Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Klein naturally had no way of knowing the meaning of the "Weather Warlock" trait he had come to deliver, but this did not prevent him from inferring the meaning of this mission through the legend of the "God of War."

Of course, another reason is that Klein possesses the complete "Hunter" path formula, and he knows that the most important feature of this path is war!

And now the world is at war.

"Huh?" Medici put away his attributes, and then looked at Klein again. His eyes gradually glowed with the color of rust, carrying some kind of penetrating power.

"Haha, it turns out it's you!" Medici felt a gray mist suddenly appear in front of his eyes, making him, the King of Angels who was only one ritual away from becoming a god, feel a certain threat.

He closed his eyes and did not continue to look directly at the gray fog, but he already knew who Klein was. He was the most watched "star" in the world.

As the target of spying, Klein felt completely threatened and almost couldn't help but reveal his cloak.

"Will is not around now, so I can only rely on myself. Of course, I am the messenger of the goddess now, so nothing will happen to me..." Klein felt the goddess's blessing and calmed down.

"I would actually like to see you beat Amon violently. Of course, the premise is that you can become an angel." Medici said to Klein seriously.

Klein was slightly stunned, and then thought of the "Blood Emperor", who was previously the "Red Priest".

This obviously has a certain contradiction with the previous King of Angels "Red Angel".

Something probably happened in the Fourth Age. Amon and Medici were in different camps.

"It seems that you have learned history quite well." Medici said in an indifferent tone, "Go back and tell Hei Ye that I will accept the trait."

Klein blinked as he watched Medici turn into flames and disappear. Why did this look like he was angry?

However, Amon... Klein's eyes lit up, feeling that his network of contacts had expanded again.

Klein did not stay in the Church of the True Creator for long, and soon returned to Utopia, reaching out and taking out the "Snake of Destiny" bracelet from the fog of history.

"Huh, you're back?" "Snake of Destiny" stretched and swam around Klein and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am acting as a messenger for the goddess, nothing will happen to her." Klein said in a comforting tone.

"Hmph, I'm not worried about you, but worried about myself!" "Snake of Destiny" snorted lightly, with a sense of joy.

"What?" Klein asked, frowning.

"I used to think that I could avoid the big snake if I didn't go to the True Creator Church, but after you went there, I always felt like my destiny was bifurcated."

The tone of the "Snake of Destiny" was full of joy. He gave a vivid description using his own snake body - he folded himself up, with his lower body pointing forward and his front half pointing backward.

"My destiny almost developed in two completely opposite directions. It scared me to death!"

"The last time I encountered this kind of fork in fate was when I faced Mew head-on!"

Klein was stunned and speechless, not expecting that Will would experience such a change.

"So what's the reason?" He couldn't help but think about the reason.

"Who did you see at the True Creator Church?" Will asked.

Klein told what he saw.

"Medici? No, I feel it has something to do with the big snake, but..." Will suddenly thought of something again, and his body stiffened.

"What's wrong?" Klein asked curiously.

"It's okay. My destiny is already normal. If I continue to worry about it, I may encounter even worse results." The blood-red eyes of the "Snake of Destiny" shone for a moment, bit its tail, turned into a bracelet, and fell. In the hands of Klein.

"I may have to make a pilgrimage to 'Fantasy' next. Do you have any suggestions?" Klein sealed the parchment he got from the "Hidden Angel" in the library of Utopia.

"If you want to enter the land abandoned by the gods, there are generally only two ways." The words "Snake of Destiny" cheered up Klein.

"But don't be happy so early." "Snake of Destiny" shattered some of Klein's illusions.

"The first method is Mr. Door's help. With the authority he holds, there is almost no place in this world that he cannot go to."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched, unable to complain. Does he dare to go to this person?

"The second method is Amon. He is the King of Angels who is best at exploiting loopholes. He has a high probability of mastering the method of entering and exiting the God-Forsaken Land."

Klein gave up completely. This ordinary method was simply impossible to achieve.

"Then you may have to find other methods." Klein rubbed his chin and naturally thought of "Little Sun".

"The difficulty of 'pilgrimage' is actually that the real body must go to 'Fantasy Land'. In other church terms, it means ascending to the Kingdom of God and enjoying eternal peace and happiness."

"Otherwise, I can even let the 'little sun' directly pull my historical projection to undergo baptism..."

The seal of the Land Abandoned by the Gods is very thorough. It is too difficult to get in through the powerful seals on the spirit world, star world and even the illusion level.

"You can only enter the Land Abandoned by God through the simplest and most direct way. That is, through the most dangerous sea area. This is the best way to meet the definition of 'pilgrimage'."

"Be prepared to contact Ms. Hermit." Klein finally chose the safest method.

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"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!" "Miss Justice"'s voice echoed on the gray fog, and "The Fool" Klein nodded slightly.

It's just that Klein's action alone caught everyone's attention.

"...Congratulations to 'The Fool' for taking back more authority and taking one step closer to the supreme position!" "The World" was the first to stand up after seeing the performance of the others and congratulated Mr. "The Fool".

The rest of the people also woke up from a dream and hurriedly stood up and saluted Klein to congratulate him.

"Well, sit down." Klein knocked on the edge of the table with a calm expression. Everyone kept their heads down and did not dare to look at Mr. Fool who was looking up.

"It's really..." Klein is helpless now. This is all thanks to the cloak behind him. After being unsealed, Klein can no longer seal it again.

After all, even the last time it was managed with the help of the power of the Dream Sea, now the more active cloak can no longer seal it.

In the eyes of the other members of the Tarot Club, Klein is now almost integrated into the entire gray fog, his image is infinitely elevated, and he is equal to the universe.