Chapter 398: 「Deception」

After Klein placed the Dream Badge on the table, that faint suppression stemming from a higher status vanished completely.

It seems the reputation of a Dream Archbishop is even more useful than I imagined... Klein already had a clear idea in his heart.

Letting a Deception expert teach you how to deceive a Rule? That is indeed quite excessive; it is equivalent to displaying one's own abilities in front of others, which is a very dangerous thing.

But Klein would also not hand over the Groselle's Travels in his hand; that book has too many secrets, and it is also excellent for use as a shield.

"..." Duke Zoroast's gaze shifted between the Dream Badge and the exclusive symbol of Pallez Zoroast, and finally, he nodded lightly.

"Deceiving a Rule is not difficult for me, but for the Dream Pathway, it requires at least Sequence 3 to 'Mirror Image' my abilities."

The current Klein is unable to "Mirror Image" an Angel's ability, not even a beggar-version one, and without an Angel status, one cannot truly achieve the deception of a Rule to erase several thousand years of time difference.

"Hmm... teaching me a 'Deception' of Sequence 3 intensity is enough; I can handle the rest." Klein thought for a moment, picked up the Dream Badge from the table, stroked it gently, and then placed it into the Paper Figurine.

Duke Zoroast narrowed his eyes and finally nodded in agreement.

"Thank you for your help." Klein released his hand again and nodded with a light smile toward this Angel.

At this moment, Klein's true body walked out from the Phantom Realm, and the Paper Figurine gradually shrank, falling into his pocket.

Afterward, he did not intend to stay any longer; after all, the pressure of facing a Marauder Angel is still quite significant.

"Grandfather..."

"Good." This Angel tapped the tabletop lightly, emitting a soft sound.

He instinctively reached out and gave a light grasp; it was as if he had grasped something, but in reality, the sensing of Causality had already connected with the "Deception," completing the "Mirror Image."

Duke Zoroast nodded lightly, watching Klein leave; his hand kept sliding on the tabletop, very restless.

Klein's vision suddenly blurred, and his Spirituality suddenly produced a sensation; from the perspective of the Causality Thread, the power of "Deception" was very obvious, disturbing the Causality Thread and stirring up the waves of Fate.

Klein looked at his palm and nodded with satisfaction, "'Deception' is already in hand, and it is time to let them out."

"You will likely be able to see your nephew tomorrow." Klein took his leave.

He hesitated for a long while, and when Klein stepped out of the Duke's mansion, he gave up the intention of stealing, picked up and left the paper that had been deliberately left behind; on the paper was Pallez Zoroast's private seal.

Klein's Paper Figure and Herwin Rambis walked out of the Duke's mansion and boarded a carriage.

They temporarily found an inn to stay in, and after Klein checked it once, he arrived Above the Gray Fog.

It was like a net, covering a certain rule of the Real World, capable of achieving some incredible effects.

"If I don't steal something, I always feel like I've lost out..."

"Tap!"

This Angel felt a bit itchy-handed, but looking at that Dream Badge, he didn't quite dare; after all, for the past few hundred years, the Zoroast Family had been under the protection of the Dream Sect.

A strange power descended, covering Klein.

The current "Fool" image of Klein had also changed greatly, with a cloak behind him engraved with dreams in the night sky, which made his image become incomparably tall, truly possessing a bit of the feeling of a True God.

"It's just that I don't dare to move it at all..." Klein could very clearly feel the power of this cloak behind him, which surpassed all the Magical Items in his hands.

But he held an extremely cautious attitude toward this thing and would not use it unless facing a life-and-death crisis.

Powerful strength is addictive, and the more it is used, the more it means he and the cloak behind him become increasingly compatible...

Klein shook the cloak behind him, sat on the seat of the "Fool," and with a wave of his hand, the Groselle's Travels flew in front of Klein.

Klein looked at his palm, followed his intuition, and gave a light grab; an inexplicable power descended, and the Rule was deceived.

He withdrew the power of the Gray Fog, and the book in front of him remained in mid-air without falling.

He had successfully deceived the Rule, letting the book escape the fate of falling to the ground.

"Sequence 3 level 'Deception,' this no longer puts any pressure on me."

Now that Klein is both a Causality Attendant and a Bizarro Sorcerer, after the two are superimposed, he has long since surpassed an ordinary Sequence 4.

Not to mention that the strength of a Causality Attendant is already much higher than an ordinary Sequence 4.

"It's enough if I rely on myself." Klein's thought moved, and Klein's Paper Figure entered the book.

The current book no longer had the danger of blizzards and had become a peaceful and quiet small town; Mobet and the others lived here, enjoying the treatment of heroes.

"Come over." Klein manipulated Causality, summoning everyone to a church.

"I have mastered the power to deceive Rules; you can leave now."

"Really?" Everyone was pleasantly surprised; this small town was good, but it was ultimately fake, and the unchanging life made people feel very awkward.

"Really." Klein did not waste words and directly used "Deception."

However, this time it was slightly more complex; he turned "Deception" into individual runes and imprinted them on everyone's arm.

This was not just "Deception"; inside it also contained the power of the Gray Fog.

A temporary "Deception" cannot last, and Klein's current status cannot make people gain longevity with a single deception, so he used the power of Causality to connect to the Gray Fog.

The status of the Gray Fog is sufficient, and its power is sufficient to maintain the long-term operation of the mark.

"We can finally go out." Xiatasi, whose temperament was not hidden at all, suddenly had eyes that turned a bit red.

"This is a good thing, it's just that after going out, we will likely have to part ways." Groselle sighed a little; after all, they were friends who had accompanied each other for who knows how many years.

"Fate always has countless possibilities! Our story is still long." Mobet was inexplicably optimistic.

"There is one thing I need to tell you: there is still 18 years until the Doomsday."

Klein's words were colder than the blizzards that had raged for countless years.

Klein did not say how many years this mark could be maintained because he was also not sure how many years he could live.

"Doomsday?" Mobet, a noble of the Fourth Epoch, had naturally heard of the prophecy of Doomsday, but he had likely not gone out for nearly two thousand years; in his era, Doomsday was just treated as a joke.

But now, the joke had suddenly descended upon him.

"Yes, the real, world's Doomsday." Klein nodded.

"..." The entire team fell into a strange silence.