No way, I haven't been anywhere... Can you please come here by yourself, Long Legs? Klein showed a grinning expression that didn't match Gehrman Sparrow's setting, and he almost gasped.

The only reason that stopped him from doing so was that it would cause quite a noise and allow "trouble" to discover his hiding place!

No longer a young night watchman, he made a quick decision, held his breath, stood up slowly, and moved to the iron gate almost silently, looking stealthily and calmly towards the direction where the footsteps came from.

He believes that since hiding and avoiding may not work, it is necessary to confirm the danger-related situations in order to make the most appropriate choice!

With two miniature suns in his eyes, Klein waited for dozens of seconds and heard the footsteps becoming heavier and clearer, accompanied by the clanging sound of an iron door being pushed open and hitting the wall.

Then he saw a tall figure appear on the right side of the corridor.

The figure was nearly two meters and five centimeters tall, wearing a full-body black armor that felt as cold as if it were real, like a giant knight.

He was restrained and silent like the deep sea. Two balls of deep red light flashed in the place of his eyes, and he held a long and wide black straight sword in his hand.

Bang!

He pushed open the iron door of a cell, stepped in, and turned around as if searching for something.

Hiss... Are you looking for a certain prisoner? This way, they will definitely find me... Klein hesitated, wondering whether he should leave the cell and find another way out before the other party gets close, or attack suddenly and get rid of the target quickly and swiftly, and then continue to hide here and wait for the dream to end.

After determining how much time he had to think, Klein quickly took off the yellow crystal pendant from his left wrist cuff and began to tell fortunes in a voice that only he could hear:

"That knight just now was very powerful."

After reciting it seven times quickly, Klein opened his eyes and saw the topaz pendant spinning clockwise with a large amplitude and very fast speed.

This means the target is a very dangerous person!

Without any hesitation, and without any time to hesitate, Klein used the Joker's extraordinary ability to control his muscles and opened the iron gate without any extra movement.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity when the black-armored knight entered another cell, he tiptoed to the corridor, shrunken his body and moved quickly to the left.

In the thick darkness, he listened to the movements behind him while maintaining stealthy and swift movements. He soon turned a corner and arrived in front of a pair of iron doors that seemed to be the exit.

After trying to push and pull it, Klein discovered that the iron door was not heavy, but was locked by someone.

After thinking for two seconds, he took out the key he picked up in the cell, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it without much hope.

There was a slight click and the lock on the double iron door was released.

Is this okay? Even though it was a dream, I couldn't just pick up a key and think it was an important prop... I had originally planned to make a paper soldier out of it, insert it into the crack of the door, and cut it continuously, one by one... Klein slowly pushed open the iron door, half doubtful and half complaining.

To his disappointment, behind the iron door was not an exit, but a hall filled with miscellaneous items.

He closed the door and locked it again. Klein walked around the messy pile of items and looked for a possible door or path.

After a few seconds, he noticed an inconspicuous black wooden door in the corner, so he approached it carefully and grasped the handle.

The scene inside naturally emerged in his mind. It was a storage room with a full-length mirror on the right and a figure in a linen robe huddled on the right.

Someone? The escaped prisoner? Klein, who was forced out of his comfort zone, decided to take the initiative to a limited extent, so he slowly turned the handle and pushed open the black wooden door.

He needed to have a general understanding of what was going on so that he could decide whether to flee or fight in a critical moment.

"Who?" the figure in the linen robe asked hurriedly but softly, his tone full of despair and pain.

“An adventurer.” Klein answered simply.

He had used his night vision to see the figure clearly:

This is a man with a weather-beaten face. There are deep wrinkles on his forehead, eyes and mouth, but his hair is shiny black without a single silver strand.

His linen robe was simple and quaint, his expression was distorted by pain, and his rare pure black eyes were filled with surprise and confusion that were difficult to conceal:

"adventurer?

"How did you get here?"

Klein kept a certain distance from the man who was not sure whether he was young or old. He stood at the door and looked at him and said:

"It is necessary courtesy to introduce yourself before asking someone a question."

As the "Faceless Man", just by observing him for a short time, he had already grasped the other person's characteristics. In addition to the contradiction between hair color and wrinkles, there was also a hideous old scar on his cheek.

The man was startled and glanced around the hall worriedly:

"You'd better close the door. We can't be caught by that demon, otherwise..."

The muscles on his face visibly twitched twice, as if he was recalling something bad.

"Demon?" Klein whispered, reaching back and closing the black wooden door.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a bitter smile:

"I'm sorry, I wasn't polite just now.

"My name is Leo Master, an ascetic from a religious order."

"A religious organization? It seems that you are not a follower of one of the Seven Gods." Klein discovered the problem from the other party's choice of words.

If it was an ascetic who believed in one of the Seven Gods, he could obviously say it directly. Even the priest of the Church of the Sun and the bishop of the Church of the Storm would not fight as soon as they met in such a dangerous place.

Leo Master laughed at himself and said:

"Yes, I worship the original creator. He is the omniscient and omnipotent being, the source of all greatness. He is the beginning and the end. He is the God of gods!"

