It can't be, I didn't go anywhere … Trouble's long legs came over by itself? Klein bared his teeth in a way that didn't match the German Sparrow standard, and he nearly drew a gasp.
The only reason that stopped him from doing so was that it would cause quite a commotion that would allow "trouble" to discover his hiding spot!
He, who was no longer a green Nighthawk, quickly made a decision. He held his breath and slowly stood up. He moved to the side of the metal bars without making a sound, and he calmly looked in the direction of the footsteps.
He believed that since hiding was no longer effective, he needed to confirm the situation related to the danger so that he could make the most appropriate choice!
Two miniature Sun circles appeared in his eyes. Klein waited for nearly a minute before he heard the footsteps grow heavier and clearer. It was followed by the sound of the metal door being pushed open and slamming into the wall.
Then, he saw a tall figure appear on the right side of the corridor.
The figure was nearly 2.5 meters tall and wore black armor that covered his entire body. The coldness he exuded seemed corporeal, as if he was a giant knight.
His aura was converged, and he was as silent as the deep sea. His eyes shone with a crimson glow, and he held a long and wide black sword in his hand.
Creak!
He pushed open the metal door of a cell, stepped in, and circled around as if he was searching for something.
Hiss … Is he looking for a particular prisoner? He'll definitely discover me this way … Klein hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should leave the cell before the other party approached and find another way out, or if he should attack and finish off the target quickly. Then, he could continue hiding there and wait for the dream to end.
After determining how much time he had to think, Klein quickly took off the topaz pendant on his left wrist and used a voice that only he could hear to make a divination.
"That knight was very powerful."
After quickly repeating it seven times, Klein opened his eyes and saw that the topaz pendant was spinning clockwise at a very fast speed.
This meant that the target was a very dangerous existence!
Without any hesitation or time to hesitate, Klein used the Beyonder powers of a Clown to control his muscles and pulled open the metal bars without making any extra movements.
Then, he took the opportunity when the black-armored knight entered another cell to sneak into the corridor and quickly moved to the left.
In the thick darkness, he listened to the movements behind him while maintaining a stealthy and swift movement. Soon, he made a turn and arrived in front of an iron door that seemed to be the exit.
After trying to push and pull, he realized that the metal door wasn't heavy. It was just that it had been locked by someone.
After thinking for two seconds, he took out the key he had picked up in the cell, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it without much hope.
With a slight clicking sound, the lock on the iron door was removed.
Is that even possible? Even though it's a dream, I can't just pick up a random key and turn it into an important tool … I was planning to use paper as a weapon, insert it into the gap of the door, and cut it piece by piece … Klein slowly pushed open the iron door, half doubtful and half complaining to himself.
What disappointed him was that behind the iron gate was not an exit, but a hall filled with junk.
After closing the door and locking it again, Klein circled around the messy items and searched for a possible door or path.
A few seconds later, he noticed an inconspicuous black wooden door in the corner. Hence, he carefully approached it and reached out to grab the handle.
The scene inside naturally surfaced in his mind. It was a storeroom, and on the right was a full-body mirror. On the right was a figure in a short linen robe.
There's someone there? That escaped prisoner? Having been forced out of his comfort zone, Klein decided to take the initiative. Therefore, he slowly twisted the handle and pushed open the black wooden door.
He wanted to roughly understand what was going on so that he could decide whether to flee or fight at the critical moment.
"Who is it?" the figure in the linen robe hurriedly asked in a whisper, his tone filled with despair and pain.
"An adventurer," Klein answered simply.
With his night vision, he could clearly see the figure's appearance.
It was a man with a weather-beaten face. His forehead, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth had deep wrinkles, but his hair was black and shiny, without a single strand of silver.
His linen robe was simple and unadorned. His expression was distorted due to the pain, and his rare pure black eyes were filled with unconcealable surprise and puzzlement.
"Adventurer?
"How did you get here?"
Klein maintained a certain distance from the man who could be considered young or old. He stood at the door and looked at him.
"It's a necessary courtesy to introduce yourself before asking questions."
As a Faceless, he had already grasped the man's characteristics from the short observation. Apart from the conflicting hair color and wrinkles, there was also a hideous old scar on his cheek.
The man was taken aback as he glanced worriedly at the hall.
"It's best you close the door. We can't be caught by that devil, otherwise …"
The muscles on his face visibly twitched, as if he had recalled something bad.
"Devil?" Klein muttered, reached out his hand, and closed the black wooden door.
The man heaved a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly.
"Sorry, I was indeed impolite just now.
"My name is Leomaster, an ascetic from a religious organization."
"A religious organization? From the looks of it, you aren't a believer of one of the seven deities. "Klein discovered a problem with the man's choice of words.
If he was an ascetic who believed in one of the seven deities, he could've said it directly. Even a priest of the Church of the Sun and a bishop of the Church of the Storm wouldn't come to blows the moment they met in such a dangerous place.
Leomaster gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Yes, I worship the original Creator. 'He' is an omniscient and omnipotent existence, the source of all greatness. 'He' is the beginning and also the end. 'He' is the god of all deities!"
