Accompanied by the instant-death attack unleashed by the "Burial Blade," the Spirit World Plunderer suddenly split apart as a whole, transforming into countless illusory bubbles. The powerful weapon created by Ebner was thus completely destroyed.
Klein looked regretfully at the "Burial Blade" in his hand, which had already turned into powder. Knowing that it was now impossible to repair, he forcibly shifted his attention to the spoils of battle.
He saw that, under Sharon's influence, the remaining bubbles of the Spirit World Plunderer were precipitating extraordinary characteristics at an extremely fast speed, continuously combining with the points of light emerging from within its body to form a new kind of existence.
This existence was composed of strip-like objects resembling worms intertwined together, roughly humanoid in shape. Its interior was filled with colorless liquid, bubbles constantly emerging, radiating fine black glimmers.
Klein did not dare to look closely, because within that weightless, transparent existence, the finer details contained even richer structures, forming indescribable patterns and symbols. It seemed to directly integrate concepts such as knowledge, power, change, secrecy, strangeness, and madness into itself, making them no longer abstract.
This brought Klein intense dizziness, even a feeling that his mind was on the verge of collapse, and his soul was about to lose control.
"This should be the true soul body of the Spirit World Plunderer… The corresponding powder is here as well, about seventy grams—more than needed, and more than I expected… Having Sharon's projection along really is convenient. If it were just me, I'm afraid I would have had to wait a long time before its characteristics precipitated…" Klein gave an almost imperceptible nod, then placed the true soul body and the powder into a prepared container.
However, at that very moment, the deeper regions of Calderón suddenly experienced violent tremors, as if some existence had abruptly awakened, or countless dangerous creatures had suddenly surged forth.
That indescribable sensation even connected into a patch of illusory gray-white, like a flood, rising layer by layer from the lower depths.
What's going on? Why did Calderón City suddenly undergo such a change? Logically speaking, Liu Bo's body from his life as a "Death Consul" is sleeping deep down here. No matter what, it should give me some convenience…
Huh? Wait… I remember that the ability of the "Burial Blade" was Ebner's low-spec, simplified version of the "Pale Flames" from when he was a "Death Consul," and the materials used were also feathers from a "Feathered Serpent" or a "Feathered Man"…
Could it be that the strike just now resonated with some kind of power deep within Calderón City? Goddess, no wonder that blow was so powerful—it even destroyed the main body of the "Burial Blade"!
Thinking of this, Klein was filled with vigilance. He divided his attention to keep an eye on the movements within Calderón's inner layers while preparing to end the summoning of his spirit body and carry the spoils back above the gray fog.
Before that, he first let Sharon's historical projection return to the gaps of history…
But just as the thought of "ending the summoning" arose, he was horrified to discover that although his connection with the space above the gray fog had not been severed, any attempt to convey his intent seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, never able to reach its destination…
This is… the time around me has been frozen? The power of "Twilight"?!
Recalling what Ebner had once mentioned about fighting the "Glory," Klein instantly judged what he was facing:
The followers of the Church of the God of Combat, who were closely monitoring this place outside Calderón City, had prayed for the power of "Twilight" to descend!
I didn't sense anything beforehand—not even a spiritual "warning"… Is this the Demon Hunter's ability to block perception?
The thought flashed by, yet Klein did not feel overly despairing. Although the power of "Twilight" delayed the response time of the "Sefirah Castle," it could not affect the "gaps of history." As the historical projection disappeared, Sharon's consciousness would return to her main body.
If she did not see him return, she would definitely ask Miss "Messenger" to come and investigate.
Although Miss "Messenger" could not enter Calderón City, attacking the surrounding members of the Church of the God of Combat to create a breach in the blockade of "Twilight" was something she could easily accomplish.
And what he needed to do was to seize the opportunity with all his strength when it arrived!
The plan sounded good, but just as Klein reached this point, a streak of light tore through the "time amber" forged by "Twilight" and stepped into the entrance of Calderón City.
That figure wore a simple and plain linen robe and had long silver hair.
He was male, with gentle features and a beautiful face. His eyes were tender yet faintly indifferent, as if observing fate and every person in the world from the stance of a bystander.
Behind him, streak after streak of light formed illusory, layered, pure wings, spreading outward and covering the entire entrance area.
"…" Klein almost forced out a hissing sound through clenched teeth, a series of names flashing through his mind:
"Ouroboros!"
"The Tail Devourer!"
"The Angel of Fate!"
"The King of Angels!"
He no longer had the luxury to consider Miss "Messenger." He immediately tried to take advantage of the moment when the "amber" was broken to reconnect with the "Sefirah Castle" and return above the gray fog.
But the "Tail Devourer" Ouroboros seemed to have been prepared long ago. His silver eyes glanced at Klein once, and Klein's intention to "return" unfortunately went wrong.
