakened? It doesn't matter if I don't know much about Cthulhu. I can just replace the three words with evil gods. After all, the corresponding deities are set up by me.
Divine Sovereign of the Nine Heavens
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