I am? Klein, who was just about to dispel the Historical Void projection, was stunned by Amon's question.
He controlled himself and didn't frown slightly. Instead of answering, he asked,
Instead of answering, he asked, "You're not Amon's true body?"
Standing at the edge of the cliff, Amon took a step forward and smiled.
"Of course not.
"You seem to know my true body, or other avatars?"
Although Amon didn't attack, "His" step forward still gave Klein an indescribable pressure. It wasn't easy for him to not retreat and expose his cowardice.
He tersely acknowledged and replied in a deep voice, "That's why I'm very surprised that you don't know me."
"That's why I'm very surprised that you don't know me."
"Are you very famous?" Amon, who had crawled out of the darkness, teased with a smile. Then, he raised his hand to adjust the crystal monocle on "His" right eye.
After this action was completed, it froze for a few seconds before it stopped. Amon seemed to be thinking and whispered,
As though in thought, Amon muttered, "There aren't any other me nearby … Is there really none, or has the connection been completely severed?"
What accident caused this Amon to become independent? No, I can't believe anything this fellow says. "He" is a top swindler … Klein's heart stirred at first, but he immediately suppressed the corresponding thoughts.
He then asked, "Why did you crawl out from underground?"
Amon's expression returned to normal as he chuckled.
"Guess."
Be it his true body or avatars, the fact that he has a terrible personality remains the same … Klein lampooned and probed, "You're exploring the secrets of the underground."
"You're exploring the secrets of the underground."
Amon nodded slightly.
"Isn't that obvious?"
"He" then turned "His" body halfway and pointed at the darkness in front of the cliff that light couldn't illuminate.
"My father crawled out from here just like I did.
"Ah yes, it has a name. You should have heard of it, Chaos Sea."
Chaos Sea? One of the nine sefirot, Chaos Sea … It's indeed hidden deep underground … Was the corruption behind the bronze door really brought about by it? Back then, I completed my mysticism knowledge by chatting with Amon … The ancient Sun God was originally a member of this research institute, but he fell into the Chaos Sea deep underground during the collapse. He only woke up in the Second Epoch and crawled out? Back then, he was only an ordinary person. According to the law that the higher one's Sequence was, the more dangerous it was to approach the underground. Why wasn't he too affected? Klein's thoughts spun quickly. He recalled one thing after another and made one conjecture after another.
Two or three seconds later, he cooperated and said,
"So you took the risk and jumped in to search for the buried history and the truth about World?"
"Something like that." Amon pinched the top and bottom edge of the monocle and said with a slightly self-deprecating tone, "But I didn't do it voluntarily."
"Huh?" Klein used a simple pronunciation to express his doubt.
Amon smiled.
"Every one of us knows that it's very dangerous deep underground, so none of us wish to go down by ourselves. We have tried many roundabout methods, including creating marionettes to replace ourselves, but none of them succeeded. We were unable to obtain any feedback.
"In the end, under 'His' true body's presiding, we conducted a fair vote. Unfortunately, I was chosen."
… It's a miracle that Amon hasn't completely gone mad … As expected of the God of Mischief. Even internal decisions have to be made in such a prank … Klein resisted the urge to lampoon.
"Then, you jumped down by yourself?"
"I can't just wait to be thrown down by 'Them,' right?" Amon spread out his hands.
At this point, "He" seemed to finally understand something as "He" muttered to "Himself."
"Chaos Sea" severed my connection with my main body and the surrounding avatars?
"I'm independent?"
Independent … Back when I was in front of the bronze door of the Hall of Truth, I felt that every cell and Worm of Spirit was giving birth to a new consciousness, producing a self different from my main body … Amon's avatar directly entered the Chaos Sea, so it's very normal for "Him" to have such an anomaly … An independent Amon avatar should be able to effectively scam Amon's main body … No, I can't believe it … Klein had just confirmed Amon's words with his own experience, but he suddenly warned himself not to trust the God of Deceit.
He smiled and said, "Of course.
"I suspect that you're lying to me."
Amon propped up the crystal monocle and sized up Klein for a few seconds.
"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. Even if I want to find a partner, it won't be a weak fellow like you."
In the era of the eight Kings of Angels, were you very close to Red Angel Medici … Since Klein was determined not to believe that Amon was already independent, he attempted to ask,
"What did you discover in the Chaos Sea?"
"A lot. Guess what it is," Amon said with a smile.
"I didn't discover anything," Klein deliberately said.
Amon shook his head.
"I think the same for the others. Furthermore, because I haven't come out for a long time and didn't respond, it's reasonable to believe that I've been corroded and digested by the Chaos Sea."
Without waiting for Klein to respond, Amon continued.
