Chapter 471: Deception

Klein took this step, and history retreated beneath his feet; in an instant, he spanned thousands, tens of thousands of years, and even more time.

Then, he saw the brilliant light gate stained with a hint of dark green, and saw one transparent Cocoon after another hanging from the light gate, one of which was himself.

"So it really is like this." Klein waved his hand, and the gray-white mist parted completely, revealing the cities hidden within.

Skyscrapers, various cars, pedestrians coming and going...

This consciousness of Klein's only took a glance before dissipating.

Because of the near-real world hidden deep within his spirit body, he had no particular feelings about the ruins before him; his heart was filled with the clarity of having solved a mystery, rather than despair.

Perhaps it was also because he had long since guessed the truth, and because the current him was actually not too lonely.

"So, what did you see?" Klein looked at the Amon before him with an expressionless face.

After uttering the name "Chernobyl," Amon widened his eyes, locking his gaze onto Klein.

"Hmm, I did see some things." Amon withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly.

Klein felt a slight chill in his body; as expected of the "God of Deception," he had been on guard against everything, yet he had still fallen for it.

Just now, the gray-white mist on his body surged, and everything that built a deeper connection with "Sefirah Castle" had fallen into Amon's eyes.

He could not even know what kind of information Amon had obtained from him.

"Congratulations, your 'Ancient Scholar' Potion has been completely digested, so are you going to the Giant King's Court now?" Amon suddenly brought up another matter.

Klein was somewhat triggered, feeling as if these two brothers were colluding to scheme against him.

"You entered through the Paranoid pathway, did you think I didn't know?" Amon pushed up his Monocle slightly, looking at Klein with a half-smile.

"In fact, if it weren't for you passing through His channel, my true body would have already blocked you outside the Forsaken Land of the Gods."

Klein's Spirituality jumped violently; his intuition told him this was true!

Adam and Amon are not as close as I thought, and there are also disagreements... This thought flashed through Klein's mind.

But in the next instant, his Spirituality warned him as if it were exploding.

"Do not trust Amon!"

Klein confirmed his highest principle and suddenly calmed down; no matter what Amon said afterward, he could not believe it, and he even had to take the initiative to forget some things.

"Sasriel had already become a god, but what is that thing inside? It couldn't be that the teacher pulled a fake to become a god back then, right?" Amon stated the most terrifying speculation in the most ordinary tone.

"We can actually all see that it is Sasriel inside, but everyone wants to know what kind of ghost that thing actually is."

Klein pursed his lips tightly, his heart trembling incessantly.

He had entered the Forsaken Land of the Gods so easily and completed the "Child of Fantasy" ritual, but now he had to pay the price.

But he had still underestimated the danger of the matter...

"And why is it you?" Amon's words piqued Klein's interest again.

Klein sadly discovered that even after confirming his highest principle, he was still easily manipulated by Amon.

"It's because of 'Sefirah Castle'!" Amon revealed the answer to the mystery.

"How about it? That thing inside is something even my teacher and the Paranoid don't want to deal with; its danger is self-evident. Why don't you give 'Sefirah Castle' to me, and I'll bear it for you."

Klein was almost angered to the point of laughter, "If you have the ability, then steal it away!"

"Sigh, it seems you know too." Amon sighed lightly. "That 'Mysteries' is just as biased as the teacher, binding 'Sefirah Castle' to you and not giving me a single chance." Amon was like a spendthrift son clamoring for his inheritance, complaining about the old man's favoritism.

"Oh, you don't know yet, right? When all of you transmigrated together, it was the teacher who personally took action to destroy the chances of others getting onto 'Sefirah Castle,' letting 'Sefirah Castle' fall onto you."

"Otherwise, with hundreds or thousands of transmigrators, it wouldn't necessarily have been your turn."

"Tell me, if this isn't favoritism, what is?"

"Oh, no, wait," Amon seemed to have said something, gently pushing his Monocle, "this isn't a good thing for you, after all, you've probably already realized it by now."

"'Mysteries' is about to wake up."

Klein looked at Amon expressionlessly.

Amon looked at Klein with a smile on his lips; there wasn't a single lie in His mouth, which was very rare for a "God of Deception."

But who said "truth" couldn't deceive people?

Klein's spiritual intuition gave the revelation that these words were all true, and certain thoughts uncontrollably appeared in his mind.

"Why didn't Chumen choose someone else?"

Klein's nostrils flared slightly, and his breathing suddenly became a bit heavier.

"So, is there anything else?" Silently staring at Amon for a few seconds, Klein asked softly.

"... You still want to listen? Then fine!"

Amon narrowed His eyes and then continued.

"Because of the teacher's existence, that 'Mysteries' changed the Rules of 'Sefirah Castle,' setting it as unstealable, undeceivable, and un-Foolable."

"So, whether it's me, Bethel, or Antigonus, if we want to obtain 'Sefirah Castle' from you, we must..." Amon paused deliberately.

"... eat you."

Amon suddenly laughed, looking into Klein's eyes, "The moment you woke up, your Fate was tightly linked to the three of us; there can only be one winner among us."

"There is only one winner, but there is not only one Living Being." Klein suddenly said.

"..." Amon blinked and clapped lightly, "Your intuition is very sharp, but while it is indeed possible for the three of us to survive through some method, you cannot."

"I know, because of 'Sefirah Castle', right." Klein took over Amon's words.

"So is there any other more Hidden information? I've already heard enough of this." Klein looked at Amon with calm eyes.

"I also want to know why that Sasriel in the Giant King's Court is so special, to the point that you are all staring at Him, yet not one of you has gone to resolve Him?"

Klein's eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge, asking Amon for advice like a student.

Hmm... if one ignores that Amon is Amon, He is still very knowledgeable and can answer most of Klein's doubts.

"Also, do you know about the Western Continent? Did the Elf really migrate from there?"

"Of course, most importantly, why did the gods besiege your father back then? What is the essence of Rose Redemption? Why are you not in this organization?"

The smile at the corners of Amon's mouth vanished completely, and the two expressionless faces stared at each other in silence.

(End of chapter)