Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 125 Regression principle, the advantage is mine!

Monday, October 29th.

After nearly five days of sailing, the steam ship that Yu Jin and his crew were on finally arrived at Conant City at ten o'clock in the morning.

This is a coastal city located on the Bay of Disy, adjacent to South Wales. It is also the capital and largest port of Disy.

After arriving at the port, Dorian had almost no hesitation and took Yu Jin and the other person to a villa in the suburbs of Connat. The housekeeper and maid of the villa seemed to have received the news long ago and lined up at the door to greet them.

"This is worth at least ten thousand pounds!"

Fors looked at the decoration of the villa and estimated its value, and asked curiously:

"Mr. Dorian, is this your villa too?"

"No, it's not."

Dorian looked at the puzzled Fors and explained with a smile, "This does not belong to me personally. It is a family business and is managed by the family members who settled here."

After a pause, Dorian continued, "Some of them are still on the way and may not arrive until the evening. So before that, you can have a good rest. As for me, I will go visit an old friend who settled here."

"Evening? No problem."

Yu Jin nodded slightly. The Tarot Club was held at three o'clock in the afternoon, so there was no conflict in terms of time.

Dorian breathed a sigh of relief, and after instructing the maids to serve Ember as if she were their master, he got on the carriage and drove towards the city.

During this journey, he never gave up on contacting the scattered family members through messengers. He wrote letters to those members almost non-stop in a harassing manner. Although this annoyed other family members, many of them finally agreed to come to Connat City after his soft and hard persuasion.

Dorian was not lying, some people were still on the way and would not arrive until the evening. But more people had already arrived in Connacht, but they were still wary and suspicious and did not rush to meet up immediately.

This time Dorian was going to go there in person to dispel their doubts.

"Ms. Wall, Mr. Black."

After Dorian left, Emma, ​​the housekeeper who had blonde hair and looked to be about thirty years old, asked respectfully, "Do you need anything to drink?"

Fors glanced at Yu Jin, who was reluctant to speak, and asked politely:

"Um~, can you arrange a room for us? We want to rest first."

"of course can."

Emma nodded respectfully and personally led the two up the stairs to a living room on the second floor of the villa.

"Snapped!"

For politely declined Emma's inquiry of "I can ask you anytime if you need anything" and closed the door of the room.

"ember."

Fors lowered his voice and asked, "Do you believe what Mr. Dorian said?"

Yu Jin replied very calmly:

"It's half and half. I'm skeptical about everything. However, the curse carried by the Abraham family is real, and their determination to lift the curse is also real. In any case, they should have no ill intentions."

"What if there is?"

Fors asked in a low voice.

Facing Fors's naivety, Yu Jin asked back:
"Wouldn't that be better?"

"..."

Fors opened her mouth, but for a moment she was speechless, not knowing what to say.

Yu Jin shook his head and changed the subject:
"Do you remember what I told you?"

"Ah."

Fors nodded solemnly and hugged the notebook tightly in her arms. This was the travel notebook of Lemano that Dorian gave them as a "thank you gift", but unlike the original one that was almost completely blank, the magic book was now filled.

"That's good."

Yu Jin nodded slightly and said nothing more. He just sat on the sofa beside him and closed his eyes to rest.

Not long after, the housekeeper Emma knocked on the door again and politely asked if they needed food.

Fors did not refuse, as that would be too inhumane. Moreover, she really wanted to taste the local specialties. After a delicious meal, Fors rejected Emma's proposal for afternoon tea and told her not to disturb her upstairs no matter what happened.

Finally, under the housekeeper's slightly ambiguous gaze, Fors returned to her room and never came out again.

At three o'clock, the sound of the wall clock was still echoing. In the deep red illusory light, figures appeared one after another in the majestic palace and appeared beside the ancient long table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

Miss Justice smiled and stood up to salute the leader. After receiving a slight nod in response, she greeted the other members of the Tarot Club and noticed that the Sun seemed a little uneasy.

"Mr. Sun, what are you worried about?"

Audrey asked out loud.

