Chapter 1167: When the Stars Are Right

"Chernobyl!"

Upon hearing Amon's words, Klein's first reaction was one of shock.

Back when they were approaching the bluish-black, single-eyed giant, he

had come up with many possibilities, but he never expected to hear such

a name.

This was akin to seeing a machine gun appear in an ancient oil painting,

or a novel's plot appearing in a scientific paper. It was filled with

unbelievable contradictions.

In the next second, he thought of the funny matter about how the ancient

sun god had used "His" rib to create Dark Angel Sasrir, but had named

"His" eldest son Adam. He instinctively believed that the current

situation was similar, and he couldn't help but laugh.

To have Amon, who was so powerful that "He" was almost a "bug" in the

real world, a King of Angels who always wore a sinister smile on "His"

face, speak the name with such seriousness and solemnity, it made Klein

unable to hold back his laughter. Besides, he had no intention of

controlling himself.

*It's best if "He" gets angry from the embarrassment and kills me... The

reason Amon is this way today has largely to do with the ancient sun

god's method of upbringing!* The corners of Klein's mouth curved

into a smile, prepared to ruthlessly vent his inner laughter.

At this moment, another bolt of silvery-white lightning streaked across

the sky, illuminating the deep ravine. It made Klein once again see the

grayish-white building at the bottom.

This was a building that was completely different from the current style

of the Fourth, Third, and even the Second Epoch.

Thump!

Klein's heart rapidly contracted before it expanded again. The smile he

just made froze on his face.

Thump! Thump!

When he heard his own heartbeat, he suddenly had the common sense he had

regarding the present world appear in his mind.

12 months a year, 365 days a year, has leap years...

24 hours a day, 60 minutes a day, 60 seconds a minute...

It's confirmed to be a planet...

There's a sun and a moon in the sky...

Badump! Badump! Badump!

Klein's instinct prevented him from thinking any further, but deep in

his heart, there was still a "voice."

*Could it be that I've never actually "transmigrated"? I've always been

on Earth the entire time, but I've been hanging from the door of light

above the gray fog for too long, making me truly not belong to this

era...*

As this thought formed, many details that didn't catch his attention

spewed out like a volcano in his mind.

*To the easternmost front of the Sonia Sea, before entering the ruins of

the battlefield of the gods, there are rotting and crumbling steel

buildings around the ancient well. They appeared to be left behind by

humans...*

*The Northern and Southern Continent are overall very similar in shape

to that of North and South America. However, a large part of the isthmus

that connects the two landmasses has been wiped away by some kind of

power, forming the Berserk Sea with its complicated and winding sea

routes... Also, Sonia Island is like the gigantic landmass in the north

that drifted south... Midseashire is like the expanded and connected

version of the Great Lakes of North America. It's as though it suffered

a strike from a massive meteor...*

*The mountains and rivers on the Northern Continent have changed a lot,

but the overall shape is barely recognizable...*

*In that case... the Western Continent where the elves come from, and

the Forsaken Land of the Gods in the Eastern Continent, will correspond

to Chernobyl...*

*In the legends of treasure out at sea, there's a lost civilization

called the Newins. It sank somewhere in the Fog Sea...*

*The Giant King's parents are humans... The Sanguine, elves also seem to

originate from humans...*

*I previously had two questions: Why would Sefirah Castle grab

transmigrators from Earth? Why would all of them be people from my era?

This can also be explained...*

In the short span of two to three seconds, it was as if lightning was

constantly exploding in his mind. This caused his lips to tremble

slightly, as though he was trying his best to contain the backlash of

his revelation.

*But the moon in this world is crimson... The constellations are

somewhat different from those of Earth... I'm not an astronomy

aficionado, so I can't remember clearly. However, the Emperor consumed

the potions from the Savant pathway. If the cosmos was completely

identical, he would've discovered it a long time ago...* The

opposing opinion appeared in Klein's mind. They were like a strong

anchor, preventing his ship from being blown away from the port in the

midst of the storm.

But one second later, he remembered two lines.

One sentence was a terrifying prophecy that he had read online in his

previous life:

*"When the stars are right, Chaos will rise from underground, and the

Great Oldest One will awaken."*

The other was:

"Be careful of the moon!"

*This... That prophecy wasn't randomly made up? When the stars are

right... So, this resulted in the previous discrepancies?* Klein

almost ignored Amon in front of him. Even his body began to tremble.

He used a great deal of strength before he sighed inwardly.

*Perhaps, I've never left my hometown, but I will never be able to

return home...*

Just as he came to this understanding and realization, the grayish-white

fog silently appeared in front of him.

This time, he directly stood in front of the Waning Forest, which

corresponded to the end of the First Epoch and the early stages of the

Second Epoch.

