The clone created by Klein is based on its current state, not Dawn Dontes, Sherlock Moriarty, Merlin Hermes, so as not to have cognitive obstacles.

After encountering the changes brought by Adam, he became more careful about similar aspects.

Scandal to the clone, Klein thought to make his face blank.

The clone immediately poked out his right hand, mobilized the power of the "Source Fort" and grabbed the body.

After one after another, it failed for more than ten consecutive times, and finally pulled out a little dark light from its body.

Finally... Klein sighed inwardly, extinguishing the idea of ​​promoting this attempt to actual combat.

He did not resist at all. When he let go of his body and mind, his clone took advantage of the person and power of the "Source Castle" and had to spend so much time and failure so many times before he finally succeeded. The actual value can be imagined.

As more and more extraordinary traits left the body, Klein felt relieved, feeling that he finally abandoned the burden after carrying a heavy load for a long time.

Of course, his mental state also fluctuated a certain amount of fluctuations, because after losing the involvement of Zaratu's residual spirit, the will of "Heavenly Lord" to recover more strongly erode his mind.

This was as expected by Klein, so he was not panicked at all. With his long-standing self-awareness, his still tenacious will and sufficient number of anchors, he gradually resisted the pollution from the will of the "Heavenly Lord" and found a new balance.

At the same time, when the extraordinary characteristics of the "Mysterious Waiter" that Klein had not digested basically entered the body, its blank face without facial features suddenly became distorted, and its dark and dull eyes and long white beards appeared.

At this moment, it was extremely close to Zarathu.

However, it could not withstand the madness brought by this extraordinary characteristic of "Mysterious Waiter". Its body quickly developed in the direction of collapse, crawling out one transparent and twisted worm after another, extending out one slippery and evil tentacle after another.

It got out of control on the spot.

Klein did not let go and moved his finger without hesitation, allowing the clone to transform into his secret puppet.

The out-of-control process is interrupted.

At this point, he had made all preparations. His body was in a state of digesting potion that could accommodate the uniqueness of the "fool", and was accompanied by a secret puppet of sequence 1.

Klein then leaned on the back of the chair and passed the next thing he wanted to do in his mind to see if there were any fatal omissions.

"I can only do the battle between the gods, and I can do my best after that... Well, am I too optimistic about the previous process? Because with the help of the goddess and the water of the 'Eternal Dark River' as an auxiliary, so I don't need to worry about any accidents that ancestor of the Antigonus family would cause?" After some examination, Klein thought he was still not cautious enough, and there was such a little arrogance and carelessness.

After thinking about it, he created another clone, and his face was still blank.

After completing this, Klein stood up, took out the "squirming hunger" from the fog of history and put it on his left hand.

This is a preparation for possible small-scale combat, in that kind of scenario, "flash" is faster and more convenient than "grafting".

After tidying up his collar, Klein looked around slowly, letting his eyes fall on the strange light door stained with blue and black, and on the human beings suspended there and wrapped in transparent "silk cocoons".

As he swept one by one, his eyes were frozen at the three cracked transparent "silk cocoons".

The next second, Klein's figure disappeared and appeared in the gray and white fog of history. He walked step by step to the first century and into the stacked old city.

He stood at the top of a barely towering dilapidated building, looking down at the piles of ruins, turning into a discus public transportation, one after another of overlapping cars.

In silence, his eyes swept through the remaining houses, as if through the barriers of history, and saw that lights lights lit up inside them.

The light of these electric lights spread gently, illuminating the glass, illuminating the buildings, illuminating the streets, and illuminating the ruins of a corner of the old city.

After staring for a long time, Klein withdrew his gaze, took one step forward, and returned to the real world.

Immediately afterwards, he teleported directly to the peak of the Hornaches Mountains and "saw" the ancient palace covered with fog, dilapidated and overgrown weeds.

His secret doll and clone immediately appeared in front of him, as if two guards were.

Facing the ancient palace, Klein pressed his hat, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers.

The peaks of the Hornatches Mountains suddenly became dark, and illusory stars were dotted around them.

Klein "grafted" this place and the Astrology together.

Without hesitation, he walked to the main entrance of the ancient palace with his secret puppet and clone.

The secret puppet, who looked quite close to him now, took the lead, bent down and stretched out his hands, slowly pushing the heavy stone door.

As Zazaz's friction sounds, the door opened little by little, revealing the scene inside.

