Just now, when Klein was thinking of a solution, he naturally thought of a scene.
The sea of clouds between the two mountains rapidly "boiled" and split to the left and right, revealing a dark bottomless crack. The orange-red light of dusk filled it, forming a corporeal path.
This was the scene created when Blasphemer Amon entered the Giant King's Court's dream projection.
And just as Klein felt that he didn't have enough understanding of the corresponding powers and planned on changing his method, the red, green, blue, and transparent gems embedded in the Staff of the Stars emitted a faint glow as they automatically activated.
The solidified grayish-white fog also "boiled," but it wasn't as intense.
They swirled backwards and split to the sides, but there was still an endless grayish-white fog in front of him. There was no end at all.
Klein sighed inwardly. As he paid attention to controlling his thoughts, he made other attempts.
In the past three minutes, he had tried at least ten times. Seven of them were done willingly, and three of them were done due to stress, but he failed to open the invisible barrier.
… Normal methods really don't work … With a flick of his wrist, Klein made the historical projection of 0-62, which was nearing its limits, disappear from the real World.
He stared at the silent grayish-white fog for nearly a minute without moving, as though he had turned into a statue.
Finally, Klein closed his eyes and retracted his gaze. With the lantern in hand, he walked towards the humans who were spying on him.
He didn't plan on continuing blindly because there was a high chance of success. He planned on asking the ancient survivors who had stood guard nearby for two to three thousand years and had clearly explored the grayish-white fog before. He wanted to see if he could find any inspiration from their accumulated experience.
According to Klein's predictions, the humans would definitely have a rather extreme reaction to his approach. He had already prepared the corresponding abilities to allow them to speak to him calmly. However, when he looked over under the dim yellow light of the lanterns on both sides, he discovered that the ugly or deformed humans were looking at him with their mouths slightly agape. Their expressions were confused and shocked, as though they had temporarily lost their ability to think.
Klein frowned slightly. In the deep darkness, he walked at an unhurried pace to the group of ancient survivors and stopped about two to three meters away.
"What do you know about this fog?" Klein asked in Jotun.
This kind of language that could stir the power of nature did not differ from region to region. There was only a slight difference in accent, but not too much. This was because if the original version was modified, it would most likely lose its effect in ritualistic magic.
Only when Gehrman Sparrow raised the question did A 'dal seem to snap back to his senses. His lips quivered for a moment before he gave an irrelevant answer.
"We, we didn't make any changes to the mist …"
The scene of the German Sparrow making the fog boil like water and splitting it into two really shocked them. They felt like they were witnessing a miracle.
The hard work of generations after generations of Moon City over the past two to three thousand years could not compare to this person's attempt in the span of one to two hundred heartbeats with his cane!
This was also the main reason why they gave up resisting when the German Sparrow approached.
They instinctively believed that no matter how much they tried to avoid it, it would be useless.
Klein was silent for two seconds before he continued to ask,
"Do you have any relevant records?"
A 'dal finally understood what Gehrman Sparrow was getting at. After some hesitation, he slowly nodded.
After some hesitation, he slowly nodded and said, "Yes … However, only the High Priest and the others often read through them."
Dressed in a black trench coat and half top hat, Klein thought for a moment. He suddenly reached out and took out an item from the void.
It was a cross that was dyed green and had several sharp spikes protruding from it.
It was a Historical Void projection of the Unshadowed Crucifix that originated from the ancient Sun God!
Klein held the cross and raised it a little higher, aiming it at the group of ancient survivors.
Pure, bright, and warm light bloomed, dispersing the surrounding darkness and illuminating A 'dal, Xin, and company.
Their combat experience made them reflexively attempt to defend, but their instinctive comfort made them stop halfway through their actions.
That kind of light and warmth was definitely not something a bonfire could compare to!
This made the remaining members of the Moon City hunting team vaguely recall the deities mentioned in the ancient books and by the High Priest. They were deities that emitted infinite light and brought infinite warmth.
