Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

"then who are you?"

From Alsuhod and Adam, we can guess what the painting style of the high-sequence "audience" pathway is, but what about the Eric Hogg in front of us?

Or after Alsuhod died, did the "Dragon of Fantasy" have other plans?

"Grossell's Travels" is naturally one of them, and now that Eric Hogg has learned about "Grossell's Travels", he seems to have undergone some strange changes...

"I..." Eric Hogg looked at Klein, his golden vertical eyes filled with only indifference.

"Are you Angelweed?" Klein looked at the spiritual dragon and expressed his guess.

Audrey behind him couldn't help but stick out her head and look at Eric Hogg.

Even the Extraordinaries who are on the "spectator" path are frightened by this strange feeling of terror.

As an extraordinary person on the "audience" path, he may have become another person without even realizing it.

"As expected of an ancient god, I can no longer locate your true body." Klein looked at the spiritual dragon and said suddenly.

After Klein finished describing what he had seen in the City of Miracles, the causal connection he had vaguely established was instantly severed, and could not be restored in any case.

The appearance of this phenomenon is the most incredible, but at this time, it is inexplicably reasonable to guess that the nature of the dragon in front of you has changed.

He is no longer Eric Hog.

Klein and the dragon looked at each other. The light in this space was a bit dim.

There was never any trust between one person and one dragon. From the moment they met, they were already chasing or escaping.

"It seems that the book is in your hand." Now that the showdown has been made, the spiritual dragon no longer has any scruples. It stared at Klein with its indifferent vertical pupils, as if it had seen "Grossell's Travels" on him. .

"..." Klein didn't say anything, because he did take the book from the pile of debris on the gray fog to reality and took it with him.

"Give me that book." The spiritual dragon had a strong sense of majesty.

"No." Klein refused. It was his property.

"This may not be up to you." Angelweed suddenly opened his wings, and countless runes seemed to be flashing on the wings, forming a corridor of dreams, dragging Klein into the deepest dream.

"You go out first and wake up all the villagers in that village." Klein turned to Audrey and said.

Audrey nodded quickly, stepped back, opened the door, and disappeared into the dream.

This battle involving angels is obviously not something that can be watched in Sequence Four.

"You have a 'Origin Castle' on you?" Angelweed looked at Klein and suddenly looked away. It was also at this time that Klein felt that the "Origin Castle" was slightly touched.

This resurrected ancient god still has some methods that far exceed those of Sequence Two.

"..." Klein did not answer. Instead, he materialized his cloak and used the "Origin Castle" to "graft" his cause and effect with Angelweed!

What he saw in front of him was only an identity, not his true form. What Klein needed to do was to find out his true identity.

It's just that Angelweed also knew what Klein was thinking, so he immediately used the strongest method.

He has never faced "Origin Castle", but the "Destruction Wolf" of the second era is notoriously difficult to deal with!

"Roar!" Angelweed let out a dragon roar. As the dragon's roar echoed, the top of his head became dark, and an "ocean" that contained all colors and secrets that was difficult to describe in words emerged.

In the ocean, a gray-white dragon that was hundreds of meters long or even larger rose up. One of his vertical eyes was light gold and the other was bright red.

There is a third eye on the forehead of this giant dragon, and there seems to be a rich shadow hidden inside.

This is not even Angelweed in its normal state, but after being contaminated by the "Sea of ​​Chaos"!

Because of the existence of "Origin Castle", Angelweed was unable to see into Klein's mental flaws, so he could only compile a nightmare that was most suitable for the current moment.

Invisible erosion spread towards Klein from everywhere, but it was blocked by the gray fog of "Origin Castle".

But there's more to this nightmare than that.

Klein suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, and he immediately disappeared. Chen Wo gave him a bunch of dream bubbles.

It just seems that because of the existence of the "Dragon of Fantasy" nightmare, not a single thing on Klein's body was able to disappear with him!

Bang... "Grossell's Travels" fell to the ground.

This book seemed to be buzzing, with rays of light blooming from it.

There is a vague sea of ​​false collective subconsciousness surging, and a "city of miracles" rising and falling, exuding powerful power.

This is the power of the "Dragon of Fantasy"!

"City of Miracles" is the kingdom of the "Dragon of Fantasy", so it naturally has the remnants of his power, and now Angelweed has only awakened the power hidden in it.

"Is this the method you prepared for yourself? Can you still use the power of the Kingdom of God to deal with the enemy after other resurrection methods fail?"

Klein reappeared in this space. He looked at the City of Miracles that was gradually solidifying on the book and nodded slightly.

He dared to come here with "Grossell's Travels" because he had naturally imagined the situation in front of him.

Angelweed has taken back his kingdom of God, and wonders if he can exert some of the power of the true god.

Of course, this actually has little to do with Klein.

The City of Miracles gradually solidified, truly covering the false City of Miracles projected from Klein's mind.

It was also at this moment that both Klein and Angelweed looked towards the most magnificent and majestic palace in the City of Miracles.

Klein's gaze passed through the Hall of Honesty and looked toward the deepest part of the palace. The bronze gate and black abyss that existed there had long since disappeared, replaced by a cross hundreds of meters high.

In front of the cross, a huge blurry figure stood there, carrying everything on his back, looking at all the souls with compassion.

Inside the Honesty Hall, there are rows of black seats with backrests, but there is only one person praying.

The praying man had his eyes closed and was sitting in the center of the first row. He was wearing a rather simple white robe and a light golden beard that covered the lower half of his face. He clasped his hands in front of the silver cross pendant on his chest with an expression on his face. Warm and calm.

"Dreamer", Adam!

The space immediately fell silent. Klein had expected it, but Angelweed's silence had a deeper meaning.

At this time, Adam raised his head, revealing his eyes as clear as a child.

"Angelweed." Adam called out the name softly, completely identifying the psychic dragon in front of him.

"Then what should I call you? Adam or the sun?"