Derrick did not hide anything and immediately told the whole story of how he had successfully "faked illness" and was sent to the bottom of the round tower for isolation and treatment. He also expressed his concerns about whether the Tarot Club would be discovered by magical objects. He was relieved after receiving a positive answer from Mr. Fool.

But in the end, he suddenly remembered what the former exploration team leader said, and blurted out:

"Have you ever heard of Amon?"

As the representative of the Tarot Club who is "well-informed", Alger, the "Hanged Man", took on the responsibility of explaining the history. After a lengthy introduction to the "Amon Family", the Tarot Club officially got to the point.

Afterwards, Miss Justice, Miss Judgment, and Mr. Hanged Man submitted their diaries one after another, totaling twelve pages, the largest number in all the Tarot Clubs.

This made Mr. Fool quite satisfied, and in the tacit silence of everyone, he began to read the diaries.

Eliminating those diaries with familiar beginnings and repetitive stories about Caobi, Mr. Fool finally found four pages of valuable diaries. One of them was the Emperor's early diary, recording the history of him not yet becoming a Beyonder, when he thought he was the Chosen One.

At the same time, Mr. Fool also learned his real name——

"Huang Tao."

Klein whispered the name in his heart, his brows slightly furrowed.

Because he realized from Roselle's diary that the time between him and Roselle's "crossing" was less than a year. But the time dimension of appearing in this world spanned nearly two hundred years, which made him feel a little uneasy.

But he soon put these emotions aside for the time being, because there were more diaries waiting for him to read:
"On September 5th, I was ultimately unable to enter the painting world of the Church of Knowledge, even though the steam engine I invented had led the tide of the times and brought about subversive changes to the world. But those conservative old men always refused to let me enter. Am I not wise enough?"

"No matter what, I'll remember this grudge! Sooner or later I'm going to take this painting back and hang it above my bed!"

"..."

The corner of Klein's eye twitched slightly. So this is why you are targeting the Church of Storms and the Cult of the Fiery Sun?
Resisting the urge to complain, Klein continued reading.

"Fortunately, Lu Xun once said that when fate closes a window for you, you can just walk through the door!"

"The Church of Knowledge in Lenburg is extremely xenophobic, so I chose the Iron Blazing Sun... ugh, the Blazing Sun Church in the Intis Empire as my second choice. Although I am a believer of the Steam Church, we are both preaching in the Intis Republic, so the relationship between the two sides is still very good."

"With almost no effort, I successfully convinced the Church of the Blazing Sun to let me enter their painting world."

"June 6th, I have been approved, and tomorrow I can officially enter the painting world of the Blazing Sun Church. I am so excited, what will be inside?"

Klein's expression changed slightly, and he became more curious about what was to come. He lowered his eyes and saw a Chinese quintessence.

"Grass!"

The large cursive characters took up two full lines, which was enough to show how the emperor felt... Hmm, grief and anger?
“They actually just let me in when they said they would! I just followed the tour guide from the Church of the Blazing Sun and took a look around. I wasn’t even allowed to walk around freely. If the tour guide wasn’t a demigod, I really wanted to sneak away!”

"But even so, I have confirmed two things. One is that within the Church of the Blazing Sun, some clergymen call the painting world the 'Ark'. This is not enough to justify it, after all, the painting world is originally used for this purpose."

"And the second thing is that the interior of the painting world is not quite what I imagined. After all, the two painting worlds in the game are all covered in ice and snow, but the one of the Church of the Blazing Sun is more like a paradise. Even though I have left the painting world, the vibrant and flourishing world is still before my eyes."

"If I didn't know that the Kingdom of the Eternal Sun is somewhere else, I would probably doubt that this is the Kingdom of the Eternal Sun."

"But unfortunately, since I couldn't move around freely, I didn't see either the half-dragon girl or the eldest lady. It seems that apart from the 'Sun Knight', 'Patch' and the painting world, there is nothing else related to the Dark Soul in this world."

"Of course, even if that's all, it proves that there is a certain connection between this world and the Dark Soul. But based on the information I know now, I seriously suspect that this is the Deep Sea Era! Even if it's not, it must be related to the Deep Sea Era!"

"The Deep Sea Era?"