Under the bright light's illumination, a twisting and struggling illusory black gas that seemed to have a life of its own rose from A 'dal, Xin, and company's bodies before quickly dissipating.
The members of the Moon City hunting team felt their bodies relax as the pressure in their souls disappeared.
After purifying the corruption and diseases gathered in the target's body, Klein shook his wrist slightly, causing the Unshadowed Crucifix to vanish in front of him.
Right on the heels of that, he grabbed diagonally in front of him and pulled out another cane from the void. It was an ordinary wooden cane.
This was the former City of Silver's Sealed Artifact, Life's Cane!
Although Klein had already sacrificed it to the Evernight Goddess, anything that a Scholar of Yore once possessed would only accompany him in another way.
With Life's Cane in hand, Klein took a few steps forward and used the tip of the cane to poke the leader of the Moon City hunting team.
A 'dal didn't dodge due to his previous experience. The sarcomas on his face began to crack, ooze pus, fade, shrink, and disappear. In the end, not even a scar was left behind.
A 'dal knew of his changes from the looks in his teammates' eyes. He hesitantly and slowly raised his right hand and touched his face. From top to bottom, from bottom to top, he repeated it a few times.
During this process, he realized that his condition had never been better. It was even better than when he had just become an adult.
Klein didn't look at him. He took a diagonal step and used Life's Cane to treat the other ancient survivors.
With A 'dal as an example, Xin and company were on guard as they accepted the touch of the cane's tip. Then, they felt an indescribable feeling of being reborn.
Among them, the two deformities, who were easily agitated, couldn't help but shed tears.
Unfortunately, I can't treat natural defects … Mental illnesses can be treated, but some crazy tendencies can't be treated … Klein retracted his right hand and made the historical projection of Life's Cane dissipate.
He walked to his original spot, turned around, and looked at the group of ancient survivors.
"I didn't come here to destroy, but to spread the light of my Lord, bringing light and warmth.
"Go back and tell your leader that I'm here. If he's willing, he can come over."
He didn't attempt to ask where the ancient survivors' settlement was, nor did he plan on heading over directly. This was because it would incite the strongest resistance and vigilance.
Therefore, handing the reins to the other party was the most suitable solution.
At that moment, A 'dal, Xin, and company were already shocked by the German Sparrow's performance of constantly taking out all sorts of mystical items out of thin air. They increasingly felt that they were walking into a miracle and had already received the baptism of the divine light, allowing their bodies to recover to their optimal state or even exceed their optimal state.
"… Alright," A 'dal replied a few seconds later.
Just as they turned around and prepared to return to Moon City, a flame lit up in the depths of the darkness, quickly approaching from afar.
The leader was an elder wearing a dark brown beast hide. His hair was gray and messy, and his face was filled with wrinkles.
"High Priest …" Xin blurted out after seeing the other party's appearance.
The person who came was none other than the High Priest of Moon City, Nim.
Behind Nim were Rus and the other members of the hunting team, as well as a few High-Sequence Beyonders.
Nim nodded at A 'dal, Xin, and company. He walked to the front of the group and looked at the man who claimed to be the German Sparrow. He crossed his arms and bowed.
"Honorable guest, I'm the High Priest of Moon City, Nim.
"Moon City was once a city belonging to vampires, but that civilization was destroyed in ancient times.
"After that, we accepted the orders of the great Sun God, the Lord who created everything. We moved here to guard this grayish-white fog and made the corresponding attempts. Even though this land was later cursed and the Lord no longer responded to us, we didn't give up.
"To this day, 3,722 years have passed."
PS: Update first before making changes.
PS2: This chapter is completely free. Yesterday, I said that I would use a big chapter as compensation because I felt that everyone might value this more. But since there are different opinions, I'll use it as compensation for free. That's fairer. There's no need to worry about owing debts and writing a big chapter.
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