Before his mind went into a blackout state, two thoughts flashed through Klein's mind.
How powerful. There's no way to resist it …
I wonder if there's a chance of resurrection in such a manner …
Just as his thoughts reverberated, Klein's vision turned pitch-black. He lost all his senses, as though he had entered the deepest dreamless slumber.
After an unknown period of time, the lightless and silent darkness suddenly shook. He vaguely felt something in his groggy state, believing that a cold wind was blowing at him.
His thoughts slowly broke free from the stillness as Klein slowly opened his eyes. He saw fog above him. The crimson moon was hidden in it, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Did I revive again? Or did I enter the Underworld? Even if it's the latter, the problem isn't too serious. I might even be able to get the skeleton messenger to help me contact Mr. Aztec. It's just that I'll have to become an undead creature or a spirit world creature in the future … Klein's thoughts were still a little heavy, as though someone had poured paste into his head. His thoughts involuntarily scattered.
Gradually, he sensed his body and heard the sound of his heart beating.
His mind quickly became clear. He believed that there was a high chance that he had been resurrected. Perhaps, he had even been thrown into the wilderness.
Pa!
Klein's joints cracked as he suddenly stood up. Without bothering to check his condition, he first observed his surroundings to confirm his surroundings.
The first thing that entered his eyes was the surrounding fog and the deep and cold night. Not far away, there was a small town.
The most eye-catching building in the town was a very ancient-styled, steepled cathedral. It was completely black in color and did not have a bell tower. There were pitch-black ravens circling the top of the cathedral.
There were many buildings scattered around the cathedral. There were ordinary two-story residences, simple wooden huts, bakeries with hanging signboards, and grayish-white mills powered by waterwheels. However, there were no pedestrians. They seemed to have fallen asleep in the quiet and peaceful night.
As a Seer, Klein instantly found the town very familiar, as though he had seen it somewhere before!
After a brief moment of recollection, he recalled what it represented.
This was the source of danger in the Battlefield of the Gods Ruins at night!
After entering the easternmost region of the Sonia Sea, if anyone didn't sleep or enter the World of Dreams when night fell, they would be discovered to have vanished without a trace when the sky lit up and noon arrived. Klein had once woken up from his dream because of the Saint of Darkness. He saw a mysterious and strange foggy town far away from the sea in a place shrouded in the night!
He even suspected that all the living beings that had disappeared during the night of the battle of the gods had entered that place.
Now, he was here, standing less than a hundred meters away from the foggy town!
Something to do with the night … The target would disappear, as if they were erased … The power of the higher-ups of the church was not to directly obliterate the enemy, but to send them here? Did the creatures that went missing in the ruins of the battlefield of the gods encounter something similar? But it's said that divination is unable to determine their whereabouts. It can only be interpreted that they might still be alive … Of course, it's also possible that I can be resurrected, which is why I'm here … Amidst his thoughts, Klein retracted his gaze and used his Clown powers to observe his condition.
He had already transformed back into Klein Moretti, but he was still wearing the black clergyman robe of the Keepers. There were no signs of damage on his body.
Having experienced all sorts of things, Klein quickly calmed down. He reached his right hand into his pocket and opened the iron cigar case. He took out the human-skinned glove that was folded inside and wore it on his left hand.
After confirming that Creeping Hunger could still be used, Klein picked up Aztec's copper whistle, brought it to his mouth, and blew at it.
However, he quickly activated his Spirit Vision, but the skeleton messenger didn't appear.
Klein wasn't too surprised by this situation. Instead, he felt that it was normal. After all, the people who had disappeared during the night of the battle of the gods in the easternmost region of the Sonia Sea had yet to be found. After all, over the years, there was no lack of Beyonders who could summon messengers, such as members of the Charismatic Order.
This place is directly isolated from the spirit world? From the looks of it, "Traveling" won't work … As expected of a member of the upper echelons sent by the Church to deal with the Great Smog of Backlund. By "sending" a target here, it's equivalent to eternal exile and imprisonment. It's impossible to contact the outside world using ordinary methods. Escaping from here is even difficult for a saint … Klein didn't panic as he was rather confident.
He immediately placed Aztec's copper whistle back into the iron cigar case and prepared to take four steps counterclockwise.
He wanted to use the method above the gray fog to break the imprisonment of the foggy town!
"The Immortal Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings …"
"The Celestial Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings …"
"The Celestial Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings …"
"The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
Klein spoke one sentence at a time as he quickly completed the ritual.