Unlike when Klein sent the "Terentsoft Brass Book" last time, it was dark inside, making it impossible to see the numerous corpses hanging in the hall, nor to find the transparent worm group entrenched on a huge stone chair.

No guessing, Klein used the intuition of the "Divider" at the Angel King level to confirm that this was the change brought about by the "Goddess of Night" using the "River of Darkness" to bring the ancestor of the Antigonus family into a state of eternal sleep.

After the secret puppet and clones entered one after another, he also slowly walked through the gate and stepped into the interior of the palace.

The darkness swayed and changed.

Buildings emerged around, figures walked on the streets, and words spread out, making the entire environment suddenly become vivid and bringing a bit of noise.

People ignored Klein and his secret puppet, clones, went to different places on their own, talking about various things to each other.

They and the buildings are dim in color, close to black and white, like an old photo from the depths of history that suddenly came alive.

This reminds Klein of holographic black and white projections, scenes and real dreams in the pores of history.

He strolled in such a town, and walked along the gradually rising streets.

The closer it is to the height, the more magnificent the building is, and the exaggerated dome is supported by huge stone pillars.

People living in this "old black and white photo" are generally tall and seemingly normal to study, work, and rest.

The scene here changes continuously, showing the birth of a baby, the growth of a child, the ignorance of youth, the troubles of adulthood, the pressure of middle age and the sadness of aging.

Of course, these are interspersed with each other, but in part they are based on one of them as the theme.

As Klein deepened, he began to see some towns and residents die.

Their relatives did not feel much sadness and took the dead back home, placed it on the bed, next to the pillow, as if the bodies were still alive.

When Klein was about to leave the town, the dead got up from the bed, left their relatives, walked out of the house, and walked step by step along the street to the highest point.

There is also a city there, which seems to be the city of the dead, the ultimate destination of all life, the country of eternal sleep.

This is very close to the place where normal people live. The latter is distributed in the area from the mountainside to the peak, while the former is at the peak.

Others may be surprised by this situation, but Klein suddenly understood what this is and what such a scene actually means.

Because, he saw the "spiritual thread" on the bodies of those dead.

The moment they were about to die, the "line of spirit bodies" floated to the top of the peak and was controlled by unknown existences.

In other words, they became secret puppets.

Therefore, the deceased can go out on their own after they die, leave their families, and go to the top of the peak after they die.

This is exactly in line with the details of "Research on the Ancient Ruins of the Main Peak of Hornages" that Klein had read:

The Kingdom of Night belongs to the "Mother of Heaven" route of "Night", but at the top of the peak, there is a secret town for the ancestors of the Antigonus family.

Therefore, the residents of the Kingdom of Night respectfully and fear the night, and believe in the "Mother of Heaven". At the same time, they believe that death is not the end and that the dead relatives will protect themselves in the night.

Indeed, death is not the end. The "City of the Dead" is next to them, just at the top of the peak, and you can walk there, and the dead will continue their lives in the form of secret puppets.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this undoubtedly means that they are still alive.

The Kingdom of Living and the City of Dead are thus connected, at both ends of a short road. The distance between life and death is so close, as close as a neighbor.

This explains why there are no tombs in Yezhi Kingdom, because the deceased dolls dolls and go to the top of the peak.

This should be the country of night... Klein nodded slightly and climbed to the top of the dark environment step by step.

What caught his eye was indeed a seemingly normal town, but everyone here was a secret puppet.

Through the secret puppets with different clothes and appearances, Klein entered the magnificent palace that was worshipped in the gods in front of him.

Deep in the palace, on the huge stone chair, a figure supported his elbows on the armrest and leaned against the back of the chair.

His face was quite young, but his long hair was half white, half hidden and half obvious; His appearance was a man, his eyes were darker than Chalatu, and he contained indescribable vicissitudes; His facial features were pretty good, but there were a bunch of thick black short hairs like wolves on his cheeks, giving people a sense of contradiction that was both old and youthful, rational and crazy.

This is the ancestor of the Antigonus family. This time, He did not take the form of a mythical creature again, and sat on a huge stone chair in his original appearance.

At this moment, His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was sleeping, and inside the hall, there were corpses of clothes, either simple or gorgeous, hanging.

They are like forests that grow in the wind, shaking gently in the wind.

"After entering eternal sleep, the ancestor of the Antigonus family finally briefly got rid of the loss of control and madness, and turned back to his former appearance?" Klein stood in the middle of the hall, staring at the target of the trip, and sighed.

All the scenes he saw were Antigonus' dreams.

A dream that has been away from thousands of years.

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