In the land of God’s abandonment, the frequency of lightning has dropped to a very low night.

"It feels good to have two slices of white bread with a barbecue... The sweet and sour drinks of Misty Sea Specialty were better than I expected..." After Klein swallowed the last bite of food, he sincerely exclaimed and threw the remaining packaging into the depths of the darkness. Anyway, there is no concept of environmental protection here, and there is no trash can.

Of course, he handled the relationship between these things and himself in advance, just like every time he gave up a secret puppet, he had to go to the "source castle" to do "disinfection" so as not to be locked in by Amon's clone.

"Well, the inanimate object will not be turned into a secret state by the darkness here..." Klein raised the lantern that Daniz sacrificed, and illuminated the items he had just discarded.

Only by solving the problem of food and clothing can he have the mind to try some things that have already been divined before.

As the dim light swayed, Klein grabbed his right hand forward and dragged another self out of the air.

That was him in the pore of history, and he was also carrying a horse lantern.

The next second, Klein entered the gray and white mist, allowing consciousness to "awaken" in the projection of its own summoning.

This projection was surrounded by teams of monsters, and in the endless darkness, he opened his mouth and planned to pronounce the name Amanisis:

“…”

He couldn't make any sound, and what he wanted to say seemed to be secretly lost.

"Sure enough, it's consistent with what I guess." Klein, wearing a half-height silk top hat and a black knee-length windbreaker, breathed slowly.

After looking at the lantern that emits a dim light, he suddenly recited in the giant's words:

"Leodro!"

Before his speech could be completely calmed down, hundreds of lightning bolts of lightning twisted and intertwined like a call, covering the area instantly.

Klein had no time to dodge, and even when he exchanged positions with the secret puppet, he was within the attack range.

As silver and white shiny as he fell to the ground, his body was charred and twitched violently, as if he had turned into a huge piece of coal.

Then, his figure quickly disintegrated and disappeared like a fantasy.

Crane, wearing a real top hat, Intis windbreaker, and carrying a simple horse lantern, then "returned" to reality and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

After walking for a while, his figure suddenly became blurred and clear.

Immediately afterwards, Klein opened his mouth again and pronounced a name in the giant language:

"profound……"

As soon as he issued the syllable at the beginning, a transparent flame jumped out of his body, instantly burning him to ashes, without giving him the chance to exchange positions with the secret puppet.

Klein's figure reappeared, pressed his hat and walked forward on the hill covered with strange plants with a calm expression.

“Heraberg.”

...

“Badheer.”

...

“Omibella.”

...

"There is nothing unusual, there is no corresponding divine power left in the area around the Silver City...

"Medici, Uloris, Saslier... This is even more useless, it is not a god... I thought that the afternoon town and the "Giant Court" were special circumstances. Using the real name Saslier outside can activate the "fallen" power of the abandoned land of God... The "Red Angel" is a angel king with "uniqueness", and is considered half a true god. It has no trace left. It is simply embarrassing. No, it is a shame that the face of the Angel King!" The black windbreaker swayed slightly, and Klein walked down the hill, following his spiritual intuition, and headed towards the ruins of the city-state Northwest North.

He sometimes detoured and sometimes took "fire jumps", and did not go to his destination completely according to the route explored by Silver City.

…………

Beckland, late at night.

Audrey, who felt that the potion had digested a little more, actively used the "dream shuttle" to leave her mansion and came to various dreams in the surrounding area.

Knowing what the current situation is like, she has a strong desire to become a demigod.

In this way, she suddenly saw an acquaintance.

This is the noble lady who has a good relationship with her. She was 29 years old. She got married the year before yesterday and married a viscount.

At this time, rose petals kept floating in the lady's room, the bed was white, and a pair of heart-shaped rings were placed, and a tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-

The lady's cheeks flushed and her feet quickly walked towards her and opened the window.

A man wearing a black iron mask and a dark cloak jumped in, hugged the lady, and whispered:

"I will take you away from pain."

Then, the two began to get entangled in various ways and rolled all the way to the bed.

As a "dream walker" who is trying to digest magic potions, Audrey has long seen similar scenes, passed the shy stage, and lamented that everyone's dreams are so colorful and full of imagination. At this time, she did not lose her composure at all, maintaining the etiquette that the "audience" should have, as if she was witnessing an extreme drama.

After a brief examination, she found a problem:

The man wearing a black iron mask was not the spouse of the lady, but more like a playboy in the aristocratic circle.