This … Upon hearing that the man worshipped the original Creator, Klein's first reaction was that it was the Twilight Hermit Order.
However, there are indeed some small religions in the Northern and Southern Continents that worship the original Creator. There are quite a number of people who believe in the original Creator … Klein deliberated and asked,
"What's the name of your religious organization?
"How did you come here?"
Leomaster hesitated for a moment.
"The easternmost side of the Sonia Sea is where my Lord slumbers. 'His' holy mountain is hidden somewhere here. I led a pilgrimage team here in an attempt to witness a miracle and redeem myself.
"Perhaps it was a necessary test. We were captured by that devil, and we died one after another …
"Later, I seized the opportunity and escaped the cell. I hid here and waited for the devil to leave."
Klein thought for a moment.
"Do you know the name of that devil? What characteristics does he have? "
"Him?" Leomaster shook his head and said in puzzlement, "I don't know his exact name, but many pilgrims seem to know him. They address him as the Saint of Darkness."
Saint of Darkness? A demigod? Is this Leomaster's dream, or is it the demigod's dream? From the results of my divination, it should be the latter. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such great danger … Klein was just about to ask which organization Leomaster belonged to and figure out the Saint of Darkness's Beyonder powers when he suddenly noticed the full-body mirror in front of the ascetic through the corner of his eye.
In mysticism, a mirror was a passageway that connected a hidden and unknown World. It was very easy for terrifying accidents to happen. Therefore, Klein, who was in a dangerous dream, carefully walked over. He planned on using the powers of a Priest of Light to destroy the item.
"No, don't!" Leomaster seemed to sense Klein's intentions as he shouted in horror, "If not for it, I-I'll die immediately!"
Ah? Klein looked at the mirror in puzzlement.
Although the environment was abnormally dark, the mirror clearly reflected two figures. One of them was the wrinkled, raven-haired Leomaster, and the other was the thin, black-haired, brown-eyed German Sparrow who wore a cap.
At that moment, while Klein didn't take any action, the German Sparrow in the mirror slowly turned his head and revealed a sinister smile at him!
The mirror's surface suddenly rippled as a hand reached out.
Klein blinked his eyes, and the German Sparrow who looked identical to him crawled out of the mirror. His face was tainted with an obvious gloominess due to the darkness!
It's terrifying … Unfortunately, I don't look like German Sparrow. Therefore, you didn't scare me … If Zhou Mingrui were to crawl out of the mirror, I'd probably wake up from the fright … Klein calmly looked at his opponent and raised his left hand. A layer of sunlight flowed over it.
The sinister German Sparrow laughed as he similarly raised his left hand, causing his glove to suffuse a noble but sinister black color.
This corresponded to the powers of a Baron of Corruption!
My clone? Klein thought for a moment before he raised his right hand with a deadpan expression.
In his palm was a short, milky-white scepter that had appeared out of nowhere. The scepter's tip was embedded with a circle of azure-blue "gems."
Sea God Scepter!
Although the actions in a dream had to conform to logic to achieve the desired effects, Klein suspected that the illusory World was unable to affect the gray fog or the mysterious space. Therefore, he had attempted to simplify the ritual process, telling himself that the Sea God Scepter was stored in a unique region similar to the spirit world. He could retrieve it whenever he wanted.
The outcome of the attempt delighted Klein. Indeed, the World of dreams was unable to distinguish the difference between the unique region in the spirit world and the world above the gray fog. Under the premise that the Sea God Scepter belonged to him, this demigod-level Sealed Artifact had been "retrieved"!
It really works … Otherwise, I'll have to engage in an intense battle with him … Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
He similarly believed that the mirror was unable to replicate the parts related to the gray fog.
The sinister German Sparrow looked opposite him in a daze. He instinctively raised his hand, but his right palm was empty.
Then, he saw countless bolts of silver lightning shoot out, enveloping him in layers. It made him expend Paper Figurine Substitutes one after another, but he was unable to jump out of the region.
Sizzle. A gigantic lightning ball illuminated the narrow room that made it impossible to dodge. Following that, it vanished with the German Sparrow in the mirror.
For some reason, Klein felt a baffling sense of calmness at that moment. It was as though he had entered the time of a sage.
He turned his head and looked at Leomaster again.
"What's the name of the religious organization you joined?"
Leomaster trembled as he replied, "Aurora Order …"
Aurora Order?
Aurora Order? Klein was stunned as he couldn't help but prick up his brows.
At that moment, there was a loud thud outside. The locked door seemed to have been kicked open.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The heavy, drum-like footsteps headed straight for the corner, as though it had discovered Klein and Leomaster's hiding spot.
Klein suspected that the commotion from the Lightning Storm had alerted the Saint of Darkness!
There's no way to hide … With the Sea God Scepter in hand, Klein kicked the black wooden door to the storeroom, sending it flying towards the Saint of Darkness!
As the wooden door tumbled, he saw his target's appearance clearly.
At some point in time, the knight in black armor had pushed up his visor, revealing a face with deep wrinkles. A few strands of raven-black hair were revealed, as well as an old scar on his cheek.
He looked identical to Leomaster. Even the minute features were identical!
The only difference was that his eyes were emitting a crimson glow.
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