Hearing Klein's answer, Amon smiled and shook his head. He reached out to open the door and asked casually:

"How did you come up with this honorific name?"

“It has to be related to oneself to a certain extent, but it also has to avoid being targeted by others through the automatic response to prayer. There aren’t many such honorific names.” Seeing that he had been exposed, Klein no longer had any need to hide anything. Moreover, he also hoped to seize possible opportunities through similar conversations.

At the same time, his mind raced as he thought about how to save himself:

"I am deeply 'parasitized'. Any thoughts that are not in the interests of Amon can be easily sensed and detected by Him...

"Today is Saturday, and Monday is almost here. If The Fool stops the Tarot gathering without warning, the other members will be panicked, nervous, and confused. Among them, the one who knows how to contact the World will definitely try to summon the messenger and ask the reason. Once the messenger approaches me, she will be able to discover Amon's existence. Then, she can use the 'Yesterday Reappearance' spell to restore her peak state. With the full strength of an angel, He has a good chance of rescuing me from Amon's clone...

"The most important thing for me right now is to hold on and survive these two days!

"By the way, Amon, since He can't steal my fate now, why did He try to make a peaceful deal just now? Even if I agreed, He wouldn't dare to let me go above the gray fog to make the promise. That would mean that I would be out of His control and could use the 'Source Castle' to effectively purify and fight back against the 'Parasite'...

“Is ‘agreement’ itself a switch that does not require any follow-up procedures?

"Amon deliberately didn't mention this...

"You are deceiving me!"

When Klein grasped a glimmer of hope and decided to delay for two days, Amon's focus was still on the honorific name that neither humans nor angels could imagine.

As he walked out of the room, he scratched his chin and said:

"Have you ever provided protection for Backlund's magic and theatrical performances?"

I once protected a ‘Master of Magic’... Klein, who had a plan, cooperated more than before and answered simply:

"I am a 'magician' myself, and I have 'performed' many times in Backlund."

Amon, wearing a monocle, nodded:

“Just barely.”

He then walked out of the hotel room and walked down the stairs to the street. Klein followed behind him like a servant, with no unusual movements.

After taking a look around, Amon pinched his monocle, sighed and smiled:

"I'm really sorry."

"What's the regret?" Klein asked in confusion.

You've caught me, what else do you have to regret?

Amon pressed the silk hat on his head and said with the same smile:

"You can make a guess. If you guess correctly, I can make your ending better."

Klein didn’t believe “His” promise at all. In order to avoid being tricked into revealing more secrets, he simply shook his head and said:

"No guess."

"It's boring." Amon gave a brief comment, clenched his right hand into a fist, and tapped it lightly on his monocle.

From the pedestrians on the street, the trees beside the road, the sparrows on the roofs, the rats in the muddy corners, and various invisible creatures in the air, an illusory insect figure flew out and returned to Amon like stardust.

The status of this Son of God was instantly elevated to the level of an angel.

Klein raised his left hand, and the human leather glove suddenly became transparent.

This is "teleportation" turned on.

——At this moment, only the "Creeping Hunger" in Klein's clothes was real. The rest were created by him using the abilities of the "Faceless Man" and gloves, using flesh and blood as materials.

…Klein was stunned for a moment when he saw that the “journey” was about to begin, and blurted out:

"Why not 'teleport' within the room?"

He had expected Amon to take him away from Backlund. After all, this was a place where even an Angel King had to be cautious. But Klein couldn't understand why the other party would open the door, go down the stairs, and leave the hotel normally.

The eye behind Amon's monocle glanced at Klein, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up as he said:

"I have already answered you. It is a pity that you did not ask Pales for help."

The "Angel of Time" had an obvious smile on his face, but his black eyes did not show a single emotion, which made Klein feel cold all over.

He, he is sure that I have a connection with Pales Zoroast... because of what happened last time? No, stop! Klein tried to meditate, trying to control himself from thinking too much, so as not to let Amon steal his thoughts.

Amon glanced at the flustered pedestrians on the street without much concern, raised his head to the gray sky and said:

"That can only wait until next time. The most important thing now is to get you to that place."

As they spoke, Klein and Amon's figures simultaneously turned transparent and disappeared at the entrance of the hotel. No one passing by noticed anything unusual.

After passing through countless spiritual creatures of indescribable shapes and overlapping blocks of rich colors, Klein and Amon appeared above the sea.

Under their feet was a huge gap where the blue sea was cut off and rushed vertically into the bottomless "darkness" like a waterfall, but it could never be filled up.

This is the entrance to the God War Ruins.

Klein's heart moved, and he asked:

"You want to take me to the 'God-forsaken Land'?"