"Is this a reflection of the hidden thoughts in my heart?" Audrey said to herself with an academic attitude of dream analysis.

Then, she curiously "passed through" into the dream next to her.

This corresponds to the noble lady's husband, a viscount.

In the dream, the viscount was busy participating in the discussion in the upper court, and was chased by an earl with a revolver on the grounds that he had abducted the other party's daughter.

After escaping to safety, the viscount found his female secretary and vented his fear just now.

Audrey couldn't help but withdraw from her dream, wanting to see the reality of Viscount and his wife.

In the bedroom shining with crimson moonlight, on the white bed, the viscount hugged his wife, who hugged him and slept very intimately.

"Well, we must realize that everyone has a dark side. If you simply use dreams and instant thoughts to "condemn" everyone will fall into hell, and no one will be spared, including myself... being able to control the dark side of yourself and making it impossible for most people to enter reality. It is already very good for most people..." Audrey increasingly feels that playing the role of "Dream Walker" is a repeated questioning and tempering of her own mind.

She entered her dream again and “shuddled” to another area.

Not long after, she came to a warm "room".

There is a thick carpet here and a dining table is placed. The main seat is an old lady with gray hair.

On both sides of her were a middle-aged man and a woman and three underage children. Everyone was sipping candlelight, tasting delicious food, talking and laughing, and they were very happy.

Outside the room, the darkness was deep, and the strong wind blew the glass clanging, brewing the terrifying feeling before the disaster hit.

"What are the master of this dream worried and afraid of?" Audrey withdrew from the dream, trying to find answers from reality and verify his speculation.

She then saw a small bed and the old lady with gray hair.

The old lady's bedside table was placed one photo frame after another, either wrapped in black cloth or tied with white flowers, and was a middle-aged couple and three underage children.

Audrey turned her head silently and looked out the window, and saw the ruins left behind by the bombing near the house.

The noble lady pursed her lips and suddenly returned to the old lady's dream.

She did not stop the possible disaster, but just showed a chair, sat next to her, looking at the joyful and warm family seriously and focused.

With the sound of the wind and the shaking of glass, the room was brightly lit, the food was fragrant, and laughter was constantly.

Audrey summarized the code of “Dream Walker” playing:

"The traveler of dreams has been here, seen, recorded without interfering, and is just an 'spectator'."

…………

In St. Samuel's Church, Leonard was summoned by Archbishop Anthony Stevenson and walked up step by step along the hovering stairs in the sunshine shining through the stained glass.

Suddenly, he lowered his voice:

"Old man, that secret party is about to start again. Are you really going to try to enter the treasure left by the Jacob family at the end of the month?"

"It's not sure, but this is an opportunity. At least Amon's body is entangled in the "Source Castle" matters and will not suddenly appear." In Leonard's mind, Pales Soloyasde responded with a slightly hoarse voice. "However, I am more inclined to reveal the news of the treasure now, let the people at the party take risks and explore on their own, while we stay nearby, observe the situation, and draw what we need from their hands."

Leonard was stunned for a moment and whispered:

"Old man, is this too sinister?"

This is a member of the "Herdess of Destiny" as a prop to step on a trap.

"Ha, naive and naive, you can tell them all the details and let them decide whether to go for it." Pales Soroasde sneered.

Leonard didn't mention this matter again and asked instead:

"Old man, when will I become a demigod?"

Pales laughed:

"If you can get the spirit of the level of your former colleague messenger, you will be able to digest the potion at the beginning of next year, but, hehe, follow the key points I prompted and play in depth. By the second half of next year, you should be qualified to impact sequence 4. Of course, I don't know whether the Dark Night Church will give you potion and hold a ceremony for you. Didn't that senior deacon named Sesima Crestai wait for many years until the war broke out in full and truly become a demigod?"

Leonard nodded and asked thoughtfully:

"Old man, can you play a spirit and help me digest it?

"You should be at a higher level than Klein's messenger..."

Pales Soroasde was silent for a few seconds, and said "hey":

“I have a lot of ideas.

"How about I help you digest the potion?"

"How to help?" Leonard knew that the old man was mocking him, but he couldn't help asking.

"Deeply parasitize you and fully grasp your body." Pales responded angrily.

While speaking, Leonard came to the door of the Archbishop of Beckland Diocese.

He immediately closed his mouth, raised his right hand, and knocked on the door.
Chapter completed!