Unlike the past, the boundless gray fog in front of him was no longer

empty. Deep in the fog, in a very far distance, points of shattered

light were lit up.

They were like lighthouses, illuminating the path of history. They led

Klein forward as they traced back thousands of years, or even further.

Then, he saw the resplendent bluish-black door of light. He saw

transparent cocoons hanging above it, and himself in a T-shirt and loose

pants.

An invisible wind blew past as the grayish-white fog beneath the door

opened, layer by layer, revealing cities.

There were tall skyscrapers with all kinds of cars parked, frozen with

pedestrians that walked past.

One by one, these cities were covered in grayish-white dust. Many

buildings had collapsed, broken steel bars tearing out of their frames.

Some of the cars had caved in, others had broken down. There were even

some that had been squashed into metallic pancakes. The passers-by

looked lifeless, like wax figures...

Upon seeing this scene, Klein stopped and stared intently.

He knew very well that:

This world was Earth!

At that moment, he completely digested the Scholar of Yore potion.

Suddenly, Klein's consciousness returned to the real world. He realized

that his connection with Sefirah Castle had strengthened.

Amidst the buzzing sounds, the resonance generated by the prayers of the

Tarot Club members grew in intensity.

Previously, he could use them to vaguely sense Sefirah Castle above the

gray fog and see that the Klein at The Fool's seat was trying to

establish some sort of connection with the dark red, warping figure that

was about to take form.

In an instant, he came to a realization. There was no longer a need for

him to chant the incantation or take four steps counterclockwise. With a

mere thought, his Spirit Body could enter Sefirah Castle, becoming one

with that "figure."

This was undoubtedly the best opportunity for him to escape!

He couldn't be bothered to marvel at the fact that this world was Earth.

Believing that Amon definitely didn't know of such a development, Klein

immediately thought of jumping straight towards Sefirah Castle.

At this moment, the corner of his eye reflected the pointy-hatted,

monocled, classic mage-robed Amon curled "His" lips into a smile---one

that spoke of endless joy.

Klein's mind suddenly exploded as all his thoughts were occupied by the

crazy raving from Amon.

"You're right. I didn't want to steal your destiny, bearing the burden

while becoming the new owner of Sefirah Castle..."

"You're right. This was a scam that has been going on since the

beginning...

"However, the core of this scam was to make you think that me giving you

hope and destroying it was to break your will and make you agree to

become my Blessed..."

"If I hadn't specially changed my clothes when I entered the Forsaken

Land of the Gods, as well as my 'accidental' use of 'Error' powers,

would you have been so sure that my true body was already here?

"Could it be possible that the God of Deceit doesn't understand that

changing one's image would expose many problems?

"Did you think that I wouldn't understand what the name 'Chernobyl'

means?

"I've been in the Forsaken Land of the Gods for more than a thousand

years. I've been searching for the oldest traces of history, the ones

that go far beyond the First Epoch."

"The true goal of this journey was to give you some time and give you

some historical knowledge to aid you in digesting the Scholar of Yore

potion, so that you can relax your vigilance in this area. Then, when

your connection with Sefirah Castle deepens and you attempt to trigger

it, I'll seize this opportunity and use a loophole to steal Sefirah

Castle.

"The destiny shall be yours, and Sefirah Castle shall be mine."

Not only did the terrifying ravings from the King of Angels contain the

sounds of Amon's chuckle, but they also wreaked havoc on Klein's mental

state. They were no weaker than Mr. Door's roar.

The surface of Klein's skin began to show signs of protruding Worms of

Spirit as he was brought to the brink of losing control.

In his body, a twelve-segmented Worm of Time burrowed out, transforming

into an Amon phantom wearing a black mage robe and a matching pointy hat

and crystal monocle.

"He" had parasitized Klein at a superficial level, not to monitor his

thoughts, but rather to take control of the situation at the critical

moment through parasitizing him at a deeper level. "He" wanted to seize

this opportunity!

In the beginning, Amon had used a "deeper level" of parasitizing with

one main goal---to parasitize a Worm of Time at a superficial level,

without the saint being able to detect it!

The Amon projection turned back and gave Klein, who was unable to

straighten his thoughts after being disrupted by the ravings, a look. It

revealed a smile that was identical to its true body.

The corners of "His" lips curled up slightly, carrying a look of endless

joy.

"He" turned around and used the invisible connection to leap towards

Sefirah Castle above the gray fog.

This was similar to the situation of "Him" parasitizing Derrick Berg and

trying to use the crimson star that corresponded to The Sun to

infiltrate the world above the gray fog.

But this time, no one was inside Sefirah Castle to purify "Him"---to

close the "door," to stop Amon.

This was a spectacular act.

This was the God of Deceit.