"Error"... Bug... Is this the essence of the "Thief" pathway? Klein suddenly realized something and was also certain of one thing.

That is the ancient sun god, the creator of Silver City, Amon's father, who really came from Earth.

The word Amon just said is standard English!

Fellow villager, your two children have caused me so much trouble... I wish they were like Bernadette... Klein complained in his heart while asking curiously:

"Are you going to exploit the loophole in this dream world?"

Klein controlled himself and did not use the word "Bug" to avoid arousing Amon's suspicion due to his overly normal accent and revealing a trump card.

Faced with an Angel King who could steal his thoughts and parasitize him at a deep level, he had very few cards in his hand, and he had to make good use of every one of them. Who knows, they might produce miraculous effects someday.

At this time, Amon had walked outside the Black Monastery.

He put one hand in his pocket and let the heavy door open automatically without any movement, as if to welcome the arrival of a distinguished guest.

"You can think so, but it's actually a little more complicated than that." Amon did not show the majesty of the Blasphemer at all, and answered Klein's question leisurely and casually, "This dream world itself does not have any errors or loopholes. It's just that due to the conflict of various residual divine powers, some places appear to be more chaotic, and I can use this chaos to create a loophole."

As the tall main door prepared for the giants was fully opened, Amon pinched the monocle he was wearing, walked forward through the hall, and went deeper into the interior.

During this process, He smiled and gave further explanation:

"You should know that this monastery is made up of dreams."

"Yes, it comes from the dreams of different creatures in the ruins of the God War." Klein thought for a moment and added, "It may also be the remnants of certain dreams in the past."

At this moment, a man and an angel were walking on a winding black staircase going down. The light of dusk shone in from the stained glass high above, bringing with it a fiery sacredness.

Amon touched the human skull relief on the handrail and admired everything around him with a smile:

"Normally, wherever you enter this dream world from is where you will be when you wake up, regardless of whether you are in the dream of other creatures in other seas or not."

Klein couldn't nod, so he could only express his opinion with words:

"right."

"After I create the loophole, I can enter other dreams and wake up at the corresponding place. Obviously, this monastery is much smaller than the ocean of ruins outside, and its structure is more compact. Maybe we can reach our destination in a few minutes." Amon's tone was a little happy.

For Him, creating and exploiting loopholes seems to be a joy in itself.

...This... Amon could actually use this method to quickly pass through the God War Ruins. Not to mention a week or two, even an hour or two wouldn't be wasted... He is worthy of being the King of Angels, the "blasphemer" of the Fourth Epoch... The glimmer of hope that Klein had just had was instantly wiped out.

He didn't know whether Amon had deliberately not explained it in advance, so as to enjoy the process of his target's bubbles of hope rising and being punctured time and time again, or whether he simply didn't care about such trivial matters. He could only control his strong frustration and said:

"You're going to go into the key dream that supports this illusory world?"

He remembered that the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette mentioned that she did not dare to enter the black wooden door in the deepest part of the monastery.

"It's not me, it's us." Amon replied with a smile.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his hand to adjust the position of his monocle, and asked with interest:

"Why did you put a monocle on the secret doll?

“It saves me from having to prepare myself.”

“…” Klein was embarrassed for a second, then thought for another second before deciding to answer truthfully, “Not long ago, in order to digest the ‘Trickster’ potion, I deliberately put on this monocle in front of the ‘Red Angel’ evil spirit.”

Amon, who was walking down the stairs step by step, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Klein, and smiled slowly:

“Very thoughtful.”

The "Angel of Time" then said thoughtfully:

"That Medici guy is not dead yet. Next time, if I meet him, I will turn into you and wear a monocle in front of him again."

...Poor Soren Einhorn Medici...You are a complete angel king, why are you so boring...Is this the so-called "God of Mischief"? Klein was so moved by what he heard that he didn't know what to say.

Amon pressed the crystal monocle and asked:

"Were you wearing the glasses on your left eye?"

"How did you know that?" Klein was shocked. He thought Amon had stolen that scene from the mist of history.

"How do I know?" Amon said with a smile, "There are two possibilities. One is that you are of low sequence and are definitely not a match for Medici. I am afraid that if you pretend too much, you will be attacked subconsciously. The second is that if you intend to imitate me and complete the correct imitation, then I may be able to detect this matter with the help of the ripples of fate. Since I didn't notice it, it means that the monocle is worn in the wrong position.

"Guess which possibility it is."

...I will choose the most dangerous possibility, no matter if it is true or false... In this way, I will be more careful and cautious in similar matters in the future... Of course, there must be a future first... Because Amon had not acted vicious or oppressive before, Klein unconsciously relaxed his guard and thought that the other party was an angel king who was easy to get along with. But now, he suddenly woke up and realized that this was the characteristic of a top fraudster!

"The second possibility." Klein gave his answer.

Amon didn't answer whether he guessed correctly or not. He walked down the stairs and came to the bottom floor of the monastery, stopping in front of a black wooden door covered with strange patterns.

"I've been here. Once this door is fully opened, the power inside will shatter the entire dream world." Klein took the initiative to say, trying to extract more historical secrets from Amon.

Amon held the handle with his hand, twisted it with no expression on his thin face and said:

"This is my father's last dream, and the corresponding location is where He fell."

...The ruins of the God War were the battlefield where the "Redemption Rose" besieged the ancient sun god. They were the source of the catastrophe? Klein's mind tensed up when he heard this, and his thoughts raced.

As for this answer, after understanding the composition of "Redemption Rose" and comparing it with the various anomalies in the God War Ruins, he already had a corresponding guess. Now he is not too shocked. Instead, the "Ancient Scholar" potion has been digested to a certain extent.

Then, he burst into an indescribable sigh.

This was the closest he had ever been to the ancient sun god.

——When I saw it through "dream divination" before, it was a long time ago.

The Ancient Sun God and Emperor Roselle were both protagonists of an era, but they both ended up in a sad and miserable way... Roselle still has some means of resurrection left. I wonder if this former "creator" has made a similar arrangement... "Dark Angel" Sasriel? "The True Creator"? As Klein was lost in thought, Amon opened the black wooden door covered with strange patterns.

Inside was a vast expanse of sea, illuminated by the blinding sunlight, and the waves seemed to contain large patches of rich golden color.

Last time, Klein didn't understand what these large patches of rich golden color represented, but now he had a preliminary idea:

That is the blood of the ancient sun god!

Before his death, he was affected by the power of "Night" and fell into a dream, in which he saw himself torn into pieces and the sea stained with blood.

Bang!

As the black wooden door opened, an unimaginably strong aura permeated out, causing the entire monastery to shake noticeably, as if it had encountered an earthquake that could destroy the world.

Amid the falling dust and collapsed bricks, Amon and Klein passed through the wooden door and entered the golden ocean.

Klein immediately felt his spirit body melting and his spirit evaporating. In a few seconds, he would become the nourishment of this dream.

At this moment, a pure white light burst out from Amon's crystal monocle, instantly shattering the dream world.

He returned the stolen daylight to the ruins of the Gods' War, allowing the place to transition from night to day in an instant!

At the same time, “He” and Klein’s figures became slightly transparent, and then they appeared directly in the air above a sea that was dyed golden.

The temperature here was higher than Klein had imagined, but it was not as dangerous as in his dream.

In other words, the ocean in the core area of ​​the Gods War Ruins has been divided into safe zones due to the conflicts between various divine powers. As long as you don't explore blindly, there won't be too many problems.

The next second, Amon's monocle absorbed all the surrounding light, making himself extremely bright.

The day was stolen and night fell again. Amon and Klein landed on an island in a safe zone and re-entered the dream world.

This time, they appeared outside the black wooden door covered with strange patterns.

Amon adjusted the monocle on his right eye and gently pulled with his left hand, stealing the distance between here and the monastery gate.

He and Klein took a step forward at the same time, left the monastery, and came to the edge of the cliff. Opposite them was the projection of the "Giant King's Court" frozen in the dusk.

Klein thought that Amon would follow the procedure and read out the corresponding honorific name, but he just raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The sea of ​​clouds separating the two peaks suddenly boiled over and parted to the left and right, revealing a dark gap with no visible bottom.

The projection of the "Giant King's Court" opposite suddenly absorbed all the dusk light, letting it rush forward and fill the deep gap.

Then, between the two peaks, in the misty sea of ​​clouds, a path of orange-red light appeared.

"Let's go." Amon chuckled and jumped off the cliff. With the rustling sound of his clothes, he fell into the passage formed by dusk.

Klein couldn't resist and could only jump off the cliff.