Facing the embrace of an angel, Colin Iliad wasn't surprised. He calmly accepted everything, as though he was already prepared.
The ritual began. He took a step forward, picked up the Silver Knight potion, and poured it into his mouth.
Without a sound, the Demon Hunter's body swelled up, turning into a grayish-blue giant that was a few meters tall and had a dark crack on its forehead.
Every inch of the giant contained an indescribable mystery and terrifying power. Apart from its head, which still retained its human appearance, the rest of its body was close to that of a Mythical Creature, emitting a strange mental influence.
In the next second, Colin Iliad's head seemed to suffer from osteochondrosis. His entire body caved in, and with the dark crack as the core, it slowly squirmed, as though it was about to form a nebula vortex.
This pain made the City of Silver's Chief, a Demon Hunter who had killed many powerful creatures, unable to contain himself. He let out a series of extremely chaotic howls that would make an ordinary creature's head split open.
If it wasn't for the fact that Colin Iliad had evacuated the people in the spire ahead of time, leaving only the demigod-level Waite Chirmont to guard the spire to prevent any accidents, many Beyonders would've lost control.
The remains of the six powerful creatures at different spots in the ritual floated up under the guidance of an invisible force. They circled around the mutating Colin Iliad, and with the help of a mysterious connection, they awakened a portion of the memories of this top Demon Hunter.
It was the experience of hunting a "devil." It was the experience of personally ending the former Chief's painful attack. It was the life of defeating powerful monsters time and time again.
These scenes that manifested in the altar were like paintings. At times, they would fuse into Colin Iliad, and at other times, they would separate from him. They helped him locate himself, allowing him to maintain a certain degree of lucidity amidst the extreme pain and changes.
It was only at this moment that Colin Iliad understood the essence of this ritual.
As a Sequence 4 Demon Hunter, the hunt of every powerful creature was a battle that was filled with intense spiritual baptism. It left a deep mark in his life.
With the help of these imprints left behind by intense spiritual energy, he was able to locate himself after consuming the potion and not lose himself in pain and madness.
This reminded Colin Iliad of a name recorded in some of the books in the City of Silver:
"Anchor!"
At Sequence 3, one could be considered a deity in a certain sense. They could respond to prayers within a certain range, but they needed a certain anchor.
Because he had yet to reach the level of an angel, the anchor might not necessarily be a believer, and could be replaced with other things, such as those bright imprints in his life that had the meaning of mysticism.
In his awakened memories, Colin Iliad slowly regained his sense of self. He felt his body again and grasped its changes.
Then, layers of wings formed by illusory light grew out of his back. They combined with the surrounding "scrolls" and kept shrinking inward, collapsing into a solid, gorgeous, and weightless silver armor on the surface of Colin Iliad's body.
After a Demon Hunter advanced to a Silver Knight, there would be a slight difference due to the different blessed deities. The previous leader of the King's Court Chasers, Light Slayer Murskogan, had received a blessing from the Giant King, so the various aspects of the Silver Knight domain were stronger.
Colin Iliad could occasionally condense a "Silver Rapier" that could "Teleport." When attacking, it would produce random, preferred, and unpredictable changes.
In addition, when "Mercury Transformation," he could also obtain a certain uniqueness.
As the silver armor finally took form, Colin Iliad completed his advancement. Apart from the fact that he didn't have a vertical eye on his head, he was equivalent to a Mythical Creature.
At this moment, he raised his right hand and waved it to the side.
On a small hill outside the City of Silver, a silver beam exploded out of thin air, tearing apart everything around it, splitting the hill into two.
…
During the process of Colin Iliad advancing to Silver Knight, Derrick Berg completed the bestowment ritual and received a small metal tube.
Seizing the opportunity when the City of Silver's Chief created an anomaly and attracted most of the attention, Klein, who was in the ancient palace above the gray fog, suddenly reached out his hand and summoned a bullet and Death Knell from the Historical Void.
Right on the heels of that, having done a divination ahead of time and confirmed that there weren't any Amon parasites in the large area around Little Sun, he didn't hesitate to open the revolver and stuff the Deceit Bullet inside.
Pa!
With a flick of his right hand, Klein closed the revolver. Then, with the help of mysticism connections, he aimed at the spot where he had died.
Bang!
He calmly pulled the trigger and fired the only bullet.
At the same time, he used this Beyonder ability to stir the power of Sefirah Castle purely with his will.
The entire gray fog boiled again, and so did the space. A majestic but slightly dark power surged out like a tidal wave, enveloping the bullet and shooting towards the real World.
