Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 311 Banxi

The Royal Court of Giants!

It is a legendary place in Gensokyo. According to "Little Sun", it is the side of endless darkness and the divine kingdom of "Giant King" Ormir.

The "King of Giants" had his authority revoked by the Creator, but the kingdom of this ancient god was not destroyed.

"If I ever have the chance to visit Gensokyo, this key will be very valuable."

Klein walked through the dream of divination, and all he saw along the way were magnificent and imposing buildings. Naturally, he wanted to enter the tallest and most magnificent palace.

In a fleeting moment, Klein sensed something and looked towards the tallest and largest palace.

He was far away from there, but the moment he saw the palace, he had the feeling that it was the center of a divine kingdom.

Klein suddenly felt the scenery before him change abruptly, as if he were seeing the deepest part of the central palace.

There was a very deep shadow there, but at this moment, the shadow seemed to have faded a little, revealing the layers of steps inside and the throne at the top of the steps.

A gaze fell upon Klein from the throne.

For a moment, Klein seemed to be staring into those eyes, and some kind of corrupting power manifested within him.

It wasn't the kind of filth associated with "demons," but rather the emergence of another personality within the body, a personality that was self-destructive and deeply aware of its own sins.

In an instant, Klein's body was completely controlled by this personality. He no longer looked at the highest palace, but instead looked at the wisp of gray mist in Klein's dream!

hum!

Just then, the thick gray fog suddenly surged, like dark clouds pressing down or giant waves crashing against the shore, and arrived with a roar.

boom!

Klein successfully courted death once again; both his dream self and his newly formed personality were killed by the gray mist!

He exploded once again above the gray fog, leaving only a paper figure that drifted down.

"Ah, it's that situation again." Klein was experienced in how to court death and had prepared in advance to avoid real harm.

He sat in the high-backed chair of "The World," his fingers lightly tapping the edge of the table.

He was killed by being watched, but before he was controlled by the corrupted personality and escaped the dream, he also saw those eyes and the man sitting on the throne.

With a sudden thought, Klein sketched a picture in front of him with his finger.

On the throne sat a man with shoulder-length, slightly curly black hair. His eyes were veiled in shadow, making his features extremely indistinct. Behind him, layers upon layers of black wings drooped down.

Klein's fingers stiffened slightly, and he dared not continue drawing. He was afraid that once the painting was finished, the subject would sense it, or even that the painting would come to life.

He had seen this angel before, in the murals of Amun's tomb.

There was a mural depicting the scene shortly after Amun's birth, in which two prominent angels held two "sons of the Creator".

One of them was the "Dream Angel" that Klein was familiar with, and the other was right in front of him!

"The Right Hand of God, the Dark Angel..." Klein learned quite a bit in that instant.

"This 'Right Hand of God,' who could be ranked alongside the 'Dream Angel' in the Third Age, is actually in the Giants' Court?!"

"Not necessarily. Is what I'm seeing from the past or the present?"

Klein frowned slightly, but his intuition told him that there might be some secret hidden here.

However, such a secret is far beyond his current level and cannot be explored.

"Let's leave it at that for now." Klein put both items back into the pile of junk. He had just learned his lesson about the key, and he planned to save the book for the next time he was tempted to do something stupid.

The first principle of courting death is to ensure that you won't actually die.

He returned to the real world, relayed the information to Edwina, and then offered his opinion: "Let's disembark first and advance simultaneously from both sides."

"Okay, take Danitz with you. He knows how to contact me."

……

Truman and Amanisis disembarked at Bansi, a city with a long history.

Nearly two thousand years ago, Truman visited this place and encountered the "City of Calamity." Medici was also corrupted at that time and had to fake his death to escape.

At that time, Bansie was still a small town, and most of the people were members of the Medici family.

However, most of the Medici family has now moved to the Solomon Empire, and there are not many left here.

"I have never seen the world from this perspective before," Amanisis said, looking at the port and lighthouse in the twilight.

"If it weren't for the uniqueness of 'Death,' you'd probably still be holed up in the Dark Heaven right now."

Truman looked around at the city of Bansi, which was completely unfamiliar to him, with no trace of its former self.

"I never imagined you would hide the uniqueness of 'Death' here." Amanisis's gaze seemed to pierce through all obstacles, seeing a seal hidden in the deepest part of space.

"Back then, Medici's 'City of Calamity' opened a breach here, and since something happened to be blocking it, they just dumped it here."

Truman killed the crazed Salinger, but killing one of his "half-Old Ones" wasn't the real end of the story.

There are two most serious consequences of Salinger's madness: one is the "River of Eternal Darkness," and the other is the "City of Calamity."

The "River of Eternal Darkness" was manageable; while eliminating Salinger, Truman also wiped out the vast tributaries in the underworld, controlling its size.

However, this "City of Calamity" is also a problem. First, the "Blood Emperor" stirred things up and drew the power of the "City of Calamity" over.

Then Salinger forcibly merged the uniqueness of the "Red Priest," which once again stirred that thing.

This makes the "City of Calamity" almost as effective at penetrating the gray fog as the "River of Eternal Darkness".

Otherwise, the Lord of Mysteries wouldn't have been able to create a bug through the City of Calamity to hide Chik.

At that time, Truman was not in good condition after a great battle, so he did not look for any "loopholes" or "weaknesses" in the gray fog. Instead, he simply threw the Grim Reaper's uniqueness at Banshee, thus plugging the gap there.

Well... In the final war of the gods in the Fourth Age, Truman killed a true god and a "half-Old One," but he only recovered the uniqueness; the rest of the characteristics were scattered all over the world.

"Where are those three copies of 'Pale Emperor'?" Amanisis suddenly asked.

"One copy is with Byron, one with Bernadette, and another... with Badhér."

"Hmm." Amanisis nodded slowly, his expression remaining calm, showing no emotional fluctuation despite the fact that the "God of War" had gone before him.

"Let's go, we should find a hotel and wait for the fish to bite."

(End of this chapter)