Chapter 1147 Chaos

Klein pretended not to notice the real dream. As he tried to stop his projection of the Death Consul, he tried to summon another version of “himself” from the Historical Void to fool the guards of the Tudor ruins, allowing his body to escape the dream and sneak into the secret mausoleum to achieve his goal of destroying it.

At the moment, he could only maintain three Historical Void projections. Death Consul Azik Eggers was one, his self-projection in a concealed state was another. He couldn’t be certain if the leader of the ascetics, Arianna, was considered one. However, to be safe, he had to disperse one of them before he made another summoning attempt.

Regarding Arianna’s state, apart from suspecting that “She” had descended in person due to “Her” state, Klein had other theories. Perhaps the leader of the Evernight cloister had deliberately entered a concealed state after sensing that “Her” projection from the past had been summoned while being located in the Amantha mountain range. “She” had vanished from the real world, allowing the projection to gain sentience. This was completely feasible, especially since the authority of “concealment” likely gave “Her” a certain degree of control over “Her” historical projections.

When it came to a concealment angel like this, Klein was unable to use the feedback from Scholar of Yore’s maintenance of the historical projection to confirm “Her” true situation. Therefore, he didn’t make any changes, so as to prevent any accidents from happening.

Just as he was about to summon his past self, the real dream silently disappeared. Everything around him returned to normal.

He was standing on a cliff at the entrance. Below him was a dark and majestic mausoleum.

An old man with an ordinary appearance was levitating in midair. Under the glow from the moss and the light from the stone pillars inside the cliff, he calmly looked at Klein and sighed in ancient Feysac.

“You weren’t actually fooled by the dream I crafted.”

This old man’s hair was completely white, but it was thick enough. There weren’t many wrinkles on his face, and his appearance wasn’t anything special.

The Spectator pathway’s Sequence 3 Dreamweaver? No, at least, he’s not an angel… Klein tensed up and didn’t respond. He immediately took out his silver adventurer’s harmonica and blew into it.

No sound was produced, but Reinette Tinekerr, who was wearing a dark and complicated long dress, walked out.

One of the blonde, red-eyed heads in “Her” hands immediately spat out a rectangular diamond-like charm. Another head chanted in ancient Hermes, “Yesterday!”

Yesterday Once More!

Miss Messenger was borrowing strength from “Her” past self!

Compared to a Sequence 1 Snake of Fate, the power “She” borrowed could last longer.

However, the charm didn’t change at all.

In midair, the elder in the gray robe gently chuckled and kindly reminded them, “Don’t use ancient Hermes in front of me.”

…Hermes… This is Hermes, the one who lived since the Second Epoch and created ancient Hermes? An angel of the Spectator pathway… The origin of the Psychology Alchemists… Klein was first shocked before he realized something.

Hermes was participating in the battle, so it was unlikely “He” had a strong desire to stop him!

lower our guard… Beyonders of the Spectator pathway are the best at manipulating the hearts

“Yesterday!”

diamond-like charm was instantly ignited by a transparent

rapidly expand as the four heads

four heads became illusory one after

resembled a castle. “She” was dressed in a black gothic dress with countless mysterious symbols and sinister vines. “Her”

across ancient Hermes. “She” opened “Her” tightly shut mouth but didn’t

“Spectator” pathway’s angel flashed with a faint light, turning into

Ancient Bane, Transformation Curse!

Its body began to swell, becoming half the size of a mountain. One stomp was sufficient to trample him

in “Their” strength allowed “Them”

happened in the ruins. Reality and illusion intertwined, making Reinette Tinekerr a little confused as

two. While he had noticed that, not only was Miss Messenger in a Mythical Creature form, but the surface of the rabbit’s body was covered in grayish-white scales. All

he didn’t even dare take a second look to gain more knowledge. Firstly, he didn’t have the time to do so, and secondly, his level wasn’t high enough. Seeing a complete Mythical Creature form would definitely lead to being affected and receiving some negative effects. This was something he had to

that had transformed into a dragon, Klein used the strong winds to head for the secret mausoleum. As he

time, failure; third time, still

elevate his consciousness to fight back and be unable to take

he pulled back his arm, the image quickly outlined itself. She was a woman wearing a dark-colored robe and a wide hood. She had a beautiful face

was the concealment angel of the Church of Evernight that he had met

that this was Mother of the Sky, the daughter of the ancient god, Flegrea, and

Void in one try, Klein

been chanting the honorific name of the

vessel of a deity’s descent depended on how much of

he summoned was the one who had smiled at him during the Great

some level of help, he might not have succeeded given a

lady didn’t look at him, the summoner. Instead “She” turned “Her” head and looked down at

began to shake. Ripples appeared as though it

One was pressed towards the gigantic doll, Reinette Tinekerr, while the other spread out

were more than ten meters long. They were pitch-black on the surface, flowing with sticky liquids. Some of them were strangely protruding, some had

Abomination Suah!

swords to kill their companions; or they raised their guns, aimed at themselves, and pulled

to crack, and his consciousness was disturbed by a

“She” looked up at the two arms that seemed to come from the depths of a

grab hold of

following that, they began to fade as they struggled with all their might, trying to

midair in the underground ruins. They were Emperor Roselle; the first Loen king, William Augustus; and the abstract angel

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