Bornova Gustav … Klein's gaze slid past the young man's face and landed on the floating items and the puppet formed from metal parts.
The puppet has a very postmodern style … Some of the laws of physics here seem to have changed to a certain extent … Klein nodded thoughtfully.
"I want to take away that magic mirror."
He stated his request very calmly.
Bornova's expression didn't change, as though he was just a puppet.
"You're a Blessed of Evernight?"
"For the time being, I guess," Klein said with a smile.
Bornova then nodded.
"Then take it away."
Does he think that I'm claiming the spoils of war for the Church of Evernight? Klein didn't explain. He only politely took off his top hat and bowed slightly.
"Thank you very much."
As he spoke, Klein's figure suddenly faded and disappeared.
He had only come as a projection from a Historical Void.
Following that, nothing happened in the carriage where Ikanser and the Machinery Hivemind member were.
Of course, they were only in a historical scene, and the true situation of the carriage had unknowingly been concealed.
On a carriage more than ten kilometers away from the steam locomotive, a mirror suddenly appeared in Klein's hand.
It was completely silver in color, and the patterns on its back were ancient and mysterious. There was an eye-like decoration on each side of the front.
"Don't speak," Klein instructed simply as he faced the mirror.
"Yes, Great and Supreme Master." Light silver words quickly floated out from the depths of the mirror.
Klein then took out a pen and paper, and with the magic mirror as a pad, he prepared to write a letter.
He thought for a moment, and with a faint smile, he wrote:
"Dear Mr. Aztec,
"It seems like it's been a long time since I wrote to you, because I went to the Forsaken Land of the Gods and had a wonderful trip.
"There are only two types of living beings there. One is a living intelligent creature, and the other is a monster. And those intelligent races either bear a curse or have obvious abnormalities. It's even more tragic than I imagined.
"I tried to help them. It wasn't just for the ritual, for the anchor, and to satisfy my own sense of pity. It had meaning in itself …
Putting aside the suffering, the entire situation in the Forsaken Land of the Gods is completely different from the outside world. It's like an oil painting with black as the main color … What's surprising is that Artificial Death can affect the undead creatures here to a certain extent. Back then, I was very puzzled. Today, I finally have a guess. I suspect that this is related to one of the nine sefirot, the River of Eternal Darkness …
"This reminds me of the spirit world city, Calderón City. I thought of the phoenix accessory made of gold that you once mentioned … Rumor has it that the Phoenix Ancestor and Death from the Fourth Epoch can use the River of Eternal Darkness to a certain extent. I wonder what you know about this?
"The war that lasted for more than a year has finally ended. The Evernight Goddess has obtained the final victory, and the God of Combat has perished as a result. I believe that with your level and status, you should know what this means …
"No matter what, the long-awaited peace has arrived, and people are gradually returning to their normal lives. This is a scene that I like, but some pain may never be healed …
"I don't know if the apocalypse will descend on time, nor do I know when you will wake up. I can only hope that everything will develop in a good direction.
"Finally, let's talk about something trivial. I've already advanced to Sequence 2 and become a Miracle Invoker. This is both a curse and a hope.
"I wish you well, your eternal student, Klein Moretti."
After writing it, Klein checked it carefully before folding the letter. He blew Aztec's copper whistle and summoned the skeleton messenger.
When the gigantic messenger emerged from the ground, all its bones trembled, as though it had sensed the aura of the great ruler above the spirit world.
Klein chuckled and handed the letter to the messenger of unknown numbers. He watched it bow clumsily before disintegrating into a fountain of bones that burrowed into the ground.
After doing this, Klein cast his gaze at the magic mirror on his thigh.
Sensing his gaze, the aqueous light on the surface of the mirror fluctuated as silver words appeared:
"Great Master, where do we go next?"
Where to? Klein repeated the question inwardly. He really wanted to directly "Teleport" to the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and enter the ancient palace between reality and the foggy town. He wanted to see if there was a chance to take away the most useful Card of Blasphemy from the Antigonus family's Half-Fool.
With his current strength, which was equivalent to more than half a Sequence 1, this wasn't an impossible mission. Back when Zaratul was a Sequence 2, he was able to obtain the main ingredient of Attendant of Mysteries from The Half-Fool.
Of course, the premise of all of this was that the Evernight Goddess maintained the suppression and seal on the Antigonus family's ancestor.
Hence, the matter circled back to the deal with the Evernight Goddess.
