Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 256 Pray

The sun hesitated for a long time before saying hesitantly:

"There's one more thing, which concerns Mr. 'Fool'."

"Huh?"

"Justice" blinked, and everyone else's attention was immediately drawn to it.

They were all very curious as to why the "Sun" would be associated with the "Fool." Could it be that Mr. "Fool" had already gained the power to influence the Forsaken Land?

"How come I don't know anything about this?"

Not to mention others, even Klein himself was a little confused. When had he ever contacted Little 'Sun' alone? No, right?

"The Sun" asked somewhat nervously:

Do you still remember Amon?

"Among the 'blasphemer'?"

The Hanged Man frowned and asked:

"He's started operating in Silver City again?"

Most members of the Tarot Club knew that "The Sun" had been possessed by Amon and was only saved with the help of Mr. "The Fool." After that, also using Amon's name and with the help of "The Fool," he exposed the fact that the entire exploration team led by Lovia had been corrupted.

Lovia was imprisoned by the Council of Six as a result, and Amon seemed to disappear without a trace, remaining silent for a long time.

In that incident, the "Blasphemer" Amon and the "True Creator" were successfully portrayed as adversaries. Therefore, while Silver City wanted to use Lovia to find a way out of the Forsaken Land,...

But he certainly won't put all his eggs in one basket with the "True Creator"; he will inevitably seek a power that can counterbalance the "True Creator." And the "Sun," possessed by the "Blasphemer" Amon, who exposed their conspiracy, might represent another possibility.

"Yes."

The sun said solemnly:

"Recently, many people in Silver City have been secretly praying to other gods, and it was later discovered that this was all due to the influence of Amon."

"Amon?"

The Hermit, Cattleya, was somewhat surprised. She understood almost nothing, and had a strange feeling that 'what are they saying? It sounds very profound, but I can't understand a word of it…'

She didn't know why they were discussing the "True Creator" and the "Blasphemer" Amon so naturally. Hmm... this should be the "Blasphemer" Amon I know... This is not the same as the angel named Karula... After all, these two are far above angels, and can even be equated with Mr. "Fool".

Judging from their conversation, it seems that Mr. Fool and Amon the Blasphemer are on opposite sides.

"What does this have to do with Mr. 'The Fool'?"

"The Magician," Fors asked, puzzled.

Klein's eye twitched; his spiritual intuition had just twitched, and he vaguely guessed the reason.

The sun answered honestly:

"Because the god they prayed to was Mr. Fool."

"really!"

Klein resisted the urge to raise his hand to his forehead.

He should have thought of that sooner.

Amon sends people to pray to him almost every day, subjecting him to psychological manipulation. Where do these people come from? Aren't they from Silver City?

The sudden appearance of so many people praying to an unknown god was sure to be noticed by any elder of the Silver City Council of Six, especially since Amon hadn't tried to hide it at all, as if he was eager to be discovered.

Although as long as Klein doesn't respond to these requests, it won't have any adverse effects on him, the current situation still makes him feel as if he's being forced to "die in public."

He had no intention of widely disseminating his name, nor did he have the energy to respond to everyone's requests—

The requests he received simply from impersonating the sea god had exhausted him. And most of them he only glanced at briefly, unable to offer any response.

The situation in Silver City was even more complicated; he had no way of knowing which prayers were traps. Or rather, aside from the 'Sun,' everyone else's prayers were likely traps.

What Klein couldn't understand most was Amon's purpose in doing this—

If you say he's trying to sow discord, Klein thinks it's completely pointless; he just thinks Amon is bored.

After all, this is an angel king who can create infinite clones. Before the 'Fool' appeared in the world, Amon had already allowed his clone to possess a person who was imprisoned in a dungeon for decades.

For such a being, decades are but a fleeting moment; he has plenty of time to squander. In fact, it's hardly squandering time; with his infinite clones, Amon could easily do many things simultaneously.

"Mr. 'Fool'?"