However, he didn't hear the familiar crazy ravings, nor did he see the endless grayish-white fog spreading in front of him.
This … Klein's pupils constricted as he fell into a daze for a few seconds.
This place could actually isolate his connection with the mysterious space above the gray fog!
This made it impossible for him to use his greatest trump card!
In the past, Klein had relied on his ability to head above the gray fog to escape many dangers. But now, this method had failed.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Phew, it feels like a cheat has been sealed … Klein lampooned to ease his tense emotions.
Based on his mysticism knowledge, he suspected that the foggy town in front of him was likely related to a true god. This was the only way to explain the problem of not being able to head above the gray fog.
This place has a close connection with the Evernight, and I was "sent" here after encountering a high-ranking member of the Church … Could it be a "prison" personally created by the Goddess? It's possible that "She" is the Mother of Concealment. Perhaps "She" can directly turn people and objects into a "concealed" state, making it impossible for anyone in the real World to ever find them … Klein thought seriously for a moment and decisively decided to enter the foggy town to explore. This was because it was the most likely place to hide the way to leave.
At this point, he no longer thought about whether he could summon Tarot in time.
Of course, there was no need to worry about this problem for the time being. He had already canceled this week's Tarot ahead of time. As the operation to steal the Antigonus family's notebook was rather dangerous and filled with variables, Klein suspected that he might die once and might not be able to revive in time today. Therefore, he decided to find a passable reason to let everyone prepare for another week.
After making up his mind, Klein immediately made the Wraith in his body appear beside him.
This marionette was already in an extremely bad state. The deathly cold aura seemed corporeal, making the control of his Spirit Body Threads somewhat sluggish.
Thankfully, I can barely use it for a few days … Also, Mr. A was wiped away by that high-ranking member of the Church. Perhaps he's living somewhere nearby. I have to be careful of him, who's practically a lunatic … Klein transformed into German Sparrow and made Admiral of Blood Señor walk in front as he walked towards the foggy town.
He followed the principles of a Marionettist that he had concluded and lagged behind, keeping a distance of at least 110 meters.
After this period of digesting, the limit of Klein's marionette control had been raised to 120 meters. The time needed to use Spirit Body Threads to gain initial control over a target and completely transform into a marionette had also been shortened. If he were to face an enemy with a Spirit Body of the same level, it would take 16 seconds, while the other would take four minutes.
In the silent World of Fog, Señor, who was wearing an old triangular hat and a dark red coat, didn't take long to enter the strange and mysterious town.
In the town, many houses' doors were still open, as though they were welcoming guests from a foreign land. With his marionette's vision, Klein saw that there was a half-eaten piece of white bread, a glass cup of red wine, and messy silver cutlery on the table inside …
It looked like someone was enjoying dinner, but there was no one there. The owners of the different houses seemed to have suddenly evaporated from life.
Evaporated … This word suddenly surfaced in Klein's mind as he hurriedly made Señor cast his gaze at the grayish-white mill.
In the mill, the stone mill was still spinning silently with the help of the wind, but there was no flour produced. There was a lot of flour scattered on the ground.
This scene is a little familiar. I seem to have heard of it somewhere … Klein frowned bit by bit. As he relied on his marionette, he continued observing the environment as he carefully recalled similar situations.
Just as he was wondering if he should use dream divination to ask his spirituality, the corresponding answer was finally found.
A similar scene appeared in the ancient ruins on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range!
According to historical records, the furnishings and decorations in the buildings were all preserved perfectly. The murals weren't damaged either. There were many dining plates on the tables, and there were signs of rotting … In some of the rooms, there were half-filled bottles of wine that had almost turned to water …
The discoverer mentioned that when he first saw such a scene, he even believed that the residents had instantly evaporated!
This foggy town is related to the ancient ruins on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range? It can't be. After going around in circles, I encountered it again? The muscles on Klein's face couldn't help but twitch. He was momentarily unwilling to believe the thoughts in his mind.
Of course, just the similarity of the scene wasn't enough for him to make such a judgment.
After taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, Klein forced himself to calm down. He continued controlling Wraith Señor and made him head deep into the foggy town.
At this moment, he heard light footsteps.
Klein's heart tightened as he hurriedly hid inside the mill. At the same time, he made his marionette stop.
In just a few seconds, Wraith Señor saw a woman walk out from a nearby alley.
This woman was dressed in a pure white robe. Her hair was loosely tied up, revealing her slender and fair neck. Her looks were extremely beautiful.
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