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.

for a moment and wrote with

“Dear Mr. Azik,

like I haven’t written to you for a long time, as I went to the Forsaken Land of the Gods

sentient creatures, or monsters. Those sentient

ritual, for my anchors, or to satisfy my sympathetic heart. It holds meaning on

an oil painting with a black theme… What’s surprising is that Artificial Death can influence the undying creatures there. I was very confused back then, but today, I finally had a guess.

of the golden phoenix accessory you mentioned before… Rumor has it that the Phoenix Ancestor—Death of the

lasted 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,

People are gradually returning to their normal lives. This is a

know when you’ll wake up. I can only hope that

me mention something trivial. I’ve already advanced to Sequence 2 and am

“I wish you well.

Your eternal student,

Klein Moretti.”

the letter. He blew Azik’s

trembled as though it

number was unknown. He watched it clumsily bow before disintegrating into a fountain and

Klein cast his gaze at the magic mirror on his

gaze, the aqueous light on the surface of the

Master, where are we

main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and enter the ancient palace that bordered reality and foggy town. He wanted

a Sequence 1, this wasn’t an impossible task. Back when Zaratul was a Sequence

premise was that the Evernight Goddess maintained the suppression and seal of the

had gone full circle, circling back to a deal

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, if I were to walk in the real world and get “Concealed,” and also end up having my connection with Sefirah Castle severed, the Worms of Spirit left in Sefirah Castle will lose control and turn into monsters, just like Zaratul from

to search for clues regarding the River of Eternal Darkness, he would have to fulfill many wishes and obtain the true strength of a Miracle

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

you

you can go wherever you

off the carriage, heading towards the city closest

several meters, it disappeared inch by inch and returned

turned into a black robe. His top hat changed

like a wandering magician walking through the streets

rather intact house in

put down the mirror in her hand and turned her head

over. They finally decided

this day for too long,” the young man

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