Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 396 Origin Castle Mutation

Klein's spirits inexplicably soared, and he seemed to have suddenly ascended to a great height, looking down upon the area around the Dream Church.

At that moment, in his eyes, everyone who had witnessed this murder performance was connected to him by invisible threads.

Is this a spiritual thread or a causal thread? He was already somewhat confused.

But this did not prevent Klein from looking at all of this with a superior gaze, devoid of any personal emotion.

This state allowed his mind to settle, and he felt the power of the potion spreading throughout his body.

However, this is probably not a good thing.

The potion's power transformed into a web even denser than the threads of cause and effect, cutting Klein, from his spirit to his flesh, into countless tiny parts.

"what!"

Caught off guard, Klein let out a scream and became countless Kleins. On his original body, countless fleshy buds transformed into transparent worms, as if they would collapse into a pile of insects in the next instant.

This allowed Klein's body to directly embody abstract concepts such as the bizarre, the insane, the changing, and the knowledge.

However, before Klein lost control and collapsed into an insect, the audience who watched his play provided Klein with "anchor points" accordingly.

The strength of two of the "anchor points" was unimaginable, allowing Klein to instantly regain his composure and prevent himself from losing control.

"It's Bishop Truman and Adam!" Klein had this feeling; these two were even more significant than he had imagined!

Klein opened his eyes, frowned, and found himself in a spirit state, above the gray mist!

"Shouldn't I be in Utopia?" Utopia was his original resting place, where he could obtain security no less than that above the Gray Fog, and most importantly, his own body and his puppet could enter.

"But it's all right, it's safe here..." Klein suddenly looked up and gazed into the depths of the mysterious space above the gray mist. With a single thought, he arrived at the top of the Heavenly Kingdom Staircase.

He saw something he couldn't see in Sequence Five: at the end of the stairs was a brilliant gate stained with bluish-black light.

The gate of light was composed of countless layers of light spheres, and the bodies of each light sphere were actually clumps of twisted worms, some transparent and some translucent.

In addition, thin black lines hung down from the light, from which hung almost transparent "cocoons".

These "cocoons" are all empty.

Klein suddenly turned his head and looked at one of the "cocoons," where he sensed his own presence.

He probably didn't know how long he had slept inside this "cocoon," but he left behind such a strong scent.

There's probably no need to guess what's inside the other "cocoons".

Klein's eyes glazed over, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't make a sound.

Around that moment, a curtain of night suddenly fell, gently landing on Klein.

It's like a curtain, a blanket, and now it's like a cloak.

Its two corners were playfully tied in a knot in front of Klein's neck, as if doing so would allow it to become completely one with Klein.

"You old devil! Get out of here! This is the body I've set my sights on!"

Suddenly, a funny sound came from Klein's body, and the "Dream Blessing" that landed on Klein's spirit body burst out with thousands of phosphorescent rays at that moment.

A sudden surge of exasperated emotion erupted from the cloak, and eerie, mysterious patterns appeared on it, attempting to enter and possess Klein's body.

But since the power of the dream resides within Klein's body, how could he tolerate the entry of that mysterious power?

boom!

Above the gray mist, the Dream Crystal Ball and the Dream Card both shone with dazzling brilliance.

These were all items Truman gave to Klein through various channels, which eventually earned Klein's trust and allowed him to bring up the dream-related items as the owner of "Source Castle".

These related items have now become the nodes connecting the Book of Dreams, projecting Truman's power into the Source Castle.

Rumble!

The entire Source Castle was in turmoil because of the arrival of the Dream Phosphorescence. Gray fog surged continuously, trying to wash away the Dream Phosphorescence completely.

This is a rule set by the "Lord of Mysteries": the power of dreams must not appear within the territory of the Source Castle.

The dreamlike phosphorescence surging from the dreamlike crystal ball and the dreamlike cards rushed towards it, but since it was inside the Source Castle, unless the Book of Dreams was thrown in, it was only a matter of time before it was cleared away.

But even in this extremely short period of time, Source Castle was unable to intervene in the struggle involving Klein!

"Wake up!" Truman's voice carried the powerful force of fantasy becoming reality, and Klein's reason, which had been lost due to the huge impact, returned instantly.

"This is..." Klein immediately noticed the cloak he was wearing, which gave him a strange and eerie sense of fear.

"Infuse the dreamlike phosphorescence into the spirit insect," Truman's voice rang out again.

Klein nodded subconsciously, summoning the Dreamy Phosphorescence within his body, allowing it to gradually merge into the individual spirit insects within him.

The process went very smoothly and quickly with Klein's willingness; in just a moment, all the spirit insects were tinged with a dreamlike color.

After the dreamlike phosphorescence spread throughout the spirit insects, these spirit insects instinctively resisted the integration of that mysterious and evil power.

"The rest is up to you!" Truman's voice disappeared abruptly, leaving Klein still somewhat dazed.

Klein jolted awake, his mind suddenly filled with everything that had just happened, and the night that had been a shadow in his heart ever since "Master of the Puppet" was now draped behind him!

This made Klein forget about the "cocoon" in front of him. He summoned the Dream Card and used the power of the "figure in the painting" to stuff the Dream Card into his cloak.

A dreamlike power slowly spread across the cloak, gradually forming the symbol of a dream book.

This is equivalent to a seal.

Klein reached out to untie the knot tied around his neck, but suddenly found that he couldn't reach it, let alone untie it!

"I can't untie it, I can't take it off." This thought flashed through Klein's mind.

"Even Bishop Truman couldn't do that..." He suddenly understood why Bishop Truman left so quickly.

Above the gray fog, the dreamlike phosphorescence was merely an aid, lacking significant power.

"Bishop Truman has helped me stabilize the present, but this cloak will continue to affect me."

Klein sat back down in the "Fool's" seat, holding the dream crystal ball and staring blankly.

At this moment, the gray fog above Backlund had disappeared, and Truman opened his eyes.

That was a dead end; Truman couldn't sever the connection between Klein and the Source Castle, so naturally he couldn't untie that knot either.

(End of this chapter)