363 High-level Authority (2/2)
After a few seconds, the gray fog and the mysterious space above it returned to its previous tranquility, as if no one had stepped inside for thousands of years.
Klein focused again and saw that the blurry figure of Little Sun was no longer entangled with the twisted and incorporeal entity.
Phew! Unable to stop himself, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he conjured the contrasting image from before and threw them at the manifested figure of Little Sun in the crimson rays of light, allowing him to fully comprehend them.
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In the Berg household in the City of Silver.
Derrick felt both awake and adrift at the same time.
It was as if he could see shadows of ineffable shapes, different colors of light that contained endless knowledge, and a majestic, tall, golden figure looking down upon everything.
This figure stood beside Mr. Fool in the thick gray fog, with twelve pairs of huge, dark, mysterious wings on his back.
Not only did his body and mind become warm and pure, but he also seemed to understand what was called sunlight. He had even figured out Holy Water Creation, as well as the knowledge to exorcise evil spirits.
It also contained images he couldn't understand, such as a towering, hidden pyramidal mausoleum.
In that intoxicating spiritual experience, it was as if he had returned to his most carefree childhood, to the lands where the sun shone in his imagination, and it was only when everything was gone and the simple furnishings of his room came into view that he snapped back to his senses.
Is this the secret deed ritual as referenced in textbooks? For more than two thousand years, no one in the City of Silver has succeeded before. No one has been able to come into contact with a mighty existence… At that moment, Derrick's low spirits and loneliness lessened. A heartfelt smile beamed on his face.
The Fool's so-called experiment was to confirm whether our City of Silver's environment can perform a secret deed ritual? That wondrous feeling of all that knowledge was the payment ”He” gave me? Derrick lowered his head again and said with great respect, ”Thank you, Mr. Fool!”
Right at this moment, a grayish-white fog suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the center of the fog was a lofty chair. It was the leisurely seated Fool.
Then, Derrick saw himself covered in a transparent, illusory shadow.
The figure wore a black classic robe, a matching pointed hat, and a crystal monocle hung from its face. It coiled around his body like a python!
This… Amon wasn't dead! He evaded the detection of the mystical items and the attention of His Excellency, and he became a parasite on my Spirit Body! Derrick's eyes widened, and he saw himself as he was now, no longer entangled by Amon.
Did Mr. Fool notice him and finish him? Derrick's sunken heart calmed down while cold sweat trickled down his forehead due to the lingering fear. His face, on the other hand, displayed an expression of instinctive reverence.
He subconsciously followed the words described in the mythology course and said, ”Praise you, the mighty Mr. Fool!”
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Somewhere in the deep darkness, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the surroundings.
This was a plain that was filled with ravines, and a dark-green single-eyed giant was wandering about subconsciously.
His eyes were lifeless, and his face was covered with traces of rotting pus. Grayish-yellow gas permeated from his body and interwoven in the air, forming many clouds.
And beneath his feet, in the darkest ravine on the plain, there was a figure standing at the edge, overlooking the land below.
With the help of the lightning, a thick and broad grayish-white building could be vaguely seen at the bottom of the ravine.
The figure was dressed in a black classic robe and a pointed cap of the same color. It had curly black hair, black eyes, a broad forehead, and thin cheeks. It looked identical to the phantom Derrick Berg had seen.
He raised his hand and pinched the crystal monocle. Then, he turned his head to the left and looked into the distance.
”As expected…” he suddenly whispered, in the language of ancient Feysac.
After pausing for a moment, the man smiled and said the words, ”The Fool.”
Before he finished speaking, he had already jumped into the ravine in front of him.
At this moment, the lightning subsided for a second, and darkness completely enveloped the world.
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After eliminating the fatal threat, Klein returned to the real world, once again feeling the urgent need to advance his Sequence.
The Amon that I eliminated wasn't the main body. If he truly is interested in the mysterious space above the gray fog, he will soon return to the City of Silver. At that time, I wonder if the two legendary mystical items and the three Demon Hunters will be able to stop him…
For a mere clone to be so bizarre and terrifying, one can imagine how powerful his main body is… Therefore, I need to conclude the rest of the Magician rules as soon as possible and, through digestion and advancement, better grasp the mysterious space above the gray… Perhaps, the City of Silver's Shepherd elder will be used. If she really is corrupted by the True Creator…
Klein opened the bathroom door and went down to the first floor while in deep thought.