Klein's eyes moved slightly. Ever since he read Emperor Roselle's diary last time, he had actually had this guess. However, for now, neither he nor Roselle had found enough evidence.

With a slight rustling sound, Klein placed the last page of paper on the top:

"On July 2, I attended a gathering of that ancient organization again."

"Here, I finally got the answer to the question that has puzzled me for a long time—"

Klein's heart was instantly moved by the contents of the diary, and he continued to read:
"Don't turn back! This is not home!"

"???"

Klein was immediately filled with questions. What the hell was this?
"Well, let me make a joke. Descendant time traveler, you are not scared after seeing this, right?"

Klein was immediately at a loss for words. Great Emperor, just write a diary. Why do you have to put these indecent things in it? But thinking carefully about the contents of the Great Emperor's previous diaries, he did not seem to be a serious person. After all, who would write a diary?

Klein collected his thoughts and continued reading:

“All in all, I got my answers in that organization.”

"All the people I met, whether it was Patch, the Sun Knights of the Church of Knowledge, or those in the painting world, were outsiders!"

“Or to be more precise, the painting world is local, but the people who paint the painting world are ‘foreign’.”

"They came from the stars, riding on the last refuge, and were pulled into this world by some force in ancient times. And that ancient time was the Age of Chaos! But what's strange is that according to that organization, the 'sanctuary' or 'original world' was pulled in during the First Age and arrived at the end of the Second Age."

"The First Era?!"

Klein's expression changed slightly. It's not like he didn't know what the First Age was.

According to a system of era division that came from nowhere, they were now in the 1349th year of the Fifth Era.

The first era that people can read about in history books can be summarized in one sentence: the creation myth:

The Creator woke up from the chaos, broke the darkness, and created the first ray of light. He completely merged into the universe and became everything. His body became the earth and the stars. One of his eyes became the sun and the other became the red moon. Part of his blood flowed into the sea and rivers, nourishing and nurturing life!

His lungs evolved into elves; his heart evolved into giants; his liver evolved into tree people; his head evolved into dragons; his kidneys evolved into feathered serpents; his hair evolved into phoenixes; his ears evolved into magic wolves; his mouth and teeth evolved into aliens; his remaining body fluids evolved into sea monsters, the essence of which is Naga;

His stomach, his small intestines and large intestines, and the evil parts of his body evolved into demons, evil spirits and various unknown evil beings. His spirit turned into the Eternal Sun, the Lord of Storms, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Human beings were born from his wisdom.

This is the First Age, the Age of Chaos.

According to the information Klein had accessed, the next few eras could be summarized as follows:
The Second Age, the Dark Age, the first blasphemous tablet appeared.

The Third Age, the Age of Cataclysm, the Goddess of Night awakened at the end of the Second Age, and together with the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun and other gods, she protected and helped mankind survive the catastrophe.

The Fourth Age, the Age of the Gods. Legend has it that in this age the gods still walked the earth. The God of Steam and Machinery, formerly known as the God of Craftsmen, was born in this age.

And now is the Fifth Age, the Iron Age.

These eras combined have at least been thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years. And the so-called "creation myth" of the first era is actually what happened countless years ago.

According to Emperor Roselle, Patch and the others came from the starry sky. The last refuge they were riding on should refer to the immortal painting world at the end of Soul 3 that was painted with the blood of the Dark Soul.

Let's just follow what Emperor Roselle said and call it the 'original world'.

According to the records in the diary, the 'original world' should have been drifting aimlessly in the universe, but eventually, under the pull of some force, it descended, or fell into this world?

Who brought the "painting world" to this world? Was it the legendary creator? If it was the creator, what was his purpose?

Moreover, if the 'primordial world' was drawn in the first era, and only came at the end of the second era, the time span in between is a bit too long, isn't it? Maybe something went wrong in the middle, after all, it can't be due to network delay, right?
"Mr. Fool is taking longer to read than usual."

Audrey, Justice, looked at Mr. Fool on the first seat and thought silently.

She didn't have any doubts. After all, there were a total of twelve pages of diary this time, so it was normal to take a longer time to read.

After a long while, Klein finally came back to his senses. He leaned back in his chair and tried to appear relaxed. He smiled and said:
"You guys trade on your own."