This... Upon hearing that the other party worshipped the original Creator, Klein's first reaction was the "Twilight Hermit Order."

However, there are indeed some small sects in the North and South Continents that practice primitive worship, and there are many people who believe in the original Creator... Klein considered it and asked:

“What is the name of your religious organization?

"How did you get here?"

Leo Master hesitated and said:

“The easternmost part of the Sonia Sea is where my Lord sleeps. His holy mountain is hidden somewhere here. I led a pilgrim team here, trying to witness the miracle and redeem myself.

"Perhaps it was an inevitable test. We were caught by that demon and died one after another...

"Later, I seized the opportunity, escaped from the cell, and hid here until the demon left."

Klein thought for a moment and said:

"Do you know what that demon is called? What are his characteristics?"

"Him?" Leo Master shook his head, looking a little confused. "I don't know his specific name, but many pilgrims seem to know him and call him the 'Black Saint'."

The Black Saint? A demigod? Was this Leo Master's dream, or that demigod's dream? Judging from my divination results, it should be the latter, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big danger... Klein was about to ask which organization Leo Master belonged to and find out the general extraordinary ability of the "Black Saint" when he suddenly caught sight of the full-length mirror opposite the ascetic monk.

In mysticism, mirrors are channels that connect to a secret and unknown world and can easily lead to terrible accidents. Therefore, Klein, who was in a dangerous dream, walked over cautiously, intending to use the power of the "Priest of Light" to directly destroy the object.

“No, don’t!” Leo Master seemed to have sensed Klein’s intention and shouted in horror, “Without it, I will, I will die immediately!”

Huh? Klein looked at the mirror again in confusion.

Although the environment here is extremely dark, two figures are clearly reflected in the mirror. One is Leo Master, who has many wrinkles and black hair, and the other is Gehrman Sparrow, who has a thin face, black hair, brown eyes, and wears a baseball cap.

At this moment, when Klein did not make any move, Gehrman Sparrow in the mirror slowly turned his head and gave him a gloomy smile!

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the mirror surface and a hand stretched out.

Klein simply blinked, and Gehrman Sparrow, who looked exactly like him, crawled out of the mirror. His face was stained with a distinctly eerie feeling due to the darkness!

Very scary... Unfortunately, I don't look like Gehrman Sparrow, so you didn't scare me... If it was Zhou Mingrui who appeared in the mirror, I would probably wake up in shock... Klein looked at the other person calmly and raised his left hand, with a layer of sunlight flowing on it.

The sinister Gehrman Sparrow on the opposite side smiled and raised his left hand as well, making his glove appear a noble yet evil dark black.

This corresponds to the ability of "Corrupted Baron"!

My clone? Klein thought for a moment and raised his right hand expressionlessly.

In his palm was a short milky white scepter that appeared from nowhere, with a circle of blue-green "gems" inlaid on the top.

"Poseidon's Scepter"!

Although the actions in the dream must be logical to achieve the desired effect, Klein doubted that this illusory world could not affect the gray fog and the mysterious space. Therefore, he tried to simplify the ritual process and told himself that the "Scepter of Poseidon" was kept in a place similar to a unique area in the spiritual world, and he could take it out whenever he wanted.

The result of the attempt made Klein happy. The dream world was indeed unable to distinguish the difference between the unique area of ​​the spiritual world and the area above the gray fog. On the premise that the "Poseidon Scepter" really belonged to him, this demigod-level sealed object was "taken" out!

Is it really possible... otherwise we will have to fight a fierce battle with the other side... Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He also believed that the mirror could not replicate the part related to the gray fog.

The eerie Gehrman Sparrow stared at the opposite side in a daze, and instinctively raised his hand, but his right palm was empty.

Then, he saw countless silver-white lightning shooting out and wrapping himself layer by layer, forcing him to consume the "paper man substitutes" one by one but unable to jump out of this area.

Zizzzzi! A huge ball of lightning illuminated the narrow room where there was no escape, and then disappeared along with Gehrman Sparrow in the mirror.

For some reason, Klein felt that he had become inexplicably calmer at this moment, as if he had entered the sage time.

He turned his head and looked at Leo Master again and said:

"What is the name of that religious organization you joined?"

Leo Master trembled and answered:

"Aurora Club..."

Aurora Society? Klein was stunned and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

At this moment, there was a loud clanging sound outside, and the locked double iron doors seemed to be kicked open by someone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heavy footsteps, like the sound of drums, headed straight for the corner, as if they had discovered Klein and Leo Master's hiding place.

Klein suspected that the noise of the lightning storm just now had made the "Black Saint" aware of it!

There is no way to hide... Klein held the "Poseidon's Scepter" in his hand and kicked the black wooden door of the storage room away, kicking towards the "Black Saint"!

As the wooden door rolled, he saw the target clearly:

The knight in black full body armor had pushed up his visor at some point, revealing a deeply wrinkled face, a few strands of shiny black hair, and an old scar on his cheek.

He looks exactly like Leo Master, even the smallest features are identical!

The only difference was that his eyes glowed a deep red.

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