The clone that Klein created was based on the current state, not Dwayne Dantès, Sherlock Moriarty, or Merlin Hermes, to avoid cognitive impairment.

After encountering the changes brought about by Adam, he became more cautious about similar aspects.

Klein glanced at his clone and made its face go blank.

The clone immediately stretched out his right hand, mobilized the power of "Source Castle", and grabbed the main body.

Again and again, after failing for more than ten times, it finally extracted a little bit of dim light from its body.

Finally... Klein sighed and gave up the idea of ​​applying this experiment to actual combat.

He did not resist at all, and let go of his body and mind. His clone used the status and power of the "Source Castle", but it still took so much time and failed so many times before it finally succeeded. You can imagine how valuable it is in actual combat.

As more and more Beyonder Characteristics left his body, Klein felt relaxed. He felt as if he had finally discarded the heavy burden after carrying it for so long.

Of course, his mental state also fluctuated to a certain extent, because after losing the influence of Zaratul's remaining spirit, the revived will of "Tianzun" eroded his mind more strongly.

This was within Klein's expectations, so he did not panic at all. Relying on his long-stabilized self-awareness, his relatively strong will, and a sufficient number of anchors, he gradually resisted the contamination from the will of "The Supreme" and found a new balance.

At the same time, when the extraordinary characteristics of "Mysterious Servant" that Klein had not yet digested basically entered the clone's body, its blank face without facial features suddenly distorted, and a pair of dark and dull eyes and a faint white beard grew out.

At this moment, it was extremely close to Zaratul.

However, it was unable to withstand the madness brought about by the extraordinary characteristic of the "Mysterious Servant". Its body quickly began to collapse, and transparent and twisted worms crawled out one after another, extending one slippery and evil tentacle after another.

It went out of control on the spot.

Klein did not let it go. He moved his fingers without hesitation and transformed this clone into his secret puppet.

The runaway process was thus interrupted.

At this point, he had made all the preparations. His main body had digested the potion and was able to accommodate the uniqueness of The Fool, with a Sequence 1 puppet attached.

Klein then leaned back in his chair and went over what he was going to do next in his mind again to see if there were any fatal omissions.

"For the Battle of the Gods, this is all I can do now. From now on, I will just do my best... Hmm, was I too optimistic about the process above? I thought that with the help of the goddess and the aid of the water from the River of Everlasting Darkness, I didn't need to worry about any accidents caused by the ancestor of the Antigonus family?" After some reflection, Klein felt that he was not cautious enough and was a little arrogant and careless.

After thinking about it, he created another clone, whose face was still blank.

After completing this task, Klein stood up, took out "Creeping Hunger" from the mist of history, and put it on his left hand.

This is a preparation for possible small-scale battles. In that scenario, "flash" is faster and more convenient than "grafting".

After adjusting his collar, Klein slowly looked around, letting his gaze fall on the strange blue-black light door and the humans hanging there, wrapped in transparent "cocoons."

As he scanned them one by one, his sight fixed on the three broken transparent "cocoons".

The next second, Klein's figure disappeared and appeared in the gray fog of history. He walked step by step to the first era and walked into the layered old city.

He stood on the top of a dilapidated building that was barely standing, looking down at the piles of ruins of houses, public transportation that had turned into discus, and cars piled up one after another.

In silence, his eyes swept across the remaining houses, as if penetrating the barriers of history, and he saw electric lights lighting up one after another inside them.

The light from these electric lamps spread out softly, illuminating the glass, the buildings, the streets, and the ruins in a corner of the old city.

After staring for a long time, Klein retracted his gaze, took a step forward, and returned to the real world.

Then, he was teleported directly to the peak of the Honachis Mountains and "saw" the ancient palace that was shrouded in mist, dilapidated, and overgrown with weeds.

His secret doll and clone immediately appeared in front of him, like two guards.

Facing the ancient palace, Klein lowered his hat, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers.

The peak of the Honachis Mountains suddenly became dark, dotted with illusory stars.

Klein "grafted" this place with the astral realm.

Without further hesitation, he brought his secret doll and clone to the main entrance of the ancient palace.

The secret doll, who looked very similar to him now, took the lead, bent his back, stretched out his hands, and slowly pushed the heavy stone door.

With the sound of friction, the door opened little by little, revealing the scene inside.

Unlike the last time Klein sent the "Brass Book of Trunsoest", it was pitch black inside. One could not see the many corpses hanging in the hall, nor could one find the group of transparent worms entwined on the huge stone chair.