"Mr. Lover."

Alger, the Hanged Man, was the first to speak. "I have recently managed to sell some of the bodies of the extraordinary creatures we harvested from the Primitive Island. The total proceeds were 15,000 gold pounds."

After a pause, The Hanged Man continued, "The most popular item was the body of the Mirror Dragon. One person bought the entire body and even asked me about the whereabouts of the Mirror Dragon's eyes. He also said he could pay more."

"I suspect he belongs to a certain organization, and this organization is likely to have the potion formula with an audience. And the name of this organization, I think you should be familiar with it, Miss Justice."

"Psychological Alchemy Society?"

Audrey asked in surprise.

"Yes."

Alger, the Hanged Man, nodded slightly. "He gives me a very similar feeling to the member of the Psychological Alchemy Society that I met before. I think he is right."

"You mean the one you sank into the Sonia Sea?"

Audrey complained in her heart speechlessly.

Alger naturally had no idea what she was thinking. He turned his head and looked at Yu Jin and said, "According to the agreement, I will take 10% as 'commission' and 'brokerage fee', and the remaining 13,500 gold pounds will be transferred to you through Mr. Fool."

"can."

Yu Jin nodded slightly.

“I still have those requests.”

The World followed closely behind, saying in a gloomy and hoarse voice, "The mutated pituitary gland and blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter, the characteristics of the human-skinned shadow, and the hair of the deep-sea naga."

As he said that, the World turned his attention to the Hanged Man. It was hard to say about other materials, but the Deep Sea Naga was definitely the most likely to be obtained by Mr. Hanged Man who was at sea.

As expected, the Hanged Man Alger said, "I don't have any of these three extraordinary materials, but I have clues about the deep-sea Naga hair, 100 pounds per strand."

"can!"

'World' nodded, "But I want at least 5."

"No problem, I'll collect it as soon as possible."

After the Tarot gathering, 'Sun' Derrick returned to the real world and found himself in the dark and narrow room again.

He sat there cautiously for several seconds and didn't notice any unusual changes. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Remembering that Mr. Hanged Man had asked him to ask the former captain of the exploration team more questions, Derrick walked to the corresponding metal wall, bent his fingers, and knocked.

Tap, tap!
He completed the code, but no one responded for a long time from the other side.

Just as he was puzzled, an old and erratic voice suddenly came from the bed behind him:

"Are you looking for me?"

As soon as he heard the voice, Derrick froze, his skin tensed, and his hair stood up.

……

At dusk, a group of special guests arrived at the villa in the suburbs of Connat City in Desire County. Most of them were elderly, the youngest was in his forties, and the oldest was even in his seventies, looking like a group of elderly tourists.

They gathered in the small meeting room in the basement of the villa and asked the housekeeper Emma to invite Yu Jin and the other man. "Dorian."

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked like a university professor adjusted his glasses and asked in a deep voice, "Are you really so sure that he can solve our curse?"

Dorian did not answer this question, but asked:
"Verdu, even if you don't believe my judgment, do you have any other choice?"

The man named Verdu fell silent. It was obvious that he was here because he had no choice. Just like Dorian, he was unwilling to give up any possibility of lifting the curse.

So in the letter Dorian wrote to him, there was only one simple sentence:

Make family great again!
It was this sentence that successfully convinced Verdu. Whether it was true or not, they were willing to give it a try.

Seeing Verdu fall silent, Dorian slowly spoke again:

"Don't worry. Even if he can't cure the root cause, he can at least cure the symptoms. I've confirmed this. And for us, even curing the symptoms is very important, isn't it?"

"I hope so."

Verdu said in a low voice, but did not continue to ask.

Just like Dorian said, even if it can only be a temporary solution, it is a rare opportunity for them.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart.

Because according to Dorian's description, he obviously didn't see it with his own eyes, but he guessed based on Ms. Wall that Mr. Black had a way to lift the curse, but his tone was extremely certain.

Although it could be explained as his obsession with the family prophecy, Verdu always felt that something was irrational.

"Tuk! Tuk!"

