Chapter 468: Child of Fantasy

Klein approached; it was a barrier constructed from countless Dream Phosphor, which separated the Forsaken Land of the Gods and, with supreme divine miracles, divided the world into two diametrically opposed parts.

Inside was the Fantasy Land that even angels and gods coveted, while outside was the deepest darkness and the desolate, dead land that even the gods had abandoned.

Klein walked to the edge of "Fantasy Land" and reached out to touch it.

Whoosh... His body was directly sucked into that brilliant light; the cohesive force was too strong to resist at all.

"Where is this?" Klein looked at everything before him in astonishment, his body stiff as he watched the cars speeding past.

"Watch where you're going! Running on the road!" The beautiful and intimate greeting jolted Klein awake, and he hurriedly ran onto the sidewalk.

"This is... Earth?" Klein's mind went blank.

"The young man is so handsome, what character are you cosplaying?"

"Looks like a medieval noble from Europe..."

Various real sounds entered Klein's ears, gradually awakening his reason.

He looked at the high-rise buildings not far away, looked at the playground, and looked at the park for the elderly.

Everything was so familiar, and so real.

Klein's figure vanished from the spot, causing bursts of real exclamations.

Some uncontrollable impulse drove Klein to take a trip in this world, arriving at the place clearest in his memory: the home he had before he transmigrated.

Only when he saw that familiar doorway did Klein suddenly stop.

Perhaps it was the timidity of nearing home, or perhaps he did not want this world to be destroyed; he dared not step forward.

"Mingrui? Is that you? Why are you wearing such strange clothes?" A voice that reached deep into his marrow sounded in Klein's ear.

Hum! Klein felt his soul trembling. At the last moment, he used the ability of "Faceless" to change back into the appearance of "Zhou Mingrui" and used the ability of "Clown" to steady his expression.

"Mom..." Zhou Mingrui skillfully took the vegetables and pork from his mother's hands and said with a smile, "Work has been a bit tiring lately, so I came back to rest for a while."

"Good, good, good!"

After having dinner with his parents for the first time in a long while and chatting for a while, Klein walked into his room and closed the door.

"Passing off the fake as the real? No... I can't tell the difference..." Klein closed his eyes; his mind had received an unimaginable impact.

This world was perfect in every way, from spiritual perception to the five senses; there were no flaws.

"But I am becoming a 'Child of Fantasy'."

As a Sequence 2 of the "Dream Path", the "Child of Fantasy", Klein had completed the ritual of "Pilgrimage to 'Fantasy Land'", but there was no need to hold a Gift ritual anymore.

His own Dream Phosphor was resonating with "Fantasy Land", constantly sublimating, directly stepping into the level of an Angel.

"After becoming a 'Child of Fantasy', believers alone can no longer anchor oneself. At this time, one instead becomes the most solid anchor to resist assimilation."

"So the world before me is my anchor..."

Klein opened his eyes again, and the brilliant Dream Phosphor surged at this moment. "The wind is coming," Klein said softly, pushing open the window.

Then, a storm composed of Dream Phosphor roared in, pouring directly into Klein's body.

It was also at this moment that Klein withdrew his consciousness from this world and returned to "Fantasy Land".

Klein looked at the infinite Dream Phosphor before him and was slightly stunned. He could clearly feel that that world existed within his own spirit body, appearing both virtual and real, neither fully one nor the other.

"This is the 'Child of Fantasy'. If one can even deceive oneself, then there are no more false things in the world."

"No, perhaps that world is real to me. As long as my level is high enough, I can create a real world..."

Klein exhaled lightly, controlling himself with unimaginable perseverance, and this intense emotion of separation allowed him to maintain his self within that angel-level Dream Phosphor.

"If I hadn't realized this, I probably would have failed the advancement, or I would have stayed in the dream forever, and then this body would have become a part of the dream?"

Various thoughts made Klein's brain feel like it was about to explode; he had to manifest the "Pacify" of the "Spectator" pathway to calm his heart.

"So this is your world..." It was also at this time that a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Klein.

In that instant, Klein's body had already reacted.

"No need to rush, I cannot harm you in 'Fantasy Land'." A man wearing a classic magic robe, a pointed hat, and a Monocle appeared beside Klein.

Amon! Klein's pupils shrank, his body tense, but upon hearing what Amon said, his body gradually relaxed.

"You felt it so quickly?" Amon pushed his Monocle slightly, watching Klein's various small movements with great interest.

"Yes, here, I am a Dream Angel, you cannot beat me." This was the reason Klein truly relaxed.

After becoming an Angel of the "Dream" pathway, he naturally possessed great authority over the "Dream" pathway.

This authority was universal in "Fantasy Land", the "Phantom Realm", and even the Dream Sect.

And its manifestation in "Fantasy Land" included mobilizing the power of "Fantasy Land".

Here, except for the "Supreme Dream", no one could harm him, and as long as he caught the opportunity, he could harm anyone except the "Supreme Dream", including Amon!

"Sigh, Teacher is truly too biased. As his student, my authority in 'Fantasy Land' is actually not as good as yours, a newly promoted Angel!" Amon sighed.

"You have been in 'Fantasy Land' for over two thousand years, with 108,961 acts of theft and Deception. Your remaining here is simply a defilement..." Klein used his authority to learn this information.

"This 'Fantasy Land' will be mine sooner or later; I am just exercising my power a little bit early." Amon did not care at all about how many times he had been stopped by "Fantasy Land".

Even just now, if it weren't for the Rule restrictions of "Fantasy Land", he might have tried to steal Klein's Fate.

"What a pity..." Amon shook his head slightly, no longer looking at Klein, and walked in another direction.

"..." Klein watched silently as Amon walked away, and only after he could no longer see his figure did he let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Heaven knows how panicked Klein was the moment he saw Amon; he was just relying on the "Clown" ability to hold on.

"A student of the 'Supreme Dream'? This avatar of Amon has actually stayed in 'Fantasy Land' for over two thousand years..."

(End of chapter)