Chapter 434: Dreamy History

When advancing to a Sequence 4 Demigod, Klein chose the most secure method: first becoming a "Causality Attendant," then planning for "Bizarro Sorcerer."

This choice was made firstly because of the ritual requirements—the two rituals could not be performed simultaneously—and secondly because he knew that the "Bizarro Sorcerer" advancement could encounter very serious problems.

But now, the "Ancient Scholar" ritual had long been completed; furthermore, when it came to the safest environment for advancement, no place in this world could compare to this ocean!

Being in this ocean, it would be difficult even if you wanted to lose control.

"What is he trying to do?" As the Guardian of this ritual, Bernadette naturally saw Klein's abnormal actions, and then she saw Klein suddenly pull a Potion from his chest.

"Stop!" Bernadette called out softly, but Klein, having finally made up his mind, would naturally not give up easily.

"Don't worry, I have it under control." Klein simply transmitted his intent to Bernadette through a Causality Thread, then drank the Potion directly.

Bernadette's outstretched hand froze in place; as a Dream Angel, she could even cause Klein's ritual to fail with just a single thought.

But she could not actively stop this advancement; "Do what you will, but do no harm" was the motto she had followed since she was young.

Gurgle... The Potion was like a mass of mist, seemingly weightless, and after entering Klein's body, this mass of mist burst open, differentiating into wisps that entered every Phosphor Worm.

Cold and scorching pain spread through every Phosphor Worm; at this moment, a familiar, boundless grey-white fog appeared before Klein's eyes.

That was the fog of history, everything he had experienced in this world, and deep within it was the long time he had spent hanging in the cocoon of light.

"The effect of the ritual is much better than I imagined, so how many years did I hang above the Grey Fog?" Klein mocked himself, but the next instant, he entered history.

Of course, the Dream Baptism he was enduring was also ongoing and had not ended.

The dreamy starlit seawater entered the fog of history, scattering stars into every corner of history as Klein walked.

Klein had entered the fog of history, but this was the Dream Sea.

He walked through history, experiencing the sublimation of his own status; along the way, he discovered various starlight fragments in the surrounding fog—that was the Black Iron Age of the Fifth Epoch, there was Roselle, there was the Rose School of Thought...

These were all histories that Klein understood, manifesting within this fog of history.

"The Fourth Epoch..." Klein delved deeper and saw the war at the end of the Fourth Epoch that engulfed the entire world; the Death God fell, the Night Emperor bled, a dreamy trajectory slid across the Astral World and the Spirit World, the gods were silent, and the Starry Sky was hushed.

Then came the coexistence of empires, the First Imperial War, the founding of Balam...

Because of his Angel connections, and also because he had been to those remaining battlefields, Klein's understanding of Fourth Epoch history far exceeded the requirements for the "Ancient Scholar" advancement.

"And then the Third Epoch..."

Klein suddenly felt as if he had entered a terrifying battlefield, and endless light drowned him.

"That's not right!" Klein's Spirituality jolted awake; he had some understanding of the history of the killing of the Third Epoch Creator, but it was no more than that of the Fourth Epoch, yet the fragments of light in history were not fading or decreasing!

"It's the Dream Sea!" Klein realized something; those seawater masses formed by starlight had undergone certain mutations after following Klein into the fog of history, completing the history that Klein only knew partially.

Sss!

Klein saw the Spear of Destiny pierce through an Angel's chest.

This was Klein's initial impression of this war, and beyond this impression, his knowledge of this war to assassinate the Creator was limited to the participants.

"Come here." Klein heard a voice in history and saw a blurry but familiar figure in the fog of history.

At the same time, the body of that "Sun" Pathway King of Angels shattered, and all the Characteristics on his body dispersed and surged toward one place.

Klein widened his eyes abruptly; he realized something in this instant—after all, he was also someone who possessed knowledge of the Third Epoch "King of Angels," and he guessed who this person being killed was, and who was killing him!

"It's Chumen..."

Klein muttered, watching the complete Characteristic of the "Sun" Pathway merge into Chumen's body.

"Then who is the current 'Eternal Blazing Sun'?!"

Hum... Klein moved forward uncontrollably and saw more history.

For example, Chumen thrusting the Spear of Destiny into an indescribable shadow of light.

This scene was full of absurd and dreamy colors; in the Scripture of the Third Epoch Creator, the status of the Dream Angel was equal to that of the Vice Sovereign of Heaven, equivalent to the Creator's right and left hands.

But now, he had thrust the Spear of Destiny into the Creator's chest.

The sense of déjà vu in this scene was too strong; the sacred and dreamy implications left Klein completely stunned.

Chumen in the scene suddenly looked up, as if he had discovered something and was looking at Klein.

Klein felt a shock in his heart and subconsciously walked forward, entering even more distant history.

It was just that, compared to the shocking assassination earlier, some history of the Third or even Second Epoch was nothing more than that.

Klein saw the rule of the Creator in the early Third Epoch, the Holy War of the late Second Epoch, and the war between the Dream Angel and the "Queen of Calamity"...

Klein also had a very good understanding of Second Epoch history because he possessed the "Book of Calamity."

"Where is my limit?" Klein leaped into the final cluster of light.

This was a very simple building, likely a style popular in the early Second Epoch.

Klein thought for a moment and pushed open the door, which had only a few leaves; he saw an acquaintance lying inside the house.

Compared to the him he knew, the current him was very immature, looking like...

"When I first transmigrated," Klein said silently.

It was at this moment that Chumen suddenly sat up from the simple bed.

His eyes, with little specks of Dream Phosphor flickering, seemed to see Klein through history.

"Hello," Chumen greeted with a light laugh.

"..." Klein was stunned; could a person in history actually greet him?!

No, it seemed he had already shown signs of this just now... Klein suddenly felt a bit nervous.

"Look behind you," Chumen pointed at Klein to remind him.

Klein turned his head subconsciously, and then he saw a cloak fluttering behind him.

Its appearance was so abrupt that it made Klein's hair stand on end.

"Go back." Chumen waved his hand lightly, and Klein's body recoiled violently, returning to the Dream Sea the next instant.

"Seal!" Klein's mind stirred, drawing upon the seawater of the Dream Sea; this ocean was his reliance for daring to advance simultaneously!