Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 388 A Photograph from the Past

Warning: Have a baby!

Klein suddenly felt his karma shifting towards his stomach, where a faint heartbeat was beating, gradually becoming stronger, and even threatening to replace him!

His life, his spirit, even his destiny were all shifting toward the master of that heartbeat, who was about to replace Klein as "The Fool" and "Saint John"!

Klein had never seen anything like this before, and with a heavy heart, he pulled all the causal threads on his body.

In this situation, a causal thread that gradually turned rosy appeared before Klein's eyes. Klein decisively grabbed it and cut it off, severing himself from the causal thread of that heartbeat.

The causal link is severed, and in both fate and reality, the two are no longer related.

Klein swung the Poseidon's Scepter once more, but this time it was not forward, but towards himself; he plunged the scepter into his own stomach.

boom!

The ball lightning exploded, and Klein's spirit manifested a hundred meters away. He destroyed the strongest angel paper doll he was inhabiting and also used the paper doll substitute once.

However, the warning about having children had already left a deep shadow in Klein's mind.

He didn't even dare to wait for Mr. Azik there.

"I have no choice but to go!" Klein looked at his second causal line, which held a glimmer of hope and pointed towards the depths of the underworld.

"Let's go!" Klein made the decision, and then took out his personal item - the "Dream" card.

After receiving a warning from Bishop Truman, he carried the card with him at all times.

This time, he directly contained his spirit within the "Dream" card.

In the next instant, Klein's body began to change, with angelic wings unfolding behind him, and his formal attire transforming into a dark robe adorned with stars.

This is the "Dream Angel" recorded by the Church of the Night.

"Go!" After absorbing the "Dream" card, Klein felt his control over the causal lines becoming clearer and clearer, and he flew rapidly through the tornado.

……

"Klein?" Azik Eggers finally received Klein's distress message.

Even the "Death Archon" was momentarily stunned. How could the person holding his token be in danger in the underworld? This doesn't make sense!

Azik Eggers' expression suddenly turned serious. He immediately opened a bronze door beside him, intending to teleport directly to Klein's side.

But He failed.

Mr. Azik's pupils contracted, and his cheeks were covered in snake feathers.

"Sherah? The 'Mother Tree of Desire'!"

The first thing He does, as the authority over the underworld, is to report any anomalies to Him.

He dared not delay any longer and immediately teleported into the underworld.

"Something's strange!" Azik Eggers immediately located the strange spot and teleported to the corresponding location.

"Open!" He reached out and pressed his hand into the invisible barrier. The death aura of the underworld materialized in his hand, and after three breaths, it completely eroded the invisible barrier.

"It's not here anymore." Stepping into the invisible barrier, Azik only saw a scene of devastation, a land ravaged by lightning.

"An army of corrupted undead?" Azik learned of what had happened and chased after Klein in the direction he had fled.

On the other side, Klein, somewhat spiritually exhausted from being chased by the army of the undead behind him, once again raised the Scepter of the Sea God in his hand.

This was already the umpteenth time he had used Lightning Storm, but the mutated undead army seemed to possess the physique of a "zombie" and the regenerative abilities of a "werewolf," getting closer and closer to him with the support of high-level power.

Warning: Have a baby!

Klein didn't know if the "Dream" card could resist the power of childbirth, but he really didn't dare to take the risk.

"Life! Life!" Klein's spirit suddenly stirred, and the causal thread pointing to life suddenly became real.

Klein reached out and grabbed the line, then yanked it sharply.

The dark sky, formed by the aura of death, seemed to be lifted, revealing the traces that had been hidden for thousands of years.

It was a line, a line made of dreamlike phosphorescence, running straight across the entire underworld.

Roar!

Upon seeing this line, the dreamlike phosphorescence within Klein's body echoed it, appearing even more powerful. However, the undead army behind him also went berserk at this moment.

Klein instinctively turned around and saw that the undead army of unknown numbers suddenly merged into one, transforming into a strange tree composed of countless withered bones!

A rose suddenly bloomed on the strange tree, its vibrant color unique in this dark underworld.

"Sherlock Moriarty!" Klein thought as if he heard his own alias on the strange tree.

At that moment, Klein's spirit suddenly trembled, becoming isolated from the "Dream" card within his body, becoming ordinary, and no longer possessing a certain quality.

The causal threads on his body were also being usurped by that strange tree!

"No!" Klein suddenly felt that his second child was about to be born.

He could only grasp at the one and only chance of survival right in front of him.

That line formed from dreamlike phosphorescence.

It resembled the causal lines in Klein's eyes, so Klein triggered it in the same way.

hum!

Klein broke free of his restraints, and his perspective suddenly rose as he saw the line, its true form reflected in his eyes.

What was that line? It was a hollow beam of light, but it was so far away from Klein that it was mistaken for a line.

And just after Klein touched it, the dreamlike phosphorescence of the same origin responded to him.

A beam of light shot out from the pillar of light and flew straight toward Klein.

Klein's spirit suddenly froze, as if locked in place, unable to move.

This feeling was quite familiar, as he had experienced it more than once before.

"The Spear of Destiny!"

Klein cried out, "That beam of light is the mark left by the Spear of Destiny as it pierced through the Underworld, so it is hollow, and so it pierced through the entire Underworld!"

laugh!

That dreamlike phosphorescent light pierced through his body like a true spear of fate, and the wisps of rose-colored light that seeped from his body were annihilated by the dreamlike phosphorescent light.

This is a hidden danger left over from when he just gave birth... Klein's spirit body is cold. If it weren't for this dreamlike phosphorescence, even if he could escape this time, he would be corrupted in the future!

"what!"

Upon seeing the extinguished rose-colored aura, the strange tree let out a shriek, and countless rose-colored tentacles coiled towards Klein.

If we get caught, we'll be in real trouble!

Klein was preparing to trigger that beam of light again, summoning more dreamlike phosphorescence.

Just then, a cold but familiar voice rang in Klein's ears.

"die!"

This is the judgment of the "Death Archon," the wrath of the entire underworld!

(End of this chapter)