The housekeeper Emma went upstairs to a room on the second floor and knocked on the door.

Fors opened the door and looked at the housekeeper outside with some doubt:

"Ms. Emma, ​​what's the matter?"

"Ms. Wall, Mr. Dorian is back. They are waiting for you in the conference room."

The housekeeper responded respectfully.

"OK, just a second."

Fors nodded politely and closed the door immediately.

After thinking for a moment, she handed the notebook to Yu Jin and whispered, "Don't let anything go wrong again!"

Yu Jin took this magical item, but the moment he took it, the notebook suddenly disappeared.

But Yu Jin just sighed and said:
"I didn't expect the situation last time, and I definitely won't expect it this time."

Led by the housekeeper, Yu Jin and Fors left the room and were taken underground to the meeting room.

"Crack!"

Finally, after a long wait, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

Abraham and his companions collectively turned their gaze towards the door, selectively ignoring the beautiful lady, and finally fixed their eyes on the man who looked quite young.

"Mr. Black."

Dorian immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "This is Verdu Garcia Abraham."

He first pointed to the man with gold-rimmed glasses, and then pointed to the others and introduced them one by one. And these people in the room, without exception, are representatives sent by the branches of Abraham from all over the country! In this small meeting room, they can even decide most of the affairs of the entire family.

And if they unfortunately encounter an accident, they have already made full preparations to ensure that they will not endanger the family.

"Mr. Black."

Verdu silently waited for Dorian to finish his introduction, and then asked without hesitation, "I just want to know one thing, do you really have the ability to solve the curse on us?"

Dorian's expression changed slightly. He had wanted to proceed step by step, but he didn't expect Verdu to be so direct. His heart suddenly tightened.

Yu Jin did not get angry when he heard Verdu's question, but asked back to the surprise of others:
"That depends on what kind of solution you want, a temporary solution or a permanent solution?"

"My requirements are not high, just treating the symptoms will be fine!"

Verdu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Dorian should have told you that as long as you can help Abraham, even if it's just a temporary solution, we can agree to any of your conditions! The only problem is, how can I verify what you said?"

Fors muttered softly:

"Perhaps we can only verify it when the full moon comes."

"unnecessary."

Verdu seemed to have expected such a question, and said without hesitation, "I have a magical item that can create the effect of a 'full moon' at any time, making everyone around suffer a 'curse' and hear whispers that can only be heard during a full moon."

The other Abrahams' expressions changed slightly. They didn't expect Verdu to be so radical.

"So."

Yu Jin looked at the others and asked thoughtfully, "Do you want to step aside for a while?"

"I don't need it."

One of the elderly men, who was in his seventies, smiled and said, "I am already this old. I may not be able to survive the next full moon. It's just a matter of living a few more days. I will stay here as a witness."

Dorian's eyes were extremely determined, and he said in a deep voice:
"I believe Mr. Black, and I'll stay too."

The others seemed to be hesitant to talk, but in the end they all fell silent and chose to stay.

Seeing this, Yu Jin stopped asking questions and turned his gaze to Verdu:

"let's start."

Even Verdu was stunned for a moment. Is he so confident?
After hesitating for a moment, Verdu pulled out a black iron box from under the table. There were a lot of inscriptions on the surface of the box, and these inscriptions seemed to form a "door" shape. And it seemed that it was precisely because of these inscriptions that the box was filled with an invisible sense of sealing, preventing the overflow of the power inside.

"Ms. Wall."

Verdu hesitated and glanced at Fors beside Yu Jin, and kindly reminded him, "Do you need to step aside?"

Abraham and his people had long since become indifferent to life and death. Even if they risked losing control of the curse, they hoped to see the curse lifted with their own eyes. But there was no need for Ms. Wall to get involved. She was innocent.

"Need not."

With a faint smile on her face, Fors politely refused, "I believe him."

Verdu was silent for two seconds, and finally put the box on the table. He turned the mechanical switch and unlocked the spiritual shackles. Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly opened the top of the box, making a creaking sound that made people sore.

Verdu put his hand in, and when he took his hand out of the box, there was a puppet the size of a figurine in his palm. It was slender and looked more like a small wooden stake, with crescent-shaped eyes and a mouth carved on it, and inlaid with dried grass and flowers.