The magnificent "waterfall" was reflected on Amon's monocle. He nodded slightly and replied in a casual tone:

"Yes, once you get there, even your messenger won't be able to sense you through the contract connection."

There is a clear barrier between the "God-forsaken Land" and the spiritual world, and it can only be connected by relying on the "Source Castle".

...Amon knows my plan... The flame of hope that Klein had just ignited was immediately extinguished by the cold reality.

He couldn't find any other way to save himself for the time being.

At this time, Amon, who was standing in mid-air, said to himself:

"If my mausoleum in Backlund hadn't been destroyed by the Steam Church, we could have used the Abyss as a springboard to go directly there without going through so much trouble."

…Klein changed the subject with a guilty conscience:

"The 'Abyss' is connected to the 'Forsaken Land of Gods'?"

"No." Amon shook his head and said with a relaxed look, "But I can use some of its properties to go anywhere."

"I heard that some bad changes have occurred in the 'Abyss.'" Klein's heart moved, and he asked tentatively.

Amon tilted his head and glanced at him, not hiding his curiosity:

“You actually knew that.”

"Well, I once thought about exploring the 'Abyss.'" Klein didn't say much, fearing that the Angel King of the "Thief" path would find out that he could read Roselle's diary.

At this time, Amon suddenly laughed:

"You, exploring the 'abyss'?"

"What's so funny about this?" Klein was very interested in what happened in the "Abyss" and took this opportunity to cooperate with Amon to try to find out more.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly had a new inspiration:

With the help of the dialogue with Amon, he could master more historical secrets and quietly digest the "Ancient Scholar" potion at a very fast speed to see if he could use this to deepen his control over "Source Castle" and get out of the current predicament.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Klein quickly restrained himself and stopped thinking about similar things.

In response to his question, Amon laughed:

"Your visit to the 'Abyss' is like a beautifully wrapped gift that is delivered to the person who wants it."

"...'Dark side of the universe'?" Klein was startled at first, then he made a thoughtful guess.

Amon nodded:

"He was originally the only surviving ancient god, the demon king Fabuti. Now, huh."

Amon didn't finish his words, he leaped up from the strong wind in the air and jumped towards the huge and illusory gap.

Klein then lost the support of the wind and fell straight down.

After an unknown amount of time, the sea water surged up like a fountain, throwing him and Amon to the other side of the section.

As soon as he entered the "God War Ruins" and was illuminated by the bright sunlight, Klein's ears suddenly rang with a series of mutterings with a strong sense of madness.

It was like a thin steel needle that pierced through his eardrum and into his brain, making him feel familiar but also filled with tremendous pain in every thought.

The "spiritual worms" that make up his mythical biological form are gradually changing, as if giving birth to a fallen consciousness that does not belong to him.

The whispers of the “True Creator”!

Klein could barely resist this, but he couldn't hold on for too long, and couldn't move too far in the "God War Ruins".

At this moment, he saw that the monocle on Amon's right eye absorbed all the light around it, making it extremely bright and blazing white.

Then, thick darkness dominated the sky.

Amon directly stole the daylight of the "God War Ruins"!

In the darkness, the avatar of the "Angel of Time" brought Klein to an island and let him sleep leaning against a stone pillar.

Soon, Klein arrived at the gray dream world and saw the black monastery and the epic and mythical projection of the "Giant King's Court" across the cliff.

Amon, wearing a black silk hat and crystal monocle, appeared beside him. He pointed at the projection of the Giant King's Court that was frozen in the dusk with a relaxed smile and said:

"That's the entrance to the 'God-Forsaken Land'."

Klein thought about it and raised his doubts:

"Don't you have to enter the dream at a specific location to open the entrance?"

He couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope again, thinking that it would be great if Amon could waste a week or two in the "God War Ruins".

“Yes.” Amon did not deny Klein’s statement and said casually, “If you want to open the entrance, you must travel all the way to the core of this ruins ocean by boat. This may take more than a month, and you will experience many dangers that you cannot bear at the moment. But I don’t have to do that.”

"Because you are the son of the Creator?" Klein guessed carefully.

“No.” Amon put one hand in his pocket and turned to walk towards the gate of the Black Monastery. “This is a chaotic place with broken order and changing rules. There are many things that can be used.”

The "Angel of Time" walked and turned his head to look at Klein next to him:

"Sequence 0 of the 'Thief' pathway has a very abstract name, 'Error'.

"My father named it after me, and he used a strange word of unknown origin to refer to it:

“‘Bug’.

"This translates to: the Trojan horse of fate, the worm of time, the loophole in the rules, the embodiment of all errors."