Bornova Gustav… Klein’s gaze swept across the young man’s face, landing on the floating items and the mannequin made from metallic components.

The mannequins have a postmodern style… Some of the physical laws here seem to have changed a little… Klein nodded in thought.

“I want to take the mirror.”

He very honestly stated his request.

Bornova’s expression didn’t change, as though he was just a puppet.

“You’re a Blessed of Evernight?”

“I guess so,” Klein said with a smile.

Bornova nodded.

“Then take it away.”

He’s of the impression that I’m asking for the spoils of war for the Church of Evernight? Klein didn’t explain as he politely took off his hat and bowed slightly.

“Thank you very much.”

As he spoke, Klein’s figure suddenly faded and vanished.

He had only come in the form of a Historical Void projection.

Following that, in the carriage where Ikanser and the Machinery Hivemind member were, nothing happened.

Of course, they were only situated in a historical scene, and the actual situation in the car had been covered up without their knowledge.

On a carriage more than ten kilometers away, a mirror suddenly appeared in Klein’s hand.

It was silver in color, and the patterns on its back were ancient and mysterious. On both sides was an eye-like ornament.

“Don’t speak.” Klein looked into the mirror and gave a simple instruction.

“Yes, Supreme Master.” Silver words surfaced from the depths of the mirror.

Klein immediately took out a pen and paper and used the magic mirror as a backing to write.

a moment and wrote with a

“Dear Mr. Azik,

you for a long time, as I went to the

sentient creatures, or monsters. Those sentient beings either bear a curse or have obvious

only for the ritual, for my anchors, or to satisfy my

the suffering, the situation in the Forsaken Land of the Gods is completely different from the outside world. It’s like an oil painting with a black theme… What’s surprising is that Artificial Death can influence the undying creatures there. I was

I’m reminded of the golden phoenix accessory you mentioned before… Rumor has it that the Phoenix Ancestor—Death of the Fourth Epoch—could use the River of Eternal Darkness to

for more than a year has finally ended. The Evernight Goddess clinched victory in the end, and the God of Combat has perished. I believe that,

are gradually returning to their normal

apocalypse will arrive on time, and I don’t know when you’ll wake up. I can only hope

already advanced to Sequence 2 and am now a Miracle Invoker. This

“I wish you well.

Your eternal student,

Klein Moretti.”

carefully before folding the letter. He

gigantic messenger emerged from the ground, its bones trembled as though it had sensed the aura of

messenger whose number was unknown. He watched it clumsily bow before disintegrating into

this, Klein cast his gaze at the magic

aqueous light on the surface of the mirror rippled and

Master, where are we

He really wanted to “Teleport” to the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and enter the ancient palace that bordered reality and foggy town. He wanted to see if he had the chance

equivalent to half a Sequence 1, this wasn’t an impossible task. Back when Zaratul was a Sequence 2, he had managed to obtain the main ingredient of Attendant of Mysteries

the Evernight Goddess maintained the suppression and

back to a deal

is the owner of Sefirah Castle. I can split a portion of the Worms of Spirit to stay above the gray fog, constantly responding to any prayers. This way, apart from having certain latent problems to my mental state, I’ll gain quite a bit of benefits in other aspects. Yes, I can help my main body at any time, giving me another resurrection method… Even if my main body is completely destroyed, with the Worms of Spirit above the gray fog, I can still reassemble my will and body… However,

the River of Eternal Darkness, he would have to fulfill many wishes and obtain the

mind, Klein patted the mirror and said with a smile, “Next, let’s go wander

do you

go wherever you want,” Arrodes

the carriage, heading towards the city

disappeared inch by inch and returned to the fog of

the same time, Klein’s trench coat turned into a black robe. His top hat changed in shape, giving off a

Klein feel like a wandering magician

rather intact

in holy white robes, the beautiful Demoness of Unaging, Katarina, put down the mirror in her hand and turned her head to the

decided to summon me

waiting for this day for too long,” the young man sitting

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