Most of the areas in the Forsaken Land of the Gods didn’t have paths that one would consider normal, but it wasn’t that difficult to walk through them. This was because large swaths of the land were barren. Everything was mostly black in color.

On the moors, there were occasional sightings of plants that stubbornly grew. They were of a variety of strange shapes and distorted sizes. Klein had no way to tell what they originally were.

Around them, in the areas that the lantern couldn’t illuminate, the darkness seemed to have a life of its own. It seemed to move silently, as though it wanted to devour everything that they could blanket.

As a Scholar of Yore, Klein just needed one glance from the corner of his eye to see the Spirit Body Threads extending out from the darkness around him. They were illusory, dense, and countless. This meant that there were many monsters lurking in the darkness.

These monsters were extremely silent. They stared at Amon, who was dressed as an ancient mage, as well as Klein, who looked like a present-day gentleman. Under the dim yellow light, they walked through the wilderness.

With his eyes fixed ahead, Klein casually held the animal hide lantern in his hand, not worried about when it would be extinguished.

Just as the two of them were about to leave this barren wilderness and enter a hilly region, a deformed monster of mangled flesh with two heads and five arms suddenly trembled in the darkness behind them.

It had become Klein’s marionette.

Controlling Spirit Body Threads was silent to begin with, and it wasn’t more than 500 meters away.

In the next second, the monster collapsed silently, losing its life.

Walking to Klein’s left, Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat, smiled. “He” raised “His” right arm and opened “His” palm, revealing something.

It was a transparent maggot with three-dimensional patterns.

A Worm of Spirit!

This was stolen from the marionette, along with the Spirit Body Threads.

Without waiting for Klein to speak, Amon easily crushed the transparent maggot with “His” fingers.

Klein immediately felt a pain that came from deep within his soul. His head felt like it was about to split open.

Thankfully, he had gotten used to this feeling from him repeated creating Yesterday Once More charms and Control Spirit Bullets. He only grimaced without losing his composure.

Amon maintained “His” smile and threw down “His” palm.

“You’re too reserved. You can be more daring.”

hand to rub his temples, feeling exhausted. Every Worm

by Zaratul, the spirituality that he borrowed from his past self had been mostly expended. There was still the continuous

to a safe zone, he had planned on going above the gray fog to check on his surroundings before entering a deep sleep and replenish his energy. Alas, he ended up suffering an ambush from Amon, which resulted in him being parasitized. He had been tormented all

need to rest now,” Klein put down his right hand

despite trying his best, the more he could satisfy this God of Mischief’s desire for

a resting place there. We’ll arrive soon. Of course, I don’t mind if you want

flame of the lantern to complete a Flaming Jump, but his drained spirituality stopped him. He could only follow Amon and rely on his

questions, he said to

with “His” monocled right

the one

mouth and quietly

bolts of lightning flashes, Amon raised “His” hand

“We’re here.”

out from the ground, reaching only

here?” Klein

second joint, Amon smiled and said, “This place used to be a very large city. When the Cataclysm happened, the land cracked open and devoured the entire city, leaving behind only these structures to prove that

civilization… This thought suddenly popped up in Klein’s mind. He sped

entering a half-collapsed building, Klein instinctively looked

had cracked open had murals that had been washed away by thousands of years. They were already indiscernible, and he could tell that the people in the city believed that entering Heaven after death was an

hide lantern in his hand. Leaning against a thick stone

about the dangers of

come strike harder! Before he fell asleep, Klein shouted in his

Amon glanced at him before casually sitting

out in the lantern stopped melting, but the dim yellow light

a few more minutes, it seemed to be

error that

period of time of feeling groggy, Klein finally recovered his

was temporarily unable to respond to this. He closed his eyes and pretended

my thoughts. “He” can only tell if my

through the Historical

Rambis invaded his

wasn’t stopped

he was able to maintain his lucidity in dreams and the mind world regardless of any intrusions, he split a portion of his self-awareness and stayed in the spiritual sky, calmly looking

any abnormalities

series of strict comparisons, he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his mind

still a Worm of Time in his body, it was still

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