Chapter 472: Task

"Come on, let's hurt each other..." Klein felt as if his gaze had already shouted this sentence out loud.

The facts Amon spoke of did indeed deal a not-insignificant blow to Klein's mind, but at the same time, Klein also knew that Amon certainly had ill intentions in telling him this knowledge.

So, Klein decided to strike back.

Look, Amon was not without flaws after all... Klein looked at the expressionless Amon and felt inexplicably pleased.

"Interesting." Under Klein's gaze, Amon pinched his crystal-carved Monocle, the corners of his mouth curling back into his signature smile.

"Then you continue being interesting." Klein really did not want to stay with Amon like this anymore and returned to the City of Silver; Amon, however, did not follow.

Klein used his Spirituality to seal his room, and after confirming Amon was not peeping, he directly utilized his connection to Sefirah Castle and jumped his main body inside.

—Having thoroughly digested the Ancient Scholar Potion, mastered Sefirah Castle, and advanced to Child of Fantasy, Klein possessed many abilities he had previously only "fantasized" about.

For instance, treating Sefirah Castle as a storage space that could be accessed at any time, or even as an impregnable fortress that he could enter and exit at will.

This was the first time Klein had come up to Sefirah Castle since becoming a Dream Angel.

Hum!

The first thing Klein felt was the vibration of the Dream Crystal Ball.

"Hm? Because I am already a Dream Angel, this permission has finally been completely opened to me?" After seeing the flickering Dream Phosphor, Klein had already obtained the answer.

He reached out and took the Dream Crystal Ball into his hand, only to see a symbol bearing an "Illusion Dream" float up from the crystal ball and land in Klein's palm.

"Ding! Task system activated!"

At this moment, Klein's expression became extremely colorful, possessing a strange sense of absurdity.

"I don't know if this is Roselle's idea or Chumen's..." Klein muttered.

But he still looked at the symbol in his hand; that symbol really did display a panel just like the systems he had seen long ago, and it showed a task on it.

In fact, this was just that notice board from the Fantasy Dream Temple, just with some special effects added.

"Emergency Task: Prevent the 'Primordial Witch' from descending! Recommended for Angels to accept! Location: Forsaken Land of the Gods..."

A line of red, urgent text appeared on the panel, and Klein was stunned; wasn't this task clearly issued to him?

"Task completion reward: 013, 'The Last Supper'."

"Details: 'The Last Supper' is composed of three Sequence 2 Characteristics, first appeared in the war at the end of the Third Epoch, and records the historical imagery of that war..."

After seeing this reward, Klein was already tempted.

Every epoch's end and beginning was due to a certain intense war, and the Third Epoch was buried in that battle to hunt down the Creator.

"This has me pinned down..." Klein tapped the bronze table lightly; a certain rhythm of Causality had already been captured by him.

He gently closed his eyes, his consciousness projecting into the body currently standing in the Elf Ruins.

The Elf Ruins were the former God's Kingdom of the Elf race, burying countless secrets.

And Klein, who was currently conducting archaeology, also took action from time to time to Harvest some Monsters; these Monsters were of the Storm Pathway, attracted here by the residual aura.

"'Primordial Witch'?" Klein easily killed a Monster equivalent to a Catastrophe Priest, put away the Characteristic, and at this moment, he looked in one direction.

What remained unchanged in the Forsaken Land of the Gods were the Lightning and darkness, but in Klein's Spirituality perception, which had broken through the sky due to becoming a Dream Angel, there was always one patch of darkness that was unique. "A terrifying aura..." Klein muttered, then quietly approached, "Travel"-ing to a dead, silent ocean.

"This is?" Klein's Spirituality told him the answer; he reached out and pulled, taking out the real Book of Calamity.

Klein had once seen in the book the "Dream Angel" and "Queen of Calamity" fighting not long after the former's debut; judging from the remnants of the Dream Phosphor, this was the place.

"A city." Klein saw the ancient city appearing under the Lightning.

This was a very primitive but massive city; the moment the Disaster broke out back then, the humans in the city were all relocated to the Northern Continent, leaving only an empty city.

"That power like a Disaster or Doomsday came from this city." A scene of the situation inside the city suddenly appeared in Klein's mind.

The city, which was already crumbling, had been completely petrified by some terrifying power, and black, evil patterns were gradually climbing onto every corner of the city.

And in the center of the city, in the altar dedicated to the Statue of the Dream Angel, a figure wearing holy robes was suspended in mid-air.

Thump! Thump!

It was as if a heartbeat sounded, and the whole world was shaking along with it.

"This is?!" Klein woke up with a start, actually feeling his own heartbeat tending toward that rhythm, and at this time, his body was also constantly petrifying, with stone chips already appearing on his skin.

"'Primordial Witch's' heartbeat? How is that possible?" Klein was stunned, and then he found the specific image of that holy figure in his memory.

"Trissy!" Klein's face turned black.

"How could it be her?" Klein had to carefully consider whether to accept this task.

"..." He struggled for a while, but still did not leave, instead staring at that city, his surging Spirituality constantly receiving various information, forming various images.

After becoming a Child of Fantasy, he was already able to actively drive his Spirituality to resonate with the Spirit World and the Real World to obtain information.

The first scene was a monstrous Tsunami rushing over, and standing on the waves was the "Queen of Calamity," whom Klein was already quite familiar with.

She seemed to want to flood the entire city.

Only at this moment, the Dream Sea, which Klein was very familiar with, manifested and blocked the real Tsunami.

It was Chumen, still a Dream Angel, confronting the "Queen of Calamity."

Only Klein's gaze paused, looking at a boy standing at the city gate behind Chumen, who was constantly standing on tiptoe, looking at the battlefield.

In the information, he, the Dream Angel, and the "Queen of Calamity" all had colors.

"'Primordial Witch'?!" Klein had a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

Many things, as long as one understands their beginning, can be deduced through Causality.

So Klein could roughly guess some of the "plot."

Sure enough, in a flash, the scene before Klein's eyes was already the image of Chumen bestowing a blessing upon the boy.

Klein's mouth twitched, recalling the scenes of meeting Trissy several times; he resonated with Chumen inexplicably, but it also seemed a bit wrong.

"He really saved Cheek, but I am a fake!"

(End of chapter)