The light in Sefirah Castle suddenly dimmed. Klein suppressed his fear and horror as he held Death Knell's historical projection and simulated the feeling of weightlessness. He "jumped" towards the crimson star that represented Sun and the small tube of his blood.
In the desolate wilderness with Chernobyl, the Amons wearing pointed hats looked up at the lightning that streaked across the sky. They looked at the darkness that even the lightning couldn't illuminate.
The Amons nudged their monoculars at the same time and laughed after a moment of silence.
"He doesn't seem like someone who can come up with such a method …
"Pallez?
"'He' joined this organization that uses tarot cards as a code name?"
City of Silver, Berg household.
Derrick's vision suddenly turned dark, as though the candles in the room had burned out.
To the residents of the City of Silver, this wasn't a good thing. Derrick's eyes immediately lit up with the radiance that belonged to the Sun.
At this moment, fragments of light burst out from the deep darkness, like many transparent and wriggling insects.
The metal tube that Derrick received shattered on its own as bright red blood floated out and floated into the air. It constantly disintegrated and fused with the fragments of light.
In just two to three seconds, these "light fragments" condensed into one and turned into a huge ball of light.
The ball of light stretched and changed, quickly outlining a figure.
This figure had a deep outline and a cold and stiff face. He wore a half top hat and a black coat. He held an iron-black revolver. It was none other than the German Sparrow.
Klein had successfully deceived the mysticism laws and completed his resurrection at the fake resurrection point with the help of his blood that he had previously left behind!
There was no need for an introduction. Derrick had already recognized who the visitor was through that special aura. After a few heartbeats, he instinctively revealed an uncontrollable smile.
"Mr. World?"
Klein raised his head slightly and looked at Little Sun, who seemed to have grown a little taller. He subconsciously reached out and pressed down on his top hat.
He then nodded gently.
"I'll be in the Forsaken Land of the Gods during this period of time.
"However, I have to leave now. I can't lure Amon to the City of Silver.
"If there's a chance in the future, I'll cooperate with you."
Derrick understood the meaning behind Mr. World's words and nodded heavily.
"Alright!"
Just as Klein raised his right hand and was about to snap his fingers to use Flaming Jump to leave, Derrick looked at him and suddenly pointed at the cabinet in the room.
"Mr. World, do you need to bring some food? There are mushrooms that can produce milk! "
"…" Klein controlled himself and didn't let the corners of his mouth twitch.
He maintained his cold posture and said, "I don't drink milk."
Just as he said that, he snapped his fingers, causing a scarlet flame to soar out of his pocket and envelop him like flowing water.
The flames quickly dissipated, and like falling stars, Klein's figure disappeared from Derrick Berg's room.
Outside the City of Silver, in a deformed forest, flames continuously flickered, extending all the way to the desolate wilderness that led to the north.
Only when he was far away from the City of Silver did Klein slow down a little. He summoned a lantern from the Historical Void and held it in his hand.
He had long expected that his resurrection would go so smoothly. This was because once he found the right method, Amon actually couldn't stop it.
In the City of Silver, Amon would at most have a few Sequence 4 or Sequence 3 avatars. Klein could use his "true vision" to find them in advance and eliminate them.
And if they could form an avatar at the Sequence 2 level, Klein, who had gained initial control of Sefirah Castle and could use the power of an angel, could fight the avatar above the gray fog. Furthermore, he would be in an invincible position where he couldn't be attacked. He had a high chance of repelling the enemy.
If Amon moved his true body to the City of Silver, then Klein could choose to resurrect at his original spot of death.
Of course, Amon could create an avatar that was almost at the level of a Sequence 1 and send "Him" to the City of Silver. However, under the premise of Beyonder characteristics conservation, how many avatars of this level could "He" create?
There wouldn't be more than two!
As for Klein, he could split the remaining blood into multiple portions and use a bestowment ritual to send them to Mr. The Hanging Man, Ma 'am Hermit, and Leonard. There were too many resurrection spots to choose from, so Amon couldn't guard them all.
This was an open plan that relied on his level, Beyonder powers, and the uniqueness of Sefirah Castle. Before Klein attempted the resurrection, he was already rather certain of the outcome. The only thing he was worried about was that Amon would detect the "deception" ahead of time and interfere in time, causing the resurrection location to remain unchanged.
Fortunately, his divination had confirmed that the danger level wasn't high. This was also one of the reasons why he dared to attempt it.
Phew, I've really escaped from Amon … As he proceeded forward under the dim yellow light of the lantern, Klein felt the existence of his body and heaved a sigh of relief.
Of course, he knew very well that he would encounter the powerful pursuit of Amon's true body and various avatars!
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