Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 558 Triangular Meeting

Klein calmed his complicated emotions and prepared to adapt to and become familiar with his own authority, but it was at this moment that his inspiration was suddenly triggered!

There's something wrong with "Yuanbao"!

Klein suddenly raised his head, placed his hand on the bronze tabletop, and a strange fluctuation spread from his palm to the entire "Source Castle," conducting a thorough investigation of the "Source Castle."

There is only one person who can still tamper with the "Source Castle" under His control!

Could it be that the "Lord of Mysteries" is still alive and well, leaving a wisp of his will in the "Source Castle"?

A dark blue-green light gate appeared behind Klein immediately, and the light clusters composed of various worms on it trembled slightly.

"A loophole?" Klein's pupils contracted sharply as he realized something was wrong. He raised his hand to find the rule that had been modified by the "Lord of Mysteries" and to find a way to counter it.

Even after becoming "The Fool," Klein still couldn't directly modify the underlying rules of "Source Castle." Those were the authority of "Lord of Mysteries," not that of "The Fool," "The Gate," or "The Error."

Click!

The sound of space shattering rang in Klein's ears. He tried to mobilize the power of the "Source Castle," but it was clear that it was too late.

"It really is you." A familiar voice rang in Klein's ears, and Klein's eyes instantly darkened.

"Is this spot reserved for me? 'Lover'? How interesting."

A young man dressed in a black ancient temple magic robe, wearing a pointed soft hat, and with a monocle over his right eye, sat down in one of the chairs that had never been used before.

Ah, Monk!

"It seems this chair already has an owner, 'The Magician'? He even has some connection to me?"

A young man dressed in a dreamy white divine robe, with his hair neatly combed, his eyes sparkling with starlight, and a resolute and serious face, sat in the "Magician's" chair.

Bethel Abraham!

Klein silently looked at the two people in front of him, and he understood.

The Lord of Mysteries established a new rule on the Source Castle: to open the gates to the true gods of the Lord of Mysteries' three paths within the Source Castle.

That's why "Source Castle" has a vulnerability, allowing it to be opened and no longer only accessible to Klein.

It has to be said that the arrangements made by "Lord of Mysteries" are truly suffocating.

Klein, who had just become the "Fool," was forced to fight to the death with the other two true gods.

In this process, the "Lord of Mysteries" will inevitably rise again.

"I never expected that Antigonus would abandon the 'fool' and become the 'truth'."

Amon looked at Klein and clicked his tongue in admiration.

"I'm glad to see that He broke out of this vicious cycle." Mr. "Door" seemed to be in a good mood and was genuinely happy for Antigonus.

"Yes, being able to escape this quagmire is something to be happy about." Klein nodded slightly in agreement.

At this moment, the three true gods corresponding to the three "Lord of Mysteries" pathways sat strangely at a table, and the atmosphere was even somewhat harmonious.

"Since you dislike being the 'Lord of Mysteries' so much, why don't you just give me your traits? I don't want them all; I'll keep your titles as Angel Kings." Amon looked at Bethel and Klein and sincerely made this suggestion.

Klein gave a soft snort and looked at Amon without saying a word.

"You can give me the traits," Bethel thought for a moment and looked at Klein.

"..." Klein's attitude softened considerably when facing this "door" man.

"Of course I believe you, but so far I haven't been able to modify the underlying rules left by the 'Lord of Mysteries'."

"This is truly a regrettable matter." Bethel sighed slightly, then looked at Amon.

"What? Trying to go crazy again?" Amon gently adjusted his monocle, looking at Bethel with interest.

"You probably went crazy before because you already knew that the uniqueness of 'truth' lay in Antigonus. This involved the teacher's arrangements, and you didn't want me to cause trouble, so you exiled yourself and me to the end of space."

"Now what reason do you have to go crazy?"

Klein listened to Amon's words and suddenly realized that Mr. "Door" was indeed as rumored, and he felt that he was even more reliable than Truman.

"The teacher is facing an Outer God and needs help," Bethel said to Amon in a deep voice.

"Then why can't I be the one offering help?" Amon sneered.

"It seems we can't give up either..." Klein tapped the bronze tabletop lightly, summarizing the conversation above.

Clearly, the position of "Lord of Mysteries" cannot be decided in this one conversation.

Even now, this dialogue can be considered quite open and honest.

"Want to fight again? How boring." Amon slowly stretched.

Having just escaped from the end of that space, He had been fighting Bethel for several months.

That was a battle between true gods that lasted for months!

"Of course, I wouldn't mind if I could get the final reward." Amon's tone changed as he looked at Bethel.

This time, He and Bethel will be temporary allies.

Currently, "The Fool" Klein has the greatest advantage, and the other two must unite to contend with him.

Bethel did not respond, but looked at Klein, clearly indicating that he also tacitly approved of the alliance with Amon.

"What a pity..." Klein sighed softly, gently clasping his hands together. This was "Source Castle," and Klein still held the home-field advantage!

Klein clasped his hands together, and at that moment, the entire "Source Castle" collapsed.

All the gray fog was compressed together, putting immense pressure on the two true gods within.

However, this attack, which could cause considerable damage to the other true gods, did not cause any loss to Amon and Bethel.

Amon's greatest skill is finding loopholes. He remains seated in the "lover's" position, his entire being situated within the "loophole," immune to the pressure of the gray fog.

Mr. "Door" Bethel, on the other hand, was much more composed. He was almost equivalent to the concept of "space" itself, pure and powerful. This kind of spatial collapse could not cause him any trouble at all.

"Where's your 'fooling'? I haven't seen it yet." Amon stood up from his chair and casually walked towards Klein.

Along the way, his figure flickered several times, always within the "loopholes," bypassing the gray fog, and actually getting closer and closer to Klein.

But Klein looked at Mr. "Door" on the other side, who had even come to his side!

Concepts like space and distance are not problems for Mr. "Door".

Left with no other choice, Klein snapped his fingers, creating a true "mysterious realm," the "Fool's" kingdom!

(End of this chapter)