Upon hearing the words of the 'Sun', everyone else instinctively looked at the 'Fool' at the head of the table.

The Fool was shrouded in a gray-white mist, obscuring his features and making no statement, exuding mystery and majesty. This subconsciously led others to believe that Mr. Fool had known about this all along and had never taken it to heart.

But isn't this normal?

Since those prayers were directed at Mr. Fool, he must have been the first to know them. But since Mr. Fool didn't mention them, it means these things were utterly insignificant to him.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," guessed:

"This might also involve a game between Mr. Fool and Amon..."

Klein knew he should make a statement, and chuckled softly:

"Amon, just like his brother."

Hearing Mr. Fool's slightly mocking voice, the Tarot Club members felt inexplicably at ease. It seemed that Amon the Blasphemer was nothing in Mr. Fool's eyes and posed no threat whatsoever.

The Hermit, Cattleya, carefully considered her words before speaking:

"The 'blasphemer' Amun you just mentioned, are you referring to the ancestor of the Amun family of the Tudor Empire in the Fourth Age, the son of the Creator?"

"Yes."

"Justice," Audrey nodded slightly and explained:

"The former Angel of Time, Amon, is now the 'Blasphemer' Amon."

"The Time Angel..."

The Hermit, Cattleya, fell silent again; the Tarot Club knew more secrets than she had imagined.

After hesitating for a long time, the 'Hermit' Cattleya spoke again:

"Miss Justice, what else do you know about Amon, the Angel of Time?"

She paused, then continued, "I can offer appropriate compensation..."

"unnecessary."

"Justice," Audrey smiled faintly, "is just common sense in Tarot."

"However, I don't know much about 'Time Angel' Amon either."

"According to the records of Silver City, the creator, also known as the 'Ancient Sun God,' was surrounded by countless angels. Among them, the eight leaders of the angels who were closest to the throne were called the Angel Kings."

"Among them is the Angel of Time, Medici, the Angel of Destiny, Urolius, and Adam, the Angel of Imagination, who is also a son of the Creator. As for the titles and names of the other four Angel Kings, we do not know them yet."

"Adam..."

"The Hermit," Cattleya murmured softly; the name was familiar to her.

She only knew that Adam was the son of the Creator, but she did not know that he was also the King of Angels.

She had never even heard of the title "Angel King," let alone the specific names of the eight Angel Kings. And now, the Tarot Society possessed detailed information on four of them!

Perhaps the members of the Tarot Club are generally not very strong, and there isn't even a demigod among them.

At the highest rank, only she herself and Miss Justice, a Rank 5 Dream Walker, are currently at the top. However, they each have their own powerful factions behind them, and their intelligence-gathering abilities are likely stronger than most demigods!

Moreover, even if their own strength isn't outstanding, it doesn't mean the power behind them is. Miss Justice has the angel named Carula behind her, and Mr. Moon has the protection of the vampire Duke Olmer…

The Hermit, Cattleya, fell silent for some reason. The more she knew, the more she understood her own ignorance.

When she first joined the Tarot Club, she looked down on the organization.

She dared not reveal a single trace of it, only because of the presence of the deity, Mr. Fool. But now she realized that what she was so proud of was utterly insignificant in the Tarot gathering!

This shattered her pride, but it also made her more clearly aware of her place in the Tarot Club...

"Justice" Audrey sensed the change in "The Hermit's" emotions, but did not point it out. Instead, she continued her explanation:

"The 'Red Angel' Medici has seemingly fallen, the 'Angel of Fate' Urelius serves the true Creator. The 'Angel of Time' Amon wanders in the land forsaken by God, and the 'Angel of Imagination' Adam..."

Miss Justice paused for a moment before continuing:

"He founded the 'Twilight Hermits' Society, secretly influencing the course of world history, and the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' is also an affiliated organization of the 'Twilight Hermits' Society..."

"Um, is there anything else you'd like to add?"