Abraham and his friends waited for a long time, but did not receive the expected "curse". They could not help but feel puzzled:

"no effect?"

Just as a similar thought came to my mind, the next second the puppet was suddenly covered with a rich but illusory crimson moonlight, and it rose and fell gently like the tide, as if it was connected to something in the sky.

At this moment, the crimson moonlight was spreading silently and rapidly, enveloping everyone around!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the curse fell!

"boom!"

Several members of Abraham fell on the table in pain with a dull thud, but the pain brought by the collision did not alleviate the symptoms of their heads being about to explode, nor did it calm their restlessness to end their lives with a knife.

Compared with the pain caused by the curse muttering, these physical pains are nothing!
"coming!"

Verdu also struggled with a distorted expression due to pain, and yelled through gritted teeth.

As they spoke, the hair of everyone in the conference room grew wildly at an extremely strange speed. The change was especially obvious for the 70-year-old man. His body was changing. It seemed as if there were small insects surging under his dry skin, and small bags like insect eggs were bulging on the skin, as if they were about to "break out of the cocoon" in the next moment!
And at the moment when the crimson moonlight spread, Embers was actually already prepared.

His right hand held a burning flame-like mark high above his head, and the other hand was parallel to it and pointed to the ground. His right hand slowly dropped to the ground, and his left hand was raised to the top of his head. During the whole process, the two arms were always kept in the same straight line.

And when he completed this set of actions, a golden magic circle composed of an equilateral triangle with a perpendicular bisector, three intersecting circles and countless inscriptions that ordinary people could not distinguish emerged from under his feet!

"Ding!"

Under the cover of golden light, accompanied by a clear sound like a bell, everything returned to their original appearance.

The 'worm eggs' that were surging under the old man's skin disappeared. Although it was still dry, it no longer looked weird. The painful mumblings that made Abraham and his friends feel like dying disappeared, and their minds became clear again.

The puppet on the table, which originally emitted crimson moonlight, seemed to have been hit hard and instantly lost all its brilliance. It just lay quietly on the table, losing all its magic. It was as if it was really just a puppet that looked a little weird, but was actually very ordinary.

[Regression principle]

[Golden Rule Fundamentalist Prayer.

One of the foundational prayers.

Can cure all abnormal conditions and eliminate special effects.
Remove all mimicry and reveal the true face.

Fundamentalism uses two forces

Explaining the Golden Rule - Regression and Cause and Effect.

The so-called return means to converge everything towards the unchanging.
It belongs to the gravity of meaning. 】

"This this……"

The pain and confusion in Verdu's eyes disappeared, replaced by shock and disbelief.

Surprisingly, it’s really true…

His expression became uncontrollably excited, as if he was a person who had been wandering in despair for a long time and finally saw a glimmer of hope in the last moments of his life!
He looked at the embers excitedly, as if he wanted to express his inner excitement.

But at this moment, Yu Jin seemed to have sensed something and raised his head. He saw the endless gray fog and the tall figure living in the majestic ancient palace.

Yu Jin's expression slightly changed, and he said quickly:
"I'm going to the bathroom."

Yu Jin didn't care what Abraham and the others thought. He took out the notebook from his soul space and handed it to Fors. Then, in front of everyone else's eyes, he left the meeting room without looking back.

"what--!"

Shortly after Yu Jin left, someone in the meeting room suddenly exclaimed. Verdu and Dorian looked over subconsciously and found that it was a member of the Abraham family, who was holding a crystal stone that was so transparent that it was almost unreal with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Dorian's pupils shrank slightly.

He recognized the crystal. It was a Beyonder left behind by a Sequence 5 'Traveler' after his death.

But the problem is, this extraordinary property has already been made into a magical item!
He subconsciously reached for his pocket, where there was a magical item that was made into a divination item. However, when he took it out of his pocket, there were two more things in his palm.

One is a necklace originally used for divination, and the other is a "diamond" the size of an eye, which is the extraordinary characteristic of the 'astrologer'.

