Creak! Creak!
The doors and windows in Baekeland, Trier, Lenburg, and St. Millom closed at the same time without any wind blowing.
In the headquarters of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, inside a white tower.
Lucca, who was on duty in the underground area, suddenly stood up when he sensed the unusual commotion.
As a Prophet, he acutely sensed that something was happening.
This elder, who was wearing a white robe with brass threads, immediately used a mystic spell and arrived at the entrance to the underground area in one step. He reached out and pushed the door open.
However, this door, which wasn't considered heavy for a demigod, didn't move at all, as though it had been sealed by an invisible force.
Lucca Brewster didn't make any forceful attempts. Instead, he cast his gaze deep underground.
There was silence. Not a single sound could be heard.
This isn't normal … Lucca didn't need to rely on his Beyonder powers to determine that something was amiss.
Usually, deep underground would emit a sound that made one's hair stand on end. But now, it had vanished as though it had never appeared.
Others might not know, but as a member of the upper echelons of the Church of Knowledge, Lucca knew that the sound came from an extremely terrifying Sealed Artifact that even he didn't know the exact situation. It was impossible for it to be erased out of thin air.
The current situation could only mean one thing:
Either the Sealed Artifact had escaped its restrictions and entered an even stranger state, or it had been sealed further, no longer able to exert any influence on the outside world.
And regardless of which possibility it was, it meant that there was extreme danger lurking in the surroundings. This was because the Sealed Artifact's serial number was:
0-01!
At the top of the remaining bell tower in Bayam, the light on Amon's monocle gradually faded as it returned to normal.
This Mr. Error had just unabashedly displayed his newly obtained Beyonder powers, indicating a fact to all the existences that were watching him:
"He" had already accommodated the Door's Uniqueness and obtained the corresponding authority!
"He" had just used this to close everything related to the concept of "Door" in the World, maximizing the effects of the seal.
This resulted in the items that were sealed in the orthodox Churches and secret organizations being unable to be used for a short period of time, because no one could remove the seal.
Even if a true god descended from the astral world, it might take a certain amount of time to remove the restrictions.
Therefore, Amon excluded most of the Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts from the possible battle of gods, so he didn't need to consider the corresponding interference.
Of course, using authority to exert influence on the entire world couldn't be maintained for long unless Mr. Error Amon focused all his energy on this matter. It was precisely because of this that he didn't do it ahead of time. Only when he observed the disturbance in Klein's anchor did he suddenly activate it.
The stronger a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact was, the more terrifying the negative effects were. It was even more so for those that could affect deities. Even a Sequence 0 true god might not be able to withstand it for too long. Therefore, true gods wouldn't remove the seal unless they needed to use it. Otherwise, it would bring greater interference to "Them," and the gains wouldn't be able to make up for the losses.
After doing this, Amon supported himself with his palm and gently leaped up. He sat on the handrail at the top of the bell tower without any semblance of a true god.
As "He" looked at the horizon, "He" leisurely waited for the concealment to be lifted. The ritual to accommodate The Fool's Uniqueness had officially begun.
At that time, he would sound the death knell for the other party.
…
Inside the Evernight Goddess's secret World.
Klein's consciousness was like a sailboat in a storm under the repeated impacts of the awakened will of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings and Antigonus's self-awareness and mental imprint. At times, he would be thrown high, smacked down, eroded, and pushed.
This made his thoughts extremely chaotic. He almost split into two different personalities — Antigonus and the Lord of the Mysteries.
At the same time, his avatar had also lost its rationality. It was in a state where it was about to collapse into a maggot vortex. Only the marionette was standing there in a daze without anyone controlling it.
The prayers and praises of the believers echoed in Klein's ears, forming a corresponding cognitive image.
It was like a dam, bitterly resisting the surging flood.
Klein wasn't too unfamiliar with such a situation. After becoming an Attendant of Mysteries and devouring the Beyonder characteristic related to Zaratul, he had a similar experience. Therefore, with the help of the anchors, he had survived the initial chaos. He had skillfully directed Antigonus's self-awareness and mental imprint to the awakened will of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings, allowing the two to corrode and entangle each other.
The rampaging mental storm weakened significantly, and Klein's self-awareness finally had a chance to catch a breather.
Before he calmed down, he immediately led the image of the deity formed by the anchors into the entanglement of the two mental corruption in an attempt to find a new balance.
However, it didn't go smoothly. Compared to the previous time, the essence, toughness, and madness of Antigonus's mental imprint were clearly stronger than Zaratul's. After all, this was a King of Angels who had accommodated the Uniqueness and was known as The Half-Fool.
Furthermore, he had stolen the other party's identity and fate. This brought about two other negative effects:
His personality was constantly on the verge of splitting apart. From time to time, he would believe that he was Antigonus, attempting to fuse the other party's mental imprint with his own mind. He had inherited the fate of Antigonus losing control and going crazy. His entire body was collapsing uncontrollably, bringing about even more mental corruption.
In addition, Antigonus's mental imprint and the awakened will of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings weren't completely incompatible. In certain aspects of the "battlefield," "They" showed signs of fusing as one, as though they originated from the same existence.
This confirmed one of Klein's guesses. As a natural Mythical Creature, Antigonus was born with a certain will of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth. When "He" advanced to Attendant of Mysteries, this problem suddenly became serious, causing "Him" to undergo an unfathomable mutation. When "He" accommodated The Fool's Uniqueness, madness seemed to become a side of "Him."
