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.”

his temples, feeling exhausted. Every Worm of Spirit

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

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

rest now,” Klein put down his right hand and said

more he failed at escaping despite trying his

“He” said while facing the hillside, “There’s a resting place there. We’ll arrive soon. Of course, I don’t mind if you want to camp out in the wilderness. I just feel that you humans might prefer a place

there.” Klein originally wanted to directly control the flame of the lantern to complete a Flaming Jump, but his drained spirituality stopped him. He could only

said to Amon, “Why don’t

with “His” monocled right eye. The corners of

one who wants

mouth and

flashes, Amon

“We’re here.”

protruded out from the ground, reaching only the height of Klein’s knees. A few strands of wild grass grew out from the

used to be people living here?” Klein rubbed his temples and

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 it once

popped up in Klein’s mind. He sped

Klein instinctively

open had murals that had been washed away by thousands of years. They were already indiscernible, and

away the animal hide lantern in his hand. Leaning against a thick stone pillar, he barely managed to

dangers

the danger come strike harder! Before he

glanced at him before casually sitting down beside him and snapping

to burn out in the lantern stopped melting,

seemed to be

error that violated

for an unknown period of time of feeling groggy, Klein finally recovered his energy and was

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

“He” can only tell if my thoughts are harmful to “Him”… With a thought, he secretly summoned the grayish-white

past self through the Historical Void,

Hvin Rambis invaded his

wasn’t stopped

world regardless of any intrusions, he split a portion of his

abnormalities in his

strict comparisons, he confirmed that there was nothing

other words, even if there was still a Worm of Time in his body, it was still considered being parasitized at a superficial level. It was impossible

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