When the ‘Knowledge Wilderness’ spans countless time and space, trying to influence Klein.
‘Origin Castle’ counterattacked instinctively.
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"Where am I?"
"Miss Audrey?"
"Your Majesty Bernadette?"
As far as the eye can see, there is white mist.
Klein shouted around.
But didn't get any response.
He remained calm and quietly lowered the citrine on his wrist.
A thought came into my mind.
The crystal rotates clockwise, indicating that there is no danger for the time being.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief.
There was a pause.
He stretched out his hand again, trying to touch the fog composed of countless broken light spots in front of him.
Not surprisingly, I found nothing.
Klein pondered.
Finally, he came to the answer - he was probably dragged into the 'historical pore'.
Sequence 3 of the 'Fool' path is an ancient scholar, and one of his most distinctive extraordinary abilities is the ability to summon images from the pores of history.
This image can be a person or an object. The more detailed and real you understand the corresponding history and things, the greater the probability of success and the longer it will last.
However, he had just been promoted to the 'Cunning Mage' not long ago, and even though the effect of the promotion ceremony was surprisingly good, the potion was still a little short of being fully digestible.
There is no reason why he entered the historical void.
Because of the flood of knowledge just now?
Klein shook his head, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart.
He studied the broken light spots around him.
He was surprised to find that some of the light spots were very familiar to him.
——That is the "history" that Klein has already understood.
Since he couldn't go back for a while, he might as well start studying here.
Klein walked into one of the spots of light.
The history recorded in the light spot is clearly the ‘Backlund Great Smog Incident’.
He thought about it.
He began to stir up the fog of history with the Source Castle in his body.
Don't say it yet.
This operation of stuck bug really made him succeed!
Countless 'hooks' composed of gray mist drew out from the light spots a beautiful woman dressed in a very mismatched style.
That was the former 'Bernadette'.
"Hello, Your Majesty Bernadette." Klein waved his palm in front of Bernadette's projection, "Can you hear me?"
Bernadette looked cold and said nothing.
Klein couldn't help but feel discouraged.
He originally wanted to get in touch with Bernadette herself in this way.
But now it seems.
This plan was ruined.
Klein dispersed Bernadette's projection, and then with great difficulty captured Will Asceptin's projection.
In a cradle, a plump baby lay sadly.
Klein looked a little pale.
Even with the Source Castle and an external spiritual reserve device (black iron cross), the angel's projection is still too difficult for him today.
If you are in the real world, you will be sucked dry if you are not sure.
Taking a deep breath, he asked: "Your Majesty Will, are you here? Can you hear my voice?"
The baby stared at Klein curiously.
After a full four or five seconds, he spoke in an old-fashioned tone: "No wonder my spiritual warning failed, it turns out it's you, kid."
As the dog-legger of ‘destiny’, this mercury snake is very slippery.
He usually lives a peaceful life and does not have to do any dirty or tiring work.
Unexpectedly, I was caught by Klein today.
Will Asceptin secretly thought that after all, he was a member of the Church of Fools and the 'most beloved angel of the Lord'. After eating so much ice cream, it didn't matter if he helped out occasionally.
He cleared his throat, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Klein felt happy.
Tell Will Asceptin what happened to you.
Will Asceptin suddenly felt something was wrong.
Here...
"Wait." He said to Klein, and then gently closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, the mercury snake changed his previous attitude and said: "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this matter."
After saying that, he actually left without looking back.
Together with the historical projection, it also dissipated.
The Klein people were stupid.
no.
What's going on?
Aren’t we in the same group?
Klein couldn't help but frown.
Think back to Will Asceptin's change in attitude just now.
A suspicion arose in his mind: Could it be Jon's handiwork from beginning to end?
Um……
The more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes.
Klein twitched the corner of his mouth.
If so, then everything makes sense.
However, for his own safety, he took the initiative to contact the other party.
——By grabbing historical projections.
"Huh, being able to do this means you have figured out something."
Jon (projection) is just like himself, handsome, good-looking, and deserves a beating.
Klein said angrily: "What the hell are you doing? Why did you send me here."
