Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Klein's spirit was inexplicably heightened, and he seemed to be high in the sky, looking down at the surroundings of the Dream Church.

At this moment, in his eyes, everyone who had seen this murder show was connected to him by invisible threads.

Is this a line of spirituality or a line of cause and effect? He was already a little confused.

But this did not prevent Klein from looking at all this with a superior gaze, without any personal emotion.

This state made his spirit begin to settle, and he felt the power of the potion spreading out of his body.

But, this is probably not a good thing.

The power of the potion turned into a mesh that was denser than the causal thread, cutting Klein's spiritual body to flesh and blood into countless tiny parts.

"ah!"

Klein was caught off guard and let out a scream, becoming countless Kleins. On his body, countless flesh buds turned into transparent worms, as if they would collapse into a pile of worms in the next moment.

This allows Klein's body to intuitively express abstract concepts such as weirdness, madness, change, and knowledge.

However, before Klein lost control and collapsed into a bug, the audience who watched his drama provided Klein with an "anchor" accordingly.

The strength of two of the "anchor points" was unimaginable, allowing Klein to instantly stabilize his spirit and prevent him from losing control.

"It's Bishop Truman and Adam!" Klein had this feeling. The weight of these two people was greater than he imagined!

Klein opened his eyes and frowned. He unexpectedly found that he was in a spiritual state, and he was above the gray fog!

"Shouldn't I be in Utopia?" Utopia was his original training place, where he could be as safe as above the gray mist, and the most important thing was that both his body and marionette could enter.

"But it's okay, it's safe here..." Klein suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the mysterious space above the gray fog. He had the thought that he had reached the top of the ladder to the kingdom of heaven.

He saw something he couldn't see in Sequence Five. At the end of the stairs was a brilliant light door stained with blue and black.

The light gate is composed of countless layers of light balls, and the bodies of each light ball are piles of twisted worms that are piled up and clumped together. Some of them are transparent and some are translucent.

In addition, thin black lines hang down from the light, and almost transparent "cocoons" hang from them.

These "cocoons" are empty.

Klein suddenly turned his head. He looked at one of the "cocoons" and felt his own breath.

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

There is probably no need to guess what is contained in the remaining "cocoons".

Klein's eyes were in a daze, his mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't make a sound.

Around this time, a curtain of night suddenly moved and fell gently on Klein.

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

Its two corners were playfully tied into a knot in front of Klein's neck, as if doing so would completely blend in with him.

"Old Cui! Get out of here! This is the body I like!"

Suddenly, a funny sound came from Klein's body, and the "dream blessing" that fell on Klein's spirit body burst out with thousands of phosphorescent lights at this moment.

An angry emotion suddenly surged out of the cloak, and evil and mysterious lines appeared from the cloak, trying to enter and occupy Klein's body.

It's just that the power of fantasy itself is in Klein's body. How can he tolerate the entry of that mysterious power?

boom!

Above the gray mist, the dream crystal ball and the dream cards shine brightly.

These are all dream-related items that Truman gave to Klein through various channels, which finally gave him a certain amount of trust and brought him as the owner of "Origin Castle".

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

Boom!

The entire Source Castle was turbulent because of the arrival of dreamy phosphorescence, and the gray mist was constantly surging, trying to wash away the dreamy phosphorescence.

This is a rule set by the "Lord of Mysteries". The power of dreams is not allowed to appear within the scope of Source Castle.

The dream crystal ball and the dream phosphorescence surging out of the dream card rushed towards it, but after all, it was within Source Castle. Unless the Book of Dreams was thrown in, it would only be a matter of time before it was cleared.

But even during this extremely short period of time, Origin Castle was unable to interfere with Klein's fight!

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

"This is..." Klein immediately noticed the cloak on his body, which gave him an eerie and mysterious sense of fear.

"Integrate the dreamy phosphorescence into the spiritual insect." Truman's voice sounded again.

Klein subconsciously nodded and called upon the dreamy phosphorescence in his body, allowing the dreamy phosphorescence to gradually integrate into each of his spiritual insects.

This process was very smooth and fast under Klein's will. In just an instant, all the spirit insects were dyed with a dreamy color.

And after the dreamy phosphorescence spread all over the spiritual insects, these spiritual insects instinctively resisted the integration of the mysterious and evil power.

"You take care of the rest!" Truman's voice disappeared directly, leaving Klein who was still a little distracted.

Klein was startled, and everything that had just happened suddenly appeared in his mind. The night that had been a shadow in his heart since the "Secret Puppet Master" was draped behind him!

This made Klein not even care about the "cocoon" in front of him. He summoned the dream card and directly used the power of "the man in the painting" to stuff the dream card into his cloak.

There is a dreamy power on the cloak that slowly spreads out, gradually forming the symbol of a dream book.

This is equivalent to a seal.

Klein reached out to untie the knot tied in front of his neck, but suddenly found that he couldn't touch it, let alone untie it!

"It can't be untied, it can't be taken off." This thought flashed through Klein's mind.

"Bishop Truman can't do it either..." He suddenly understood why Bishop Truman left so fast.

Above the gray fog, Dream Phosphorescence is only an auxiliary, not so powerful.

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

Klein sat back in the Fool's seat, holding the dreamy crystal ball in a daze.

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

That was a dead end. Truman couldn't break the connection between Klein and Origin Castle, so naturally he couldn't untie that knot.