Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 286 Klein and Amon's First Meeting

But Leonard's expression quickly returned to normal, though he was filled with doubt and questioned the situation.

"Old man, are you a 'parasite'?! You're trying to steal my destiny and life?!"

"..." Palles Zoroaster was speechless. He naturally knew that Truman's words were meant to cause him trouble.

But this problem really has to be solved.

"Ha, if I wanted to steal your destiny and life, would you still be able to speak to me in this tone?"

Palez Zoroaster, not wanting to miss this opportunity to dig up old dirt, retaliated in the most effective way possible.

"Hurry up and catch up, we can talk about this later!" Palles Zoroaster had already sensed that Leonard was falling far behind.

"Uh..." Leonard didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Then he subconsciously took a step to follow Truman and Klein ahead of him. Many times, he really trusted this old man who was living in his body.

"Your Bishop Truman knew I was parasitizing you, and that statement was intentional," Pales delivered the decisive blow, quickly convincing Leonard.

Leonard also trusted the bishop who had led him into the world of extraordinary beings.

Truman naturally knew the effect of his words, but he didn't care much. Instead, he looked around the various arrangements of Amon's tomb with great interest.

"Waaaaah!"

A faint sound echoed in the tomb passage.

"Go and take care of it." Truman gestured for Klein and Leonard to come forward.

Klein and Leonard's expressions changed. Weren't they here to broaden their horizons and win without lifting a finger?

"Here it comes." A demon suddenly lunged at Klein.

"Bang!" Klein calmly fired the demon-hunting bullet.

"That's too inefficient, use this instead." Truman took out two sturdy, heavy, iron-black cannon barrels.

The cannon barrel was engraved with dense, strange patterns, and had pale gold ammunition belts on it.

Klein's eyes lit up; this was one of his favorite weapons!

He immediately picked up the strange cannon barrel and infused it with spiritual energy. The runes engraved on the barrel began to shine, and the air in the tomb passage became scorching hot.

Boom! A golden fireball, resembling a miniature sun, blasted out of the cannon barrel and exploded in the darkness.

Countless flames scattered, and all the undead and creatures that dared to stand in front of the cannon were burned to ashes.

In that instant of light, Klein could even see the horrified looks on the faces of the evil spirits and extraordinary creatures.

This… Klein’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he exchanged a glance with Leonard, then began to get excited.

This is the simplest stomp game!

The two men carried the cannon barrel and rushed into the depths of the tomb. The firepower emitted by this weapon was only slightly weaker than the mutated sun badge and golden cross that Klein had seen!

Rumble!

The entire mausoleum was shaking; the method of bombarding the ground with artillery was brutal, simple, and effective.

This was the first time either of them had experienced this kind of battle where artillery fire swept across the land, and it was even more exhilarating than the combination of various abilities between extraordinary individuals.

Before long, Klein and his companion had cleared away the various extraordinary creatures and evil spirits surrounding the tomb.

Truman also ventured deep into the tomb passage and saw the murals.

"The murals here..." Klein's spirituality couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to stop and rest, showing great interest in the murals.

Tomb murals typically depict the life and deeds of the deceased, containing a wealth of valuable information.

"What is depicted in this mural?" Klein stared at the mural, speechless with surprise, unable to understand it at all.

"...It says 'Gensokyo' on it." Truman's lips twitched, and he looked away.

Amon, you wicked disciple, you still covet my Gensokyo!

"Gensokyo?!" Both Klein and Leonard were curious.

Truman glanced at the two frivolous fans of Gensokyo. "Gensokyo is the divine kingdom of the Supreme Fantasy. This place records the fantastical beauty within Gensokyo."

"It is the embodiment of the most beautiful fantasy in the world, more real and dreamlike than the realm of illusion."

Klein's eyes lit up. He knew that "Little Sun" came from "Gensokyo" and had seen "Gensokyo" through "Little Sun".

However, since "Little Sun's" activity area was always limited to the Silver City and the darkness, he naturally had not seen any other fantastical scenery.

"Let's go." Truman arrived at a picture frame before the main tomb chamber and looked at the figure reflected in the frame.

Truman tidied his hair, which was being blown around by the scorching heat, and then took the picture frame down.

This magical item, capable of causing death in Sequence 5, was thus removed and tossed aside.

Truman gently pushed open the bronze door of the main burial chamber.

Click!

The scene inside the tomb was less eerie under the glow of the residual flames from the shells.

The tomb chamber was spacious, with a high platform in the center where a dark black coffin was placed.

Outside the coffin were rows of iron lamp stands, each carrying a burning candle. The light from these candles was not strong and was even somewhat pale.

In front of the coffin were rows of skeletons lying on the ground.

"...I don't know why, but I always feel that place has a special attraction for me." Klein looked at the coffin and expressed his feelings.

"However, my spirituality kept warning me that if I took one step forward, I might die."

"Your feeling is right, you'll die if you go up there." Truman gestured for them to look at the other corpses lying on the ground.

"They died of old age?" Klein frowned slightly, as if realizing something. "Was it time?"

"The Amon family's crest represents time, which may mean that their family's abilities are related to time." Klein's speculation made sense, which impressed Leonard.

He would usually ask the old man, and if the old man knew, then he knew too.

"Old man, aren't you right?"

"...Yes." Pales's tone was somewhat helpless.

"There's something good here." Truman suddenly raised an eyebrow as if he had discovered something interesting.

He walked straight to the coffin, completely disregarding the terrifying time.

This arrogant behavior frightened Klein and Leonard, who dared not follow.

Truman approached the coffin as if on a picnic and picked up a portrait from it.

The portrait depicts a smiling man wearing a black pointed soft hat and a crystal monocle.

Truman held the portrait up, facing Klein.

The tomb fell silent. Klein and Leonard stared at the portrait of the man, gripped by a strange sense of panic.

The man in the painting looks at Klein and Leonard with a smile, as if he has come to life and is truly standing in front of them, instilling real fear in them.

This was the first meeting between Mr. Fool and Amon, but neither of them realized what kind of being the other was.

(End of this chapter)