……

Above the gray fog, in front of the ancient bronze table, Yu Jin bowed slightly to the tall figure at the head seat:

"Mr. Fool."

"Mr. Lover."

Mr. Fool tapped the table with his fingers and said with a smile, "I have some information and I want to make a deal with you."

"What information?"

Yu Jin's expression changed slightly and he asked.

The Fool, as always, looked down upon everything and was unfathomable. He said leisurely:
“Painting the world.”

"of course."

The Fool smiled and said, "I am referring to the first 'painting world', which can also be called the 'original world'. Not the imitations made later. After all, you have already come into contact with those imitations, right?"

Yu Jin nodded slightly. He had indeed entered the painting world preserved by the Aurora Club.

Seeing Yu Jin nod, Klein continued leisurely:
"The first 'primordial world' came to this world, and it can be traced back to the First Age. Well, I think you should know the creation myth?"

Ember nodded calmly:

"Yes."

"In the First Epoch..."

Klein nodded in satisfaction and began to speak slowly, as if he was going to continue, but he suddenly paused just as he started.

Just as Yu Jin looked over in confusion, Klein suddenly chuckled:
"It seems that I need to deal with a small bug before we start the discussion."

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, spreading his spirituality and touching the crimson star corresponding to the 'sun'.

Suddenly, a picture of prayer appeared before them:

Derrick the Sun was praying devoutly, telling The Fool everything that had happened in the dungeon, including the sudden appearance of the former Exploration Team Captain in his cell and the sneak attack he launched after his mutation.

But neither The Fool nor Ember focused on this, because they both turned their gazes to the hazy picture behind the Sun.

There, there were transparent, illusory figures. He had hands and feet, but like a python, he twisted around the "sun", with his head propped up behind the "sun". In the hazy picture, he was vaguely wearing a black classical robe, a pointed hat of the same color, and a crystal-like monocle on his face.

The "Sun" was unaware of all this.

"interesting."

Seeing this, The Fool seemed to sneer.

"Who is that?"

Ember asked, frowning.

"Amon."

Yu Jin heard the low and calm voice of Mr. Fool, which seemed to carry a hint of teasing, "Or rather, Amon's clone."

Yu Jin nodded thoughtfully, not paying too much attention. After all, since the Fool's attitude was so relaxed, it was obviously not a very difficult problem.

However, what he didn't know was that although the Fool said it was interesting, he was actually very panicked!
Don't panic!
After all, that was the Blasphemer Amon. To be worthy of the title of Blasphemer, he must be at least an angel!
Considering that the 'Amon' family was once listed as one of the five major angel families in the Tudor Dynasty along with the Abraham family, and the ancestor of the Abraham family was a Sequence 1 angel, it can be inferred that the true form of this 'Amon' is at least a Sequence 1 angel, and may even contain uniqueness!
This 'Amon' who lives in the spirit body of 'The Sun' obviously does not want to be a grandfather who helps the protagonist grow up. Instead, he wants to wait for the next Tarot gathering and sneak into the gray fog without anyone noticing, just like a virus or a Trojan horse!

By then, his control over this mysterious space might be taken away!
A Sequence 1 Angel, and his methods were strange enough. The Fool looked around, but in the end he could not find a way to deal with Amon:

Although he had thought about using the gray fog and the mysterious space to leverage its power to deal with Amon, his strength was limited after all, and he might not be able to achieve outstanding results against an invasion of at least a Sequence 1 angel.

So, to be on the safe side, he decided to find the Tarot Club's top fighter—

ember!

As long as the embers are there, what does it matter even if Amon really invades above the gray fog?
At worst, let the embers burn him!
With this mentality, Mr. Fool concealed the fact that he had already discovered Amon. Instead, he invited Yu Jin to the gray fog under the pretext of intelligence, and then he "accidentally" discovered Amon living in the body of the "Sun"!

Only in this way can Yu Jin take action with "legitimate justification" and "justification".

The Fool glanced at Amon, who was living in the spirit of the Sun, and was inevitably frightened by the other party's strange methods.

But he turned and glanced at the seemingly ordinary embers beside him, and his expression relaxed and became confident.

It’s not a big problem, the advantage is mine!
(End of this chapter)