Chapter 475: Fallen Creator

Klein tested out the "Last Supper" and was very satisfied with its powerful effects; with this, he had a bit more confidence in facing that "Sasriel."

"Let's set off now!" After weighing the options, Klein decided to act immediately.

Afterward, he returned to the City of Silver and found Archbishop Colin Iliad.

"Could you dispatch an exploration team to accompany me to the Giant King's Court?" Klein asked directly.

"The Giant King's Court?" The Archbishop was very sharp and guessed Klein's purpose.

"Are you intending to open that final door?"

"Yes!" Klein naturally had other thoughts regarding this matter; he intended to use this to complete the "Miracle Invoker" ritual.

As long as he took an exploration team to open that door, he could bring a piece of lost history back to the current era!

The history of the City of Silver perfectly matched Klein's requirements.

"Perhaps I will need to take this team to the world outside the Forsaken Land of the Gods, but I promise, I will send them back intact!"

Klein made the promise in the name of an Angel.

He would face the "Sasriel" in that palace alone; if he could win, there would naturally be no danger, and if he lost, there would be no need for these people to enter.

"Go to the world outside the Forsaken Land of the Gods?" Colin Iliad frowned, somewhat surprised.

Their City of Silver had entered the Dream Divine Kingdom and naturally had no other thoughts, so after exploring the Giant King's Court, they had no intention of taking any risks with that door.

"Very well, I will arrange a team to follow you to the outside world to propagate the Gift of Dream on the North and South Continents and spread the glory of 'Fantasy Land' to other continents."

This Archbishop Iliad did not show the slightest reluctance; his piety even made Klein feel somewhat ashamed.

"I guarantee that I will not let them suffer any harm and will send them back to the City of Silver," Klein said again with a solemn expression.

Colin Iliad nodded slightly and efficiently assembled the exploration team, choosing the most pious group of believers.

"Little Sun" Derrick Berg was among them, as was someone Klein had a deeper impression of: Lovia Tiffany.

They were actually all the most pious believers... Klein looked at the cross on Lovia and then thought of Derrick Berg, who could be considered a believer of the "Fool."

What a sense of humor this was...

Klein explained his purpose to these people and let them choose for themselves.

"It is our honor to go and spread the glory of Dream!"

Even Derrick and Lovia expressed this attitude.

"Good!" Klein nodded slowly, and another body walked out from beside him.

His main body could be in "Sefirah Castle" or in "Fantasy Land," but at this stage, it still could not go out; after all, Amon was watching.

"Let's go." The other Klein set off with the team and teleported directly to the vicinity of the Giant King's Court.

Meanwhile, Klein's main body nodded in thanks to Colin Iliad and returned to his residence; in reality, he had already arrived at "Sefirah Castle," ready to provide support at any moment.

"Giant King's Court, Sasriel..." Klein looked at the solidified Twilight, his expression grave. "You stay here; I will naturally bring you in after I open the door."

"Mr. Klein Moretti!" Derrick wanted to step forward.

"No," Klein refused, "you only need to wait for my news."

"... Very well."

Klein walked alone into the Giant King's God's Kingdom, where the Twilight was solidified. This place had already been explored by the City of Silver in various ways, so there were naturally no secrets left. He soon arrived at the deepest palace he had once seen in his divination.

A huge key appeared in Klein's hand, and he opened the palace gate with great ease, using both hands to push the massive portal open.

"Whew!" Klein looked toward the faint Shadow in the deepest part of the palace.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous; even the Klein body on "Sefirah Castle" was tensed to the limit.

Under the invasion of the external Twilight, the Shadow gradually disintegrated, revealing the Giant's steps and the iron-black throne upon them.

On the throne sat the Vice Sovereign of Heaven whom Klein had already seen in history or murals—"Sasriel."

Klein's body gradually stiffened; he discovered that even with his powers of "Causality" and "Reality," he could not tell if the "Sasriel" before him was real or fake!

"Sigh..." A sigh suddenly rang in Klein's ears.

This voice was ethereal and indescribable, as if it had crossed endless time to land in reality; it came from that "Sasriel"!

Six Angel-level Historical Projections suddenly appeared behind Klein, and the "Last Supper" appeared in his hands!

"I thought it would be 'Dream,' I didn't expect it to be 'Sefirah Castle'."

"'Sefirah Castle'..." Klein's pupils darkened; there was no doubt that this was the reason Adam had insisted on pushing him to come here.

"One must possess a material entity like 'Sefirah Castle' to be qualified to face this 'Sasriel'; what Chumen has is..."

"... the Dream Book!" Klein instantly understood many things.

"Are you, or are you not, that 'Dark Angel,' the 'Vice Sovereign of Heaven,' Sasriel?" Klein looked at this figure and asked the question that even deities were concerned about.

"A very good question, though I am also wondering." Unexpectedly, this "Sasriel" did not resist the question.

"Then what is your answer?" Klein pressed, knowing full well what role he should be playing at this moment.

"I am not Him; He has already become a god." "Sasriel" thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

Klein even felt that some change he was unaware of had occurred in the outside world, especially in the Astral World, which was already isolated from the Forsaken Land of the Gods; a terrifying wave of Spirituality must have erupted there!

"Then what kind of thing are you?" Klein asked again.

"I am..." The corners of "Sasriel's" mouth curled into a smile, but this smile, in Klein's eyes, carried intense malice and a sense of being Fallen!

"Fallen Creator!"

The pupils of the Klein on "Sefirah Castle" shrank; this name made him feel an uncontrollable sense of terrifying hatred, resentment, and corruption.

At this moment, he was even a little panicked. Through the connection between "Sefirah Castle" and the outside world, he looked toward Moretti Manor in the suburbs of Backlund, and the Chumen Manor next to it.

"I only wanted to save Sasriel at the time; how could I have imagined that I would end up creating this monster?"

Chumen's slightly innocent voice suddenly reached "Sefirah Castle" through Causality and rang in Klein's ears.

He did not know when he had returned to Chumen Manor, but at this moment, he was also paying attention to everything happening in the Giant King's Court.

(End of chapter)