In front of the grayish-white grand palace that was more than 200 meters tall, there were a few thick stone columns that were slightly shorter than it was, as though they were a squadron of soldiers standing at attention there.

Klein could imagine that, when the City of Miracles, Liveseyd, was still floating in mid-air, these stone columns would definitely have powerful dragons crouching on them.

These were the servants of the ancient god.

He then looked up at the open door and said to Leonard and Audrey, “Stay close to me. Once an accident happens, I’ll immediately take you out of the book world and return directly above the gray fog.”

This was the main reason why Klein dared to explore the area.

“Okay.” Audrey and Leonard didn’t try putting on a brave front as they walked to Klein’s side and walked alongside him.

Relying on their Spirit Bodies’ flight ability, the trio passed the stairs and entered the palace through the exaggerated and magnificent door.

The first thing they saw was a wide space that was enough for multiple dragons to roll around freely, as well as an ancient stone pillars that seemed to prop up the sky.

On the two sides of the hall, there were colorful and beautiful murals. They kept extending forward and intertwining themselves with a huge pillar that was multiple arm spans wide.

The giant pillar was in the deepest recesses of the hall right ahead of them. Without relying on anything else, just the pillar alone was enough to make people feel a strong sense of fear and make them experience the vicissitudes of time. It was like a fossilized deity.

Almost instantly, a grayish-white figure appeared on the pillar.

The figure was covered in scales, and every scale resembled a sturdy stone slab. Just the faint outline of the figure made it seem epic.

Dragon of Imagination, Ankewelt! Just as this thought flashed through Klein’s mind, he heard an oddly familiar voice echoing in the spacious hall:

“Dragon of Imagination, Ankewelt!”

As Klein looked around in astonishment, he heard Leonard sigh emotionally.

“The deep air listen’d round ‘Him’ as ‘He’ rode, “And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear[l]…

…This fellow still has the mood to recite poetry, I wonder whose poem he’s reciting… Klein turned to look at Leonard. Then, he heard an echo:

“This fellow still has the mood to recite poetry, I wonder whose poem he’s reciting…”

At this moment, Leonard’s expression was one of shock. He shut his mouth tightly and shook his head in denial.

second, a voice sounded

“I didn’t recite anything!”

same moment Klein had this

again, repeating the thoughts that flashed through Klein’s

and mumbling

thoughts present themselves in our surroundings, and is even able to conjure them? Hmm…When I saw that huge pillar just now, I

whatever I’m saying—No, indeed,

my thoughts, rein in my thoughts… Klein began to use Cogitation to focus

the corresponding words echoed around him almost

thoughts, rein

is actually layers of spherical lights. It’s so beautiful. No, no, I’m not

voices around

his thoughts, he sighed helplessly. “This place is very suitable for playing ‘Truth or Dare.’ Perhaps

game is that?” Audrey didn’t need to open

careful not to think about things I shouldn’t think about. Seriously, it’s too difficult to rein in random

Mr. World actually has such a side to him. I

such a day, Klein. No, what did I say…” Leonard suddenly

heard Miss

“Klein?”

a certain

can stop these fellows from having wild thoughts. Wait, what was I thinking?

and began to focus

describe. In ancient times, murals were very important methods for recording memories. They often contain

he made the suggestion, he heard Audrey’s inner thoughts laugh and

this Mr. World’s real name? No, no—Don’t think too much about it. Mr. World will be angry. No, I think it’s more likely for him to feel embarrassed. No, no—this is all Lie’s fault.

her emotions and thoughts, Audrey gradually reined in her

Leonard’s ability to control his mind was slightly

so this is what’s truly on your mind. Haha, Miss Justice’s

at the murals and were exchanging their thoughts through the stirrings in their hearts, only then did

developments. There was a scene of human construction, scenes of snow- covered plains, war and migration, various nations and cities, as well as towers and fruits that represented

was obvious that these murals started from the entrance and ended at the

the end, Klein suddenly noticed a

with bluish-blue eyes and

King of the

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