"The Chaos Sea is extremely large. It almost fills up the earth's core and submerges the layer above. It is also the only sefirah that is both real and illusory. In the World, there is a direct entrance to the sefirah. The others are either completely illusory and hidden somewhere, or they are absolutely real and coexist with reality.
"I discovered something very interesting inside. The first Blasphemy Slate was likely born there, but it was later pulled by some power and left the underground before it was complete.
"My father might've browsed through that Blasphemy Slate in the beginning. That's why he condensed his remains into a second Blasphemy Slate when he died."
These are the origins of the two Blasphemy Slates? No wonder the ancient God of the Sun was so powerful in the late Second Epoch … Klein seemed to have vaguely understood something.
"What's the difference between two Blasphemy Slates?"
Amon adjusted the position of the crystal monocle.
"The second Blasphemy Slate has some Sequence names changed, and there's more content.
"The content contains the secrets of Transcending the Sequences."
"Transcending the Sequences?" Klein's pupils widened slightly as he felt that his long-held guess had been confirmed. "Becoming the Creator?"
Amon smiled.
"Something like that, but such a description isn't accurate enough.
"I like to call that level 'Above the Sequences.' There are also a number of true deities who use other methods to name it. Some call it Great Old Ones, some call it Outer Deities, and some refer to it as the Cosmos."
Cosmos … The moment Klein heard this term, his spiritual intuition began to warn him frantically.
He remembered very clearly that the ascetic leader of the Church of Evernight, Arianna, had once told him that he shouldn't attempt to understand the cosmos before reaching the level of an angel. Otherwise, just understanding it would bring him great danger!
Without any hesitation, Klein, who was hiding in the Historical Void before the First Epoch, gave up maintaining the projection. He stood up on the stacked old city and took four steps counterclockwise.
Almost at the same time, the violent lightning that streaked across the Forsaken Land of the Gods calmed down. The endless darkness also vanished.
A huge crimson moon occupied half the sky.
The light on the surface of the crimson moon expanded and contracted as though it had come to life.
Outside this World, on the moon that orbited the Earth, a crimson sea flowed. It drowned everything, as though it was digesting this huge natural satellite.
When Klein learned about the Great Old Ones, Outer Deities, and Cosmos, the blood-colored sea boiled.
They quickly gathered in the middle and constantly piled up, finally forming a blood-red phantom that couldn't be seen clearly.
This phantom was many times larger than the moon. It had countless eyes as "it" looked down at the blue planet and cast its gaze at Klein's main body, which had established a connection with him due to "His" understanding!
As the crimson sea "receded," many potholes appeared on the moon's surface.
From the ground, the moon was no longer crimson. It was bright and cold, unchanged for billions of years.
Further away in the universe, the Brown Star, Orange Star, Crimson Star, Venus Star, and Blue Star flickered at the same time, as though they were blinking.
In the fog of history, bubbles appeared on the surface of Klein's body. In each bubble was a mutated Worm of Spirit. They bore the faces of Zhou Mingrui, Klein Moretti, German Sparrow, and Dawn Dantès as they tried their best to burrow out.
Klein's thoughts quickly turned chaotic. His entire Spirit Body seemed to be sliced apart by an invisible blade, but he still forced himself to finish chanting the last incantation.
"The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings!"
Without a sound, Klein's Spirit Body passed through the gray fog and entered Sefirah Castle. The power in the entire space boiled as it enveloped him, melting away wisps of black gas, red light, and bubbles, severing the invisible connection.
Nearly ten seconds later, Klein, who was struggling and rolling, finally regained his senses. He held onto the high-back chair and stood up.
Inside Chernobyl, Amon, who was standing at the edge of the cliff, nudged the crystal monocle he wore on his right eye and muttered to himself,
"You have a fast reaction …"
If Klein had been a second slower and fallen into that chaotic state, he wouldn't have been able to dispel the Historical Void projection in time. Then, Amon would've been able to deceive the connection between the projection and his actual body and directly appear in the corresponding historical fragment.
Above the gray fog, Klein sat down and rubbed his temples.
That Amon was indeed lying …
"He" should be an avatar that stayed behind in Chernobyl. After sensing my arrival, "He" was unable to bypass the historical projection and directly deal with "His" true body, and "He" might not have the strength of a Sequence 2 angel, "Therefore," He "hid somewhere between the cliff and the Chaos Sea." He "pretended to be an avatar that had just crawled out and was independent from" His "true body to carry out a deception …
On the surface, "He" tried to make me believe that my avatar was independent and that "He" could work together, making me focus on this. In fact, "He" had hidden the danger in "His" words …
Even if it's a normal conversation with the God of Deceit, "He" will still be deceived …
However, in order to achieve "His" goal, "He" has also given sufficient secrets …
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