"Don't worry." Jon glanced around and spoke slowly: "You know I never do meaningless things. The reason why I spend so much time sending you into the pores of history is naturally justified by me."
"So, what's your point?" Klein took a step forward.
Jon smiled, "Of course I'm giving you some means to save your life. I've already said that the place you're going to next is very dangerous."
Klein:???
He asked in confusion: "Your so-called life-saving method is to let me learn to summon historical projections in advance?"
"Not entirely accurate." Jon pointed to the fog that extended into the distance, "Maybe you can go deep into it to find the answer."
"I think you want me to die!" Klein said, pretending to be angry.
Delving into the mists of history?
Stop kidding me, boss.
I'm only at Sequence 4.
A mere demigod.
Isn't this a joke?
Jon seemed to see through Klein's mind and said: "Let's not talk about anything else, but don't you have a velvet curtain given by the goddess of the night?
That’s a good thing, it can protect you from getting lost here.”
Velvet curtain?
Klein was slightly startled.
"Friendly statement, that curtain is an imitation of an extraordinary item, but even if it is an imitation, the quality is amazing enough, at least it is enough for you now."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jon said with loving eyes: "Baby, don't let Dad and Mom down."
Klein:!!!
Who the hell are you taking advantage of by leaving it here?
Besides, is Grandma referring to the goddess of the night?
snort!
Those who blaspheme will be punished by the goddess sooner or later.
With this thought in his mind, Klein honestly found the curtain given by the goddess of the night.
Throw it over yourself like a cloak.
He obviously found that the historical fog around him became more active.
Tsk.
Not good.
Throwing him into the fog of history, the goddess of the night also had a hand in it...
Klein thought secretly.
He raised his head and wanted to say something to Jon again.
Only to find that the historical projection of the other party has disappeared.
And I couldn't get it out no matter how hard I tried, so I had no choice but to give up.
"Forget it, it's better to be plotted by one's own people than to be plotted by others." Klein murmured to himself, but decided to follow Jon's advice and delve into the fog of history.
Through the classics of the Church of the Night, he knew whether the combat effectiveness of the 'ancient scholars' was strong or weak.
The more you understand history, the more powerful the projections you pull out will be.
If he were a scumbag who didn't understand anything, his combat effectiveness would probably be at the bottom among the saints.
He walked forward wearing a velvet curtain.
Keep going, keep going.
Soon, Klein saw the scene of his ‘birth’.
Even if there has been enough psychological construction before.
But his heart was still confused.
Fortunately, Klein was already a mature Beyonder and quickly adjusted his mentality.
"The past cannot be changed, what matters is... the future."
Taking "birth" as the line, Klein crossed it without any regrets.
Further forward, he saw another acquaintance.
"Your Majesty Reinette..."
Klein couldn't help but sigh when he saw the 'Broken Angel' of their church being killed by the evil god Si'a, and then resurrected in the spiritual world in a strange state.
Continuing forward, Klein saw the first meeting between classmate Leonard and Grandpa Pales.
Then there was a "traveller" from the Abraham family. He encountered the yellow light Venitan. Venitan predicted: "Within two hundred years, the gaze will be cast from the stars, and the earth will be torn apart, and everything in the world will cease to exist."
"The end." Klein's heart was a little heavy.
He was half-conscious.
Everything you should know and what you shouldn't know is known.
After gently clenching his fist, Klein calmed down and moved forward.
——Russell Gustav was forcibly promoted to the Black Emperor, was assassinated by the Eternal Sun Church and the Sauron family, and died in the White Maple Palace.
——Russell Gustave discovered a new waterway and reopened the northern and southern continents.
——Russell Gustav changed the Republic of Intis into an empire and called himself ‘Caesar’.
——Russell Gustav changed the Kingdom of Intis into a republic and served as consul. He fought in the north and south, and brought Lundborg and other countries under his protection, causing the three powerful countries in the northern continent to bow their heads one after another.
——Roselle Gustave enabled the Church of the God of Craftsmen to obtain the first public oracle since the Fifth Age. The God of Craftsmen was renamed the "God of Steam and Machinery", and Russell was the "Son of Steam".
Old Huang!
how old are you!
Why is it always you!
But thanks to my fellow countrymen.