In other words, before Antigonus completely lost control, his mind was already a stitched monster to a certain extent. "His" self-awareness and mental imprint belonged to the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings, and this couldn't be separated during "Theft."
Compared to "Him," Zaratul's mental imprint was much cleaner. Only a small portion belonged to the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings. Most of it came from Zaratul's intense emotions before "His" death.
The reason why the two were different was that, apart from Antigonus's additional accommodation of The Fool's Uniqueness, the former had become an Attendant of Mysteries at the beginning of the Fourth Epoch. At that time, the will of the Celestial Worthy hadn't weakened to the extent of the late Fifth Epoch.
Unable to form a new balance, Klein's rate of collapse accelerated. Most of his body was already made up of transparent and twisted maggots, and they extended out slippery and sinister tentacles.
Just as he was trying his best to maintain his self-awareness and search for a new balance without giving up, his collapsed body, Antigonus's crazy mind, and the awakened will of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings entered a slumber at the same time.
This caused all the changes to come to an abrupt halt and return to normal.
As for Klein's self-awareness, with the help of his special ability to resist dreams and the invasion of his mind, he maintained a sliver of lucidity in such a deep slumber.
This … Yes, I've stolen not only the fate of Antigonus losing control and going crazy, but also the fate of "Him" falling into eternal slumber … And I can resist eternal slumber to a certain extent … Klein grabbed that sliver of lucidity and gained a certain understanding of his current state.
To him, this was an opportunity.
It was only at this moment that he fully understood why the Evernight Goddess needed the River of Eternal Darkness's water as a medium to attempt this.
This wasn't only because it was very difficult for a King of Angels who had accommodated the Uniqueness and the awakened will of the Lord of the Mysteries in "His" body to temporarily enter a state of eternal slumber. It was also because the state of eternal slumber was beneficial to Klein. This could create an excellent environment where only a sliver of his will could move while all other disturbances were asleep!
At the same time, Klein also confirmed something:
The reason why he could remain lucid when his dream and mind were invaded wasn't entirely because of the uniqueness brought about by Sefirah Castle, but because the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings in his body was also in a deep slumber.
Although the Lord of the Mysteries's awakening was still very limited, "His" level and connection with Sefirah Castle was undoubtedly stronger than the current Klein. "He" couldn't completely resist the corrosion of eternal slumber, so why could Klein?
Therefore, Klein believed that part of his uniqueness in this aspect stemmed from the Evernight Goddess's blessing. It was a gift he had received when he was born.
The blessing given by a true deity who wielded partial authority in the dream domain and the aura, power, and mysticism of Sefirah Castle combined to form such a special characteristic!
A gentle song that seemed to come from the depths of a dream sounded as Klein's lucidity deepened.
Without any hesitation, he immediately adjusted the slumbering imprint and corruption in his body and found a new balance.
Right on the heels of that, he extended out slippery tentacles with strange patterns. He mobilized the power of Sefirah Castle and stole The Fool's Uniqueness from Antigonus's body.
Perhaps it was because he was now Antigonus, but the theft didn't fail many times before succeeding.
A translucent mask engraved with The Fool's symbol flew out of Antigonus's body!
The man with a thick black beard remained asleep, as though he was in eternal slumber.
At the same time, the blurry fog dissipated as illusory starlight shone into the hall.
This ancient palace suddenly appeared in the dark and mysterious astral world, at the peak of the Hornacis mountain range's main peak.
The concealment had been removed, and fate began to interact.
At this moment, on a certain mountain peak in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, a faint shadow curtain appeared on the surface of the huge cross. A crack opened as a man walked out.
"He" was Adam, who wore a simple white robe and had a thick golden beard. Behind "Him" was a thick shadow with five heads.
The shadow had partially fused with "Him," but it had yet to completely become one.
Adam looked up at the astral world that was distorted by authority and symbols. He smiled calmly at the shadow behind him.
"From the looks of it, 'They' still don't know why I'm using Visionary as my foundation.
"I've never told anyone about this research result."
Just as "He" finished speaking, "He" said with a solemn expression:
"I'm One, and also Everyone. I'm the beginning, and also the end."
"His" eyes suddenly turned illusory as a sea that seemed to contain all colors and possibilities appeared around "Him."
Adam then raised "His" hand and grabbed the silver cross pendant hanging in front of "His" chest.
Above "His" head, a blazing but illusory Sun immediately appeared. On "His" left, lightning, gales, waves, and other symbols intertwined to form a phantom that looked down on everything. On "His" right, a white tower with many brass eyes rose from the ground.
These imaginary authorities and symbols entered Adam's body one after another under the push of the sea of Chaos.
Finally, the shadow that was tightly attached to Adam's back shrank into "His" body.
Suddenly, the sea that contained all colors and possibilities rose up. Adam swelled into a gigantic figure of light that seemed to be able to support the world.
This figure of light slowly walked on the chaotic black "water surface." "He" raised "His" hand and pointed at the astral world.
"Let there be light!"
In a blink of an eye, the entire astral world lit up. There were no more secrets that could be hidden. Even the invisible barrier that separated Earth from the astral world and the entire universe appeared.
At this time, a terrifying giant face that could not be described in detail was stuck to the transparent, cracked barrier, silently watching the changes in the scene inside.
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