Because of "nervousness" and "fear," he even mistook "ending the summoning" for using the "Endless Book of Translocation" to perform a "random teleportation"…
This absurd scenario, which should have been impossible, was nevertheless staged here due to the various coincidences of fate.
Seeing that the "misfortune" had taken effect, the "Tail Devourer" Ouroboros could have used "Cycle of Fate" to keep Klein here. Instead, He simply watched quietly. Only when the "teleportation" was about to complete did He step forward and enter the "door" that the other party had opened.
...
In Indore Port, inside the exhibition hall attached to the Pitt Grand Hotel, Anderson and Danitz were chatting casually while searching for the location of the Edwards family's leftover exhibits.
But just as they passed an exhibition area displaying a longsword bearing the crest of the Sauron family, they both noticed a figure in another direction looking over at the same time.
That figure held a classical feather pen. After his gaze lingered on Anderson's armor for several seconds, he began walking toward the two of them step by step.
Anderson did not recognize this middle-aged man, yet his body began trembling for no apparent reason, as if facing a natural predator.
A dangerous premonition exploded in his mind, his pupils shrinking sharply!
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded by his ear:
"Don't be nervous."
Who… Anderson turned his head in confusion, only to see that beside him, in a place that had been empty just moments ago, there was now an extra figure.
This figure seemed to have always been there, yet was constantly overlooked.
He wore an exceptionally simple white robe and had a light golden beard that covered the lower half of his face. His eyes were clear and innocent like a child's, his expression gentle and restrained.
Facing the feather pen in Ince Zangwill's hand, this middle-aged man dressed like an ordinary priest half-closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and tapped four times in front of his chest.
Hanging there was a silver cross pendant.
At the same time, the armor, gloves, and war boots on Anderson's body suddenly detached themselves, combining with the longsword in the exhibition area and a helmeted evil spirit that abruptly flew out of Ince's body.
That evil spirit suddenly shed tangible tears, because It recalled its own past:
After being defeated and imprisoned by Roselle, It had been contaminated and enslaved due to the name "Liu Bo" spoken by the other party, becoming Roselle's Sealed Artifact.
Only after Roselle's death did It pass through various hands and eventually fall into the Lord's possession, where It obtained "salvation" and recovered its true self.
Later, in order to assist the Lord in completing His arrangements, It voluntarily sealed Its memories and was obtained by a member of the organization established by the Lord, Yaldabaoth…
Now, It had finally completed Its mission, helping the Lord find the final piece of the puzzle needed to restore His former glory.
However, It still had to fight for the Lord, clearing away all obstacles.
With this thought, the evil spirit, fully clad in armor and wielding a longsword, briefly recovered strength at the angel level. Then, with a single leap, It shattered the ceiling and charged toward the "Red Angel" evil spirit that had been drawn here at some unknown point in time… that was the Lord's enemy!
At this moment, however, the classical feather pen in Ince Zangwill's hand did not care about its "master's" confusion. It had already flown up on its own, rapidly writing on the floor:
"Anderson Hood received the attention of the Tail Devourer Ouroboros in a dream within the 'Sea of Ruins'; at the same time, the Tail Devourer Ouroboros once caused the death of the 'Mechanical Emperor' without the permission of the 'True Creator,' becoming destined to be entangled with his 'fate.' Now, the extraordinary item 'Fallen Morningstar,' which bears the name and glory of the 'Mechanical Emperor' and has received the recognition of the 'Knowledge Emperor,' is currently on Ince Zangwill's person.
"Additionally, the Tail Devourer Ouroboros unexpectedly encountered Gehrman Sparrow in Calderón City and followed in his footsteps into 'random teleportation.'
"Based on all of the above reasons, at this time and this place, the descent of the Tail Devourer Ouroboros conforms to mystical connections!"
The moment the feather pen finished writing that exclamation mark, a door forged of starlight abruptly appeared within the exhibition hall. Immediately after, two figures outlined themselves one after the other.
One wore a pitch-black crown and was covered in dense armor—none other than the chivalrous thief, the "Black Emperor."
The other figure, with long silver hair, took shape in a half-kneeling, prayerful posture—it was the King of Angels, the "Tail Devourer" Ouroboros.
"Adam!" Accompanied by an angry shout, the sacred wings behind Ouroboros vanished, replaced by heavy curtains.
...
Inside the hotel lobby, the celebration had just begun. A "Black Blade" had been arranged to take the stage, ready to appear in person to expose the various filthy deeds of Loen and the Church of the Evernight.
But at that very moment, Ebner suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the auxiliary building and murmured, "It's begun!"
As soon as the words fell, he directly raised his right hand and lightly pointed. The torrent of speech from the "Black Blade" abruptly stopped, because its mind island had already been completely destroyed.
(The end of this chapter)