Klein is now confident enough to summon the historical projections of 'Son of Steam Russell', 'Caesar Russell' and 'Black Emperor Russell' in the real world.
Thanks.
Thank you for expanding my combat power, Liado.
Klein clasped his palms together and muttered softly.
He goes deeper and deeper, and the 'Black Iron Age' will soon end.
What followed was the Fourth Age, the Age of the Gods.
In the Pale Age, Klein witnessed the 'Emperor of Hades' and the 'Original Witch' working together to launch the Pale Catastrophe, cracks appeared in the invisible barrier of the 'Primary Creator', and the gods lifted the Kingdom of God to the star realm.
During the period of the Four Emperors, Klein witnessed the "God of Craftsman" ascending to the throne, and witnessed the battle between the "Blood Emperor", "Underworld Emperor", "Black Emperor" and "Underworld Emperor".
However……
It's like an unfinished novel.
His own spirituality is no longer enough to support him to move forward.
Thus, the adventure of exploring the long river of history came to an abrupt end.
But Klein's harvest is already rich enough.
Except for the hidden history.
There was one person who also received extra attention from him: Antigonus.
Supported the Blood Emperor in establishing the Tudor Empire. During the War of the Four Emperors, he directly encountered Zaratul and killed him together with Bethel Abraham, and was deprived of the 'Servant of Secrets' trait.
But Klein couldn't help but wonder, is Antigonus really dead?
If that person has died, what happened to the ravings in the "Notes of Antigonus".
Plus Jon's previous warning.
Klein frowned slightly, "Is this what you want to tell me?"
There was no response from anyone around.
He was not surprised.
Communicate with Source Castle and teleport away from the historical pore.
Return to the interior of Source Castle.
Klein finally relaxed.
Sitting on the bench belonging to "The Fool", he counted the gains of this exploration.
First, a way to utilize gray fog (summoning historical projection) has been added.
Secondly, personally experiencing past history laid the foundation for promotion to 'ancient scholar'.
Third, we have a deeper understanding of Antigonus and Hornakis Peak.
"And this..." Klein pulled the velvet curtain off his body and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
A replica of a high-status item?
A vague premonition reminded him.
The original version of this thing must be very important to you!
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Tranquility Church.
It's still a familiar darkroom.
Jon stared at the beautiful woman wearing a black veil in front of him and chuckled: "Your condition is much better than I thought."
The goddess of the night who descended through the container said in a neither salty nor cool voice: "How is he?"
"Very good." Jon spread his hands, "Is it time for you to give me the things now?"
The goddess of the night did not speak, but just took out a group of deep black shadows.
Take a closer look inside, and you will slowly unfold a mysterious velvet curtain that looks like ocean waves.
"You should understand what this means?" There was a rare solemnity in the tone of the goddess of the night.
Even with her three-in-one status as the ‘Black Death War’, she had to be cautious when facing this curtain.
Jon smiled and said, "I understand, I understand very well, but don't worry, I'll be fine."
As he spoke, he shook the curtain aside and draped it around him like a cloak.
In an instant, a certain consciousness revived in Jon.
Jon had anticipated it and even took the initiative to put on a monocle.
The goddess of the night became very nervous in an instant, and even the surrounding environment changed accordingly.
"This feels weird..." Jon shook his head.
Then, a new voice said from his mouth: "It's too long...wait...where is this?"
"Hi~"
Jon's smile became brighter and brighter, "Welcome to the Black Iron Age."
There was a convulsion.
Jon's face seemed to be split in half.
The unfamiliar voice gradually became louder: "Mother Tree of Desire!"
"Ah ha ha ha ha, yes, yes, it's me, it's me." Jon did not hesitate to let the evil god outside the starry sky take the blame for him.
Beside, the goddess of the night did not let down her guard at all.
Who knows if this double act was deliberately performed for Him?
But what happened next became a little weird.
But I saw groups of extraordinary characteristics quickly separating from the curtain,
Sequence 9 to Sequence 1.
From 'Soothsayer' to 'Agent of Secrets'.
Not a bad portion.
Jon took off his monocle and relaxed: "In this way, history will record the resurrection of "Tianzun"."
