Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 459 "Dream"

Klein's mind naturally flashed back to the grand scene unfolding behind him; the ability to almost pull the illusionary world into the real world was truly terrifying.

But he has something more important to do right now!

Klein maintained the extraordinary cohesive power of the cloak behind him, triggering the causal thread between himself and Zarathustra.

The two are now locked in a life-or-death struggle, and the cause and effect of this conflict cannot be hidden!

"So far?" Klein thought of an island that was already on the Misty Sea, almost spanning an entire continent from the Northern Continent battlefield!

"Fortunately, I can jump through the illusionary realm." Klein plunged headfirst into the illusionary realm, following the causal lines as he traversed through a blur of light and shadow.

At the same time, the "Serpent of Fate" that was following Klein once again rolled the "Dice of Fate" and landed on a six!

Found it… Klein’s spirituality provided the answer.

He stepped out of the illusion, and at that moment Zarathustra saw Klein. He did not panic, but took a step back, and his body appeared on the other side of the world.

In the few seconds that Klein was held back, Zarathustra had already grafted a rock on the island onto the other side of the world through Old Zarathustra's "tampering".

Upon seeing the "Serpent of Fate" holding the "Dice of Probability," He had already abandoned all plans and was only thinking about escaping!

The biggest advantage of this escape method is its speed; it doesn't even require time to open a portal.

Klein's expression changed slightly, and he only had time to glance at the "Serpent of Fate".

"Reboot!"

The "Serpent of Fate" reacted even faster than Klein, biting its own tail and unleashing this divine skill.

Zarathustra's body has traveled to the other side of the world, but under the effect of "rebooting," he is being pulled back to the island.

In a moment of distraction, Zarathustra saw the stone that connected him to the other side of the world. The fact that he saw the stone meant that he had not been able to leave the island.

Old Zarathustra tried to put his hand on Zarathustra's shoulder, attempting to "tamper" with the target and throw Zarathustra out of the "reboot" range, but unfortunately, he failed.

Zarathustra's eyes narrowed slightly as he finally sensed the immense danger. He commanded the Planeswalker to come before him, but found that the Planeswalker's aura had changed, lacking the mysterious, star-like quality he once possessed.

Mr. Door saved Him once and has already left.

"..." Zarathustra abandoned the idea of ​​contacting Mr. "The Door" again and instead fled into the mists of history.

Faced with Klein's pursuit, He had several ways to escape, and even suicide was an excellent option.

At that moment, Russell Gustav's historical projection suddenly turned its head and, through the subtle connection between them, looked at Zarathustra's true form.

Zarathustra's mind was immediately filled with a large amount of redundant information and useless knowledge, his head almost exploded, and he could no longer think straight.

His body stood there stiff, unable to step into the mists of history any longer.

At this moment, Klein had already arrived behind Zarathustra.

The cloak behind him suddenly turned into night, and the whole world was shrouded in its shadow.

The next instant, the night descended upon Zarathustra's body, enveloping him completely.

"...You win." Zarathustra's eyes cleared, the information in his mind had been expelled, but he had lost the chance to resist.

He could only watch with a sense of despair and regret as his body was covered by the night and swallowed by shadows.

This method of being directly devoured by a higher-ranking individual cannot be reversed through the "Miracleist's" resurrection opportunity.

Klein had known about the "miracle worker's" "resurrection" for a long time, and had communicated with the "Serpent of Fate" before deciding to hunt Zarathustra, thus confirming this method.

"Zarathustra, 'Miracleist'..." A complex expression flashed across Klein's face, but the next second he quickly hid in Utopia and dared not show his face again.

After returning to Utopia, Klein couldn't wait to go back to the Four Steps in Reverse and arrive above the gray fog.

"Rossel..." Klein looked at the corresponding area based on the causal connection between himself and the current Rosell.

"This is..." Klein exclaimed in shock, "Has the illusory world invaded reality?"

The sky cracked open, and the dreamlike phosphorescence of the Illusionary Realm poured into the real world. Countless fairylands were enveloped in dreamlike bubbles, and Klein could even sense familiar places like "Fairy Tale Town" and "Tower of Babel" within them.

Antigonus and Amon... Klein's gaze locked onto the two angel kings trapped in Wonderland.

Antigonus simply watched everything before him quietly, showing no intention of breaking free from the constraints of the fairy realm.

Since Klein left, He has made no move, simply watching quietly as everything unfolded before Him.

Everything around Him was in a state of stagnation, and even the rules failed to detect Him.

Before the cat stayed indoors in the Hornach Mountains, He had been a dream angel for many years and was very familiar with dream phosphorescence, dealing with Roselle's various tricks in the most effortless way.

"It's really interesting, only slightly inferior to 'Gensokyo'!" Amon looked at the illusory world that had invaded reality with great interest, countless hidden streams of light flashing through his monocle.

He is deciphering, trying to obtain more information from the illusionary realm.

"Then let me show you more!" Rosell suddenly smiled.

He reached into the core of the illusionary realm, and after some searching, he unearthed what was hidden deep within it.

"This is..." At this moment, everyone except Roselle, including Bernadette and Klein, had a drastic change in expression.

They all have various relationships with Fantasy Westward Journey and have a relatively deep understanding of it.

"...The uniqueness of 'Dream'!"

Everyone received the corresponding information from that thing that Rosell pulled out, and they were shocked and speechless.

"How could something like this exist? Why is it here?!"

Klein's eyes widened; he even doubted he was seeing things.

"That's right, this is the uniqueness of 'Dream'."

The ball of light in Roselle's hand gradually spread out.

The uniqueness of "Illusion" is also manifested as an illusory yet real ocean.

But unlike the Dream Sea, it is a sea of ​​clouds made up of countless "clouds".

Clouds of various colors—purple, black, gray, and red—each evoke a different feeling.

This is the dream of countless lives.

Each color represents a type of dream; for example, the surging pink clouds represent a beautiful dream of springtime.

(End of this chapter)