There was no need to guess. Klein used his intuition as a fortuneteller at the level of the Angel King to determine that this was a change brought about by the "Goddess of Night" using the water from the "River of Eternal Darkness" to put the ancestor of the Antigonus family into an eternal sleep.

After the secret doll and clone entered one after another, he also slowly walked through the gate and stepped into the palace.

The dark area then shook and changed.

Buildings appeared all around, people walked on the streets, and voices spread out, making the whole environment suddenly lively and noisy.

People ignored Klein and his puppets and clones, and went to different places on their own, talking to each other about various things.

They and the buildings are all dull in color, almost black and white, like an old photo from the depths of history that has suddenly come to life.

This reminded Klein of the holographic black-and-white projection, the scenes in the gaps of history, and real dreams.

He strolled through such a town, moving forward along the streets that gradually went up.

The higher you get, the more magnificent the building becomes, with exaggerated domes supported by huge stone pillars.

The people living in this "old black and white photo" are generally tall, and seem to be studying, working, and resting normally.

The scenes here change continuously, showing the birth of a baby, the growth of a child, the ignorance of youth, the troubles of adulthood, the pressure of middle age and the sadness of aging.

Of course, these are interspersed with each other, but one of them is the theme at some times.

As Crane went deeper, he began to see some of the townspeople die.

Their relatives did not feel too sad. They took the dead back home and laid them on their beds and pillows, as if the corpses were still alive.

When Klein was about to leave the town, the dead crawled up from the bed, left their loved ones, walked out of their homes, and walked step by step along the street to the highest point.

There is also a city there, which seems to be the city of the dead, the final destination of all life and the kingdom of eternal sleep.

This is very close to where normal people live. The latter are distributed in the area from the mountainside to the peak, while the former are at the peak.

Others might be surprised by this situation, but Klein immediately understood where this place was and what this scene meant.

Because he directly saw the "spiritual lines" on the bodies of the dead.

At the moment they were about to die, the "spiritual thread" floated to the top of the mountain and was controlled by an unknown entity.

In other words, they became secret puppets.

Therefore, the dead can go out on their own, leave their families, and head to the top of the mountain after a period of time since their death.

This is completely consistent with the details of the "Study of Ancient Relics of the Main Peak of Honachis" that Klein had read:

The Kingdom of Night belongs to the "Mother of the Sky" through which "Night" passes, but at the top of the mountain, there is a secret doll town used by the ancestors of the Antigonus family.

Therefore, the residents of the Kingdom of Night both respect and fear the night, and believe in the "Mother of the Sky". At the same time, they believe that death is not the end, and that their deceased relatives will protect them in the darkness.

Indeed, death is not the end. The "City of the Dead" is right next to them, at the top of the mountain, and can be reached on foot. The dead will continue their lives there in the form of secret dolls.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is undoubtedly equivalent to being alive.

The kingdom of the living and the city of the dead are connected together, at the two ends of a short road. The distance between life and death is so close, as close as neighbors.

This also explains why there are no tombs in the Kingdom of Night, because the dead do not need to be buried at all. They become secret dolls and go to the top of the mountain.

This should be the Kingdom of Night back then... Klein nodded slightly and climbed up to the top of the mountain in the dark environment step by step.

What came into his sight was indeed a seemingly normal town, but everyone here was a secret doll.

Passing through the secret dolls with different clothes and appearances, Klein entered the magnificent palace in front that seemed to be dedicated to gods.

Deep in the palace, on the huge stone chair, a figure rested his elbows on the armrests and leaned his head against the back of the chair.

He has a very young face, but his long hair is half white, half hidden and half visible; He looks like a man, his eyes are darker than Zaratul's, and contain an indescribable sense of vicissitudes; His facial features are all good, but on his cheeks there are tufts of coarse black hair like wolf hair, giving people a contradictory feeling of being both old and young, both rational and crazy.

This was the ancestor of the Antigonus family. This time, He did not appear in the form of a mythical creature, but sat on the huge stone chair in His original appearance.

At this moment, His eyes were tightly closed, as if He was sleeping, and inside the hall, there were corpses hanging, some wearing simple clothes, some wearing gorgeous clothes.

They are like a forest growing backwards, swaying gently in the wind.

“After entering the eternal sleep state, the ancestor of the Antigonus family finally got rid of the loss of control and madness for a short period of time and turned back to his previous self?” Klein stood in the center of the hall, looking at the target of this trip, and sighed.

The Kingdom of Night and the City of the Dead, all the scenes he had just seen, were Antigonus' dreams.

A dream that has been away for thousands of years.

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