Before his brain “short-circuited,” Klein only had time for two thoughts:

How powerful. There’s no way to resist…

I wonder if I can be revived from such a death…

As his thoughts resonated, Klein’s vision turned pitch-black. He lost all his senses as he entered a dreamless slumber.

After an unknown period of time, the silent darkness suddenly stirred. He vaguely felt a sense of grogginess as he felt a cold wind blow at him.

As his thoughts thawed bit by bit, Klein slowly opened his eyes and saw fog everywhere above him. The crimson moon was hidden in it, occasionally showing itself.

Did I just resurrect again? Or have I entered the Underworld? Even if it’s the latter, that’s not too problematic. I might even be able to get the skeleton messenger to contact Mr. Azik. However, I’ll have to become an undead creature or spirit world creature… Klein’s mind was still a little heavy, as though someone had injected glue into his brain, preventing him from expanding on his thoughts.

Slowly, he sensed his body and heard his heart beating.

His mind quickly turned lucid as he believed that the possibility of him resurrecting was higher. Perhaps, he had been thrown out into the wilderness.

Pa!

Klein’s joints produced a crack as he jumped to his feet. Without checking his physical condition, he first observed his surroundings and confirmed the type of environment he was in.

The first thing he saw was a fog that permeated the area and the dark and stillness of the night. And closeby was a tiny town.

The most striking building in the town was an extremely ancient spired cathedral. It was completely black in color. There wasn’t a bell tower, and at the top of it were pitch-black ravens spiraling around it.

Around the cathedral were many buildings. They were normal two-story residences and simple wooden huts. There were bread shops with hanging signboards and grayish-white mills using waterwheels for power. However, there wasn’t a single pedestrian. They seemed to be asleep in the quietness of the night.

As a Seer, Klein instantly found the town very familiar, as though he had seen it somewhere in the past!

After a brief recall, he remembered what it represented.

This was the source of danger of the nighttime in the ruins of the battle of gods!

the person would have gone missing once it was daytime. Klein had once been jolted awake in a dream with the Saint of Darkness, and he saw in the distance a place which was enshrouded in the tranquility of the night. There was

that all the living beings that vanished

there himself. He was less than a hundred meters

night in the ruins also encounter such situations? But it’s said that there’s no way to obtain their whereabouts via divination. The only interpretation they can conclude is that they might still be alive… of course, it’s also possible that I can be resurrected; thus, appearing here… Amidst his thoughts, Klein retracted his gaze and used his ability as a Clown to observe his physical

Klein Moretti, but he was still wearing the Keeper’s black clergyman robe. He didn’t have any signs of an injury on

experience, Klein quickly calmed down. His right hand reached into his pocket and opened the iron cigar case. He took out the folded

could still be used, Klein lifted Azik’s copper whistle and blew into

in the Spirit Vision he

normal. After all, the people who had vanished on the eastern front of the Sonia Sea had yet to be found. After all, over

looks of it, Traveling can’t be used… As expected of a high-ranking member the Church sent to deal with the Great Smog of Backlund. She “sends” her targets here as a form of eternal exile or imprisonment. It’s impossible to use ordinary or simple

iron cigar

fog to

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sentence per step, Klein rapidly

Nor did

Klein’s pupils constricted as he fell

isolated from the mysterious

greatest trump card

had relied on the area above the gray fog to escape danger many times in the past.

first time he was encountering

though my cheat has been

of mysticism, he suspected that the foggy town was likely related to a true deity because this was

after encountering a high-ranking member… Could it be a “prison” that the Goddess created herself? But, “She” is the Mother of Concealment. Perhaps she can directly make people or items enter a “concealed” state, making people in the real world never able to find them again… Klein

he was no longer worried about not being able to

fraught with danger and

Klein immediately got the Wraith inside him to float

marionette’s condition was already in a terrible state. The dead and cold aura was something substantial, making his control of the

days… Also, Mr. A was erased by that high-ranking Church member. He might be living nearby. I have to be careful about this person who’s equivalent to a lunatic… Klein transformed into Gehrman Sparrow as he made Senor

had concluded, he stood in the back

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