"Justice" looked at the others and asked.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," his eyes gleaming, slowly began to speak:

"I don't think anyone knows more than Miss 'Justice'."

Everyone else remained silent, even the usually boastful "Moon" Emlyn kept quiet. They were indeed less knowledgeable about this than Miss "Justice."

Of course, Mr. Fool is an exception—that's the consensus.

"Adam..."

Klein's eyes flickered slightly. He had long suspected that Adam and the Twilight Hermit were related, but this was the first time he had been given concrete evidence.

In fact, the Tarot's attitude towards "Adam" is similar to that towards "Amon".

After all, Miss Justice and Ember and the Psychological Alchemy Society have always been in conflict, and as a Sequence 2 angel, Karula is definitely an enemy of Adam, the King of Angels, because they are destined to fight to the death for the only Sequence 0 spot.

Compared to Adam, Klein would naturally prefer to help Ember, with whom he has some connection. Similarly, although Carla and the Tarot Club don't have much interaction, she and Ember are definitely on the same side, and now that she has a close relationship with Miss Justice, the Tarot Club will certainly side with them.

Of course, it's too early to talk about that now.

After all, the entire Tarot community, including him, the "Fool," is currently not qualified to participate in the game between the angels.

In fact, if it weren't for the Tarot Club, they wouldn't even be qualified to know these things...

Others probably thought the same thing, and the entire Tarot deck fell silent.

In this silent atmosphere, the tarot session was drawing to a close.

In Mr. Fool's closing remarks, everyone bowed and took their leave.

Soon, only Klein remained above the gray fog.

Once everyone else had left, Klein immediately conjured up paper and pen, intending to divine whether entering the dream world would be dangerous.

If there were no danger, even this "fool" would probably have to recite Karula's name.

Without him.

The main thing is that this dream was just so amazing!

Not only can it speed up digestion, but it can also be used to exchange for other things. Where else can you find such a good deal?

Moreover, as the other members of the Tarot Club continue to grow stronger, Klein now feels a strong sense of urgency.

Surely he, the "fool," can't be that much worse than everyone else?

If everyone else enters the dream and their strength increases rapidly, while he, the 'Fool,' remains stagnant, even Klein, who has never had much desire to become stronger, would find it unacceptable.

On the other hand, he could also test the waters in the dream to see if the techniques he knew were effective in that dream. If they were, it would undoubtedly be of great help to the other members of the Tarot Club in their exploration.

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In the captain's cabin, Cattleya slowly opened her eyes and silently walked to the full-length mirror next to the bookshelf.

In the mirror, her face was fair and smooth, without a single crack. Her ears were normal and small, without any signs of protrusion. Her slightly dark purple eyes were calm and still, as if nothing had happened.

However, Cattleya's somewhat mysterious eyes could see even more:

Hidden beneath the skin, not yet fully dissolved, are eyeball-like flesh and blood; a spirit in pain and madness rapidly fading away.

Countless illusory things of indescribable form roamed all around; sailors, several rooms away, cleaned the deck...

Everything within a radius of several tens of meters was presented to her in an extremely chaotic and unobstructed manner.

From the day she became a Sequence 5 'Astrologer', her 'Secret Seeker' abilities were greatly enhanced. She could vaguely see thick curtains around her, like layers of shadows. Behind the curtains, something seemed to be watching her, watching all living beings.

In fact, if it weren't for Mr. Fool, she would have already lost control because of this last time...

Even with Mr. Fool's help, this remains a hidden danger, as difficult to eradicate as a persistent boil.

For Cattleya, perhaps only by becoming a demigod could she have a chance to escape all of this.

Becoming a demigod is not an easy thing for her.

And this dream might be able to help her.

After a long silence and a long period of hesitation,

But in the end, Cattleya took a deep breath and recited the name of that being in Ancient Hermes:

"The Dark Child of the Abyss,"

The Forbidden Witch of Envy

The chronicler of lost history.

"I pray that you will grant me a beautiful dream."

(End of this chapter)