Now, I'm already the owner of Sefirah Castle. I can separate a portion of the Worms of Spirit to stay above the gray fog and constantly respond to prayers. This way, apart from having a certain latent danger to my mental state, there are quite a few benefits in other aspects. Yes, I can support my main body at any time, and I also have another means of resurrection … Even if my main body is completely destroyed, I can rely on the Worms of Spirit above the gray fog to reassemble my will and body … However, if the part of me that walks in the real world is "Concealed," and my connection with Sefirah Castle is severed, the remaining Worms of Spirit will lose control and turn into monsters, just like Zaratul back then … Klein quickly analyzed the situation and felt that with his current strength, it was best not to venture deep into the spirit world's Calderón City for the time being.
Even if he were to search for clues to the River of Eternal Darkness, he would have to wait until he fulfilled many wishes and reached the level of a true Miracle Invoker.
With this in mind, Klein patted the magic mirror and smiled.
"Next, let's go wandering together.
"Do you have anywhere you want to go?"
"Trier, no, I'll go wherever you want to go," Arrodes replied humbly.
Klein smiled, jumped off the carriage, and walked towards the nearest city.
The carriage continued running for a few meters before disappearing inch by inch, returning to the fog of history.
At the same time, Klein's trench coat turned into a black robe, and his top hat changed shape, giving him a classical vibe.
This made him look like a wandering magician who traversed the streets and alleys.
…
In a relatively intact house in Baekeland.
Dressed in a holy white robe, the beautiful Demoness of Unaging, Katarina, put down the mirror in her hand and turned her head to the young man who was rocking a reclining chair beside her.
"The war is over. They've finally decided to summon me back to headquarters."
"I've been waiting for this day for too long." The young man sitting on the reclining chair tsked.
He wore a black robe with red patterns. He had soft lines, brown skin, and a slightly pale face. He was none other than the Gatekeeper who had been possessed by the Red Angel evil spirit.
Katarina pressed down on the table with both hands and sat down. The corners of her mouth curled up.
The corners of her lips curled up as she said, "You don't seem anxious at all."
"When you've been imprisoned underground with two detestable fellows for a thousand to two thousand years without being able to escape, you will know that waiting for a year or two is very relaxing and satisfying. I'm not anxious at all," the Red Angel evil spirit said with a chuckle. "When this matter is over, if you're curious, I'll let you experience it. Of course, I'll remember to throw you two male companions. As for how long you can use them, it will depend on how much you restrain yourself."
When he said this, the Red Angel evil spirit's face didn't show the two mouths to retort, because to "Them," this was the truth.
He and the two detestable fellows had been imprisoned underground for a thousand to two thousand years without being able to escape.
Upon hearing this answer, Katarina's eyes darted around slightly.
She smiled and asked, "Aren't you worried that you'll be discovered by the Primordial when you go to our headquarters?"
"So what? There's always a need to take risks when doing things. Furthermore, the worst outcome is to fuse with 'Him.' I'm already three-in-one now, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to become four-in-one, "Sauron Einhorn Medici said as though he didn't care.
"Then let's set off," Katarina lightly jumped off the table and said with a smile.
Just as she said that, a red-haired man with a flag mark between his eyebrows appeared in her eyes.
The Gatekeeper in the black robe with red patterns instantly lost his breath. His skin and flesh rapidly rotted, turning into yellowish-green pus.
In just a few seconds, there was only a white skeleton and the Beyonder characteristic left on the reclining chair.
Katarina beckoned with her hand, allowing the Beyonder characteristic to be pulled by invisible threads into her palm.
Right on the heels of that, her body lost its corporeal feeling as she suddenly drilled into the mirror she had previously used.
A dark and illusory path that didn't seem real appeared in front of the Saintess of White. It connected with the similar objects in the surrounding area to form a complicated and mysterious "spider web," interweaving into a strange World that was different from reality.
Katarina quickly shuttled through the Mirror World and approached the target node.
At that moment, she felt a powerful suction force. She couldn't help but deviate from the path and cast herself into a dark and blurry fog. In the real World, it represented a mirror.
In the blink of an eye, Katarina and the Red Angel evil spirit left the mirror and arrived in an unfamiliar room covered in carpets.
At the edge of the room, a young man with ordinary facial features and dressed in common clothes leaned against the staircase's railing, smiling at the Demoness of White.
His left hand was constantly tossing an item. It was a strange crown covered in rust and blood.
Without waiting for Katarina to react, the young man took out a crystal monocle and wore it on his left eye.
"Heh …" The Red Angel evil spirit's sneer echoed in Katarina's mind.
In the next second, the young man took off the monocle and moved it to his right eye.
Then, he smiled and said, "Sorry, I wore it in the wrong place."
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