Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 441 Testing

Triss's appearance was within Klein's expectations, and her appearance also meant that his true identity had probably been completely exposed.

This is indeed a bit of a problem...

Klein was about to transform into a bunch of bubbles again, but he suddenly found that his body was somewhat frozen, and then he failed to use his ability!

"I know you best!" Triss blinked, the blue light from the ring on her hand shimmering and flowing down the spider web onto Klein.

Klein blinked, automatically translating the sentence: Triss understood "the true apostle," not him.

The Witch Cult has been coveting the Dream Cult for quite some time, so they naturally have a deep understanding of the "Dream" path. Using this "Primal Witch" ring to make themselves fail once is not an unacceptable thing.

He glanced at Triss to confirm that she was still Sequence Four and was now only relying on the sapphire ring.

"Then let's do it again." Klein's gaze fell on the spider web that filled the entire space, and wisps of dreamlike phosphorescence burst from his eyes.

hum!

In an instant, space itself seemed to turn into an illusion, and Klein had already broken free from the spider web.

"It's too late." Zarathustra's voice suddenly rang in Klein's ears.

He had already arrived behind Klein, and Klein was completely unaware!

"The power of 'hidden'..." The "Diviner" path already possesses certain hidden powers, and Zarathustra, being an angel, is already able to utilize these powers.

"I hope Klein Moretti's spiritual outburst becomes uncontrollable."

Zarathustra's voice entered Klein's mind and then suddenly exploded.

"This is a miracle!" Klein felt the spirituality within his body suddenly explode, tearing at his consciousness in an absolutely chaotic manner. His body stiffened, unable to move.

"Spirituality" is one of the most prominent characteristics of the "Dream" pathway, especially for dual-path extraordinary individuals like Klein, whose spirituality is no less than that of angels.

However, once the spiritual energy surges, this power will also have an extremely terrifying effect on Klein.

"I wish that all of Klein Moretti's resistance forces be weakened!" Zarathustra made a second wish without stopping.

"Uh..." Klein felt the spiritual turmoil within his body, and at the same time, he also felt that some of his abilities had failed.

His fingers, which were about to snap, were stuck, leaving him with fewer ways to save himself.

"Is this what they call a 'miracle'?" Klein's understanding of this power had deepened; it should have been the authority of God.

"Come back to my embrace," Klein sensed Triss's murmur.

A buzzing sound rang out as the bracelet on Klein's wrist trembled slightly, but he pressed it down.

He seems to be constantly entering dangerous situations, but don't forget that he has only pulled out a historical projection. Including the "Serpent of Destiny" and himself, there are only three.

This is the limit for "ancient scholars," but not the limit for "true apostles."

Klein's body instantly became ethereal, transforming into a dreamlike bubble that appeared in another corner of the space.

"Angels' 'wishes' are not so easy to escape." Zarathustra reached out and grabbed nothing, but Klein, who had just manifested, was once again forcibly controlled by the two "wishes".

His illusion can escape the angel's wish, but once he regains his physical form, he will once again be subject to this "wish".

"Unfortunately, you are not the real body." Klein's body suddenly became faint, not illusory, but "hidden," a power from the "Hidden Angel," which Klein manifested.

The state of "secrecy" allowed Klein to escape the arrival of the "wish".

"Not your true form?" Zarathustra's spirit stirred slightly as he looked at Klein, as if sensing something. "So that's why I can't control your spiritual threads?"

He had clearly grasped Klein's spiritual thread before, but was unable to exert the corresponding effect.

Zarathustra took a deep breath. "I never imagined that the combination of 'Diviner' and 'True Apostle' could achieve something like this. Even I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake."

He has determined that the current Klein is not the original form.

But to say I'm disappointed wouldn't be accurate; if the "diviners" all sent their true forms into battle, they would be too easy to kill.

Generally speaking, what appears in front of you will be a historical projection or a secret puppet.

What Zarathustra didn't expect was that Klein's clone could now be so realistic that it even had spiritual threads, making it impossible for the angel to tell the difference.

"You're fake?!" Triss's face darkened, but she quickly recovered. "Your clone is so realistic, why don't you come with me?"

Klein: ...

He didn't look at Triss again, and his body began to dissipate.

Zarathustra's eyes darkened, and he reached out and tried to grab the clone several times, but he failed and was unable to keep it.

"Goodbye." Klein nodded slightly as a sign of respect.

At the same time, the "Serpent of Destiny" in the hands of the Patriarch and Klein also dissipated and turned into a cloud of historical mystery.

Zarathustra watched Klein disappear with a deep gaze, lost in thought.

Triss turned away in disappointment, said nothing, and left.

"I've been waiting for hundreds of years, there's no rush," Zarathustra suddenly said.

"Then you just wait." Klein's voice rang out again, and he was gone for good.

"So this is Zarathustra..." Klein's consciousness returned to his body, and he pinched his brow, feeling a bit of a headache.

This extremely sudden battle was actually a test.

Both sides are confirming each other's identities and probing each other's various capabilities.

Klein revealed the sequence he belonged to, but he also experienced the power of "wish" and learned of Triss's existence.

"As for Zarathustra..." His true form did not appear, and only one historical projection was summoned. Although a group of marionettes were exposed, it was insignificant.

They all try to obtain certain information about each other and make targeted arrangements in order to strike a fatal blow at a certain moment; this is the instinct of "diviners".

"That's how you 'fortune tellers' are. You never fight in person; you always send out projections of history," "Serpent of Fate" quipped.

"What impressed me most was old Zarathustra. That guy remained shrouded in the mists of history for centuries, never even seeing his own son or his people!"

"Huh? That's a good method!" Klein's eyes lit up, but he quickly realized, "So cautious? How did He die?"

"He was simply unlucky. Half of the 'Fool' and the 'Door' that was just one ritual away from being targeted by him were working together, and he was dead as good as dead."

Klein was speechless for a moment. Faced with absolute power, there was no way to escape.

(End of this chapter)