Chapter 838: Scene from the Historical Void

The figure sitting diagonally behind the statue was an elder in a black

robe. He wore a hood and his head was bowed with his eyes closed. By his

mouth was a thick, long, and white beard. It was as though he hadn't had

it trimmed for years, preventing anyone from telling what he originally

looked like.

And in Klein's eyes, this hoary elder was even more bizarre than the

figures hanging in midair.

After his Spirit Body Threads extended out from his body, it didn't

drift up to the spot which seemed to hide "magnets." Instead, they

coiled around his body and back on themselves, making the source and

destination one and the same!

Ordinary Spirit Body Threads stemmed from inside a Spirit Body, extended

outwards in different directions into infinity. As for the figures that

hung from above, the sources of their Spirit Body Threads was no

different. The destination which they extended out to was gathered at

the top of the cathedral; thus, it was obvious that there was something

wrong about it.

*This is the reason why he hasn't been hung up? Or should I say, this is

how he avoids the danger inside the cathedral?* As Klein

controlled his Spirit Body Threads to resist the continuous upward

drift, he silently muttered and guessed at the reason.

Suddenly, he saw a pair of eyes---a pair of pitch-black eyes that looked

like an unlit water surface.

The elder sitting behind the statue opened his eyes.

He was still alive!

Klein subconsciously took a step back as he bent his back slightly,

holding out his left palm in front of him.

Amidst indescribable silence and anxiety, he saw the hoary elder's eyes

move slightly, open his mouth slightly, and speak in a muffled manner:

"Finally, another Seer has come here..."

*Another? Beyonders from the Seer pathway have entered this cathedral?

That's right, apart from Eraser angel's erasing of people, sending them

to this foggy town, and those who vanished in the night at the battle of

god ruins would also appear here, amongst them, there might be a few

Seer pathway Beyonders who attempted to seek out mermaids in those

waters, or had successfully advanced and were looking to

leave...* Seeing that the other party had no intention of

immediately attacking him and had the intention to converse with him, he

forcefully composed himself and said after some thought, "Why do you say

that?"

The hooded elder with black eyes and white beard didn't immediately

reply as he asked with a muffled voice, "Do you wish to escape?

"I can tell you how."

Klein wasn't moved as he immediately asked, "Then why are you still

here?"

Since the method to escaping this foggy town was known, why would one

stay inside such a dangerous cathedral?

The elder drooped his head and chuckled in a throaty manner.

"It's because I've died long ago."

"..."

The hair on Klein's back stood on end as he broke out into a cold sweat.

He was speