Deep in the God-forsaken Land, on the top of a mountain, stood a huge cross between reality and illusion.

There was a blurry figure hanging upside down, with several ancient wooden stakes piercing through His body, nailed to the rack, stained with blood that was still flowing but not dripping.

At the bottom of the cross, the "Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros, wearing a simple linen robe and with silver waist-length hair, sat there with a gentle and pious expression, closing his eyes and praying.

With half of his face covered by a light blond beard, Adam walked over step by step, stopped in front of the huge cross, raised his head, and stared quietly at the upside-down figure.

He held the "magic mirror" Arrodes in one hand and the second "blasphemous slate" in the other, his eyes were clear and his expression was calm.

After an unknown amount of time, the upside-down figure on the huge cross suddenly faded and spread into a shadow curtain connecting the sky above and the earth below. Behind the curtain seemed to be a pair of cold eyes gazing at the entire world.

The next second, a crack appeared in the shadow curtain, and it was dark inside, with the faint sound of the illusory tide echoing.

Adam then raised his left hand, causing the ancient and mysterious "magic mirror" to emit a dim light.

In the dim light, a sticky but illusory black liquid surged and spread, and a boundless ocean that seemed to contain all colors and all possibilities emerged. It seemed to be within reach, but it could not have any impact on reality.

Then, Adam placed the second "blasphemous tablet" into this illusory scene.

The illusory sea scene in the infinite distance swayed gently, surrounding the second "blasphemous slate" and establishing a certain connection with it.

——The second "blasphemous slate" was made from the partial remains of an ancient sun god who was very close to the old rank and roughly equal to the master of the "Chaos Sea".

Seeing this, Adam moved his left hand slightly, causing the "Magic Mirror" Arrodes to fly up and land towards the "Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros at the bottom of the huge cross.

He himself held the second "blasphemous tablet" that had undergone subtle changes, and walked inside step by step through the crack in the shadow curtain.

The shadow curtain closed immediately, faded quickly, and disappeared, leaving only a huge empty cross in its place.

During the entire process, no one spoke, and everything was done in silence. The "Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros did not even try to open his eyes.

At the same time, Amon became a god and used the first "blasphemous slab" to block the invasion channel of the "Fallen Mother Goddess", and the "Lord of the Storm" shattered the imaginary church of bones and one of Adam's identities.

After a while, Ouroboros, the Tail-Eater, opened his eyes and cast his gaze towards the Magic Mirror Arrodes that had fallen on his legs.

On the surface of the "magic mirror", silver words stood out in the swaying illusory water waves:

"You should know how it feels to have a deep faith and pursue a great being, right?"

Ouroboros nodded with a slightly indifferent expression.

"So, can you send me back to my Lord?" On the surface of the "magic mirror", the silver words squirmed and reorganized to form a new sentence. "After you finish answering, you can ask me two questions."

Ouroboros looked at the ancient mirror silently, without saying a word for a long time.

Finally, the "magic mirror" Arrodes couldn't help but raise a new question:

"Why don't you answer?"

Ouroboros looked at himself in the mirror and replied calmly:

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Three questions..." On the surface of the "magic mirror", silver light slowly outlined two words.

…………

Backlund, on the lawn of a single-family house.

Will Auceptin, who is over two years old, walked with his short legs, happily chasing a big cat with shiny golden fur, followed by a nanny and a maid.

——Since the birth of this "Snake of Destiny", Alan Chris's career has been getting better and better. Now, he owns a private hospital that specializes in providing medical services to the upper class.

As he was running, Will Auceptin stepped on a slippery surface. With a swish, his body fell backwards involuntarily.

He took a few steps back and stepped on a stone.

This provided a tendency to fall forward, allowing Will Auceptin to miraculously maintain his balance.

The child with obvious baby fat was quite alert about his situation, because with his luck, there was no way he would step on a place that would make people slip.

A familiar figure quickly appeared in his eyes.

That was Sherlock Moriarty, wearing a half-high silk hat and a black double-breasted coat.

Will Auceptin turned his head sharply and looked at his nanny and maid, and found that they were completely unaware of the presence of a stranger on the lawn.

"I always thought you would say: You can scream for help as much as you want, no one can hear you." The well-dressed two-year-old child turned around and muttered.

Without waiting for Klein to respond, He spread out his hands and said:

"Anyway, congratulations on becoming the King of Angels.

"Bullying kids doesn't fit who you are now."

Klein laughed and said:

"Do you know how to fool fate?"

Will Auceptin raised his head, glanced at Klein warily and said:

"Giving me fake ice cream is not the same as fooling fate."

At this point, He complained:

"Why don't you squat down? At my age, if I keep my head up like this, it will be bad for the development of my cervical spine."

Klein did not have the airs of a newly promoted Angel King. He smiled and squatted down so that Will Auceptin could look at him at eye level.

Will Auceptin held the nanny's hand and said:

"Unless I have been promoted to Sequence 0 and become the Wheel of Fortune, then any trick you play on me is not the same as tricking fate."

Klein asked thoughtfully:

"You haven't found an opportunity to accommodate the 'Dice of Probability' yet?"

"No." Will Auceptin shook his head and added, "I have a feeling it's coming soon."

Klein looked carefully at the chubby two-year-old child for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said:

"If I give both you and the 'Dice of Probability' to Ouroboros, will He be promoted to Sequence 0 quickly?"

Will Auceptin glanced at Klein and said:

"He also needs to wait for an opportunity to be contained. Moreover, the opportunity required to become the 'Wheel of Fortune' is different from the opportunity required to contain the 'Dice of Probability'."

As he was talking, Will Auceptin curled his lips:

"If you only require to accommodate the uniqueness of the Fool, then the corresponding ritual can be simplified and will not be that difficult.

"In this case, if you cleverly use the power of the 'Fate Horse' and make sacrifices within a certain range, you will have a chance to fool fate.

"However, when you try to advance to Sequence 0, even if you have already contained the uniqueness and absorbed three copies of Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, you still have to truly and uncompromisingly hold a ceremony to allow the corresponding things to fully converge and undergo a qualitative change."

So... In other words, choosing to accommodate uniqueness first is just a trick. In the end, you still have to truly fool time, history, or fate... Klein nodded slightly and said:

"I think I understand."

He then smiled and added:

"Enjoy your childhood, there's no telling how long it will last."

After saying this, Klein's figure suddenly became transparent and disappeared on the lawn.

Will Auceptin instinctively reached forward twice with his other hand that was not holding the nanny's, then pulled it back weakly.

"Just left like that... How rude! Not even preparing a gift for a visit..." The child couldn't help but mutter a few words.

…………

Backlund, North District, Saint Samuel Church.

Klein, who had transformed into Dwayne Dantes, walked into the prayer hall and sat down in a corner.

He glanced at the Holy Symbol of Night on the altar, lowered his head, clasped his hands, and began to pray:

"Goddess of the Night, who is higher than the starry sky and longer than eternity, you are the mother of secrets, the queen of misfortune and fear..."

As he prayed, Klein closed his eyes and his body and mind gradually calmed down and became peaceful, as if he had entered a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

After an unknown amount of time, endless darkness appeared "before his eyes", and at his feet were clusters of night-blooming herbs and deep-sleeping flowers.

It is so quiet here that even breathing seems to disturb the sleepers around.

Before Klein had time to look around, a figure suddenly descended from the depths of darkness.

There was clearly no distinction between sky and earth here, but the human figure seemed to come from the high red moon or stars.

He was wearing a layered yet simple dark long dress dotted with countless sparkles, as if he was draped over the starry night sky.

His head was vague and difficult to see clearly, but we could only be sure that it was a female.

“Long time no see.” The figure spoke softly before Klein spoke.

His voice is like a lullaby at night.

Klein saluted like a gentleman and said:

"Are you talking to the former 'Lord of Mysteries', or to me who is hanging above 'Source Castle'?"

Klein was certain that this was a dream, but dreams did not necessarily mean they were false.

The projection of the "Goddess of Night" said with a little smile:

"I'm not sure where you were hanging above that light gate. After leaving there, I never went back."

As expected... Klein sighed inwardly and confirmed the origin of the "Goddess of Night" Amanesis from the details.

"The three broken light cocoons are next to each other." He responded simply.

The projection of the "Goddess of Night" in the dream stood in the quietly rippling darkness, giving people a very unreal feeling.

He said in a gentle voice:

"The people there were all candidates for the Lord of Mysteries' resurrection, but He somehow encountered an accident and lost control of many things.

"If it weren't for this, I would have died long ago, living as the 'Lord of Mysteries', and you and Roselle would have no chance to return to reality."

Does this mean that Tianzun died completely and could only be resurrected by relying on the residual will within his Beyonder characteristics and the mechanical arrangement of Sefirah Castle? Klein sighed and smiled.

“I can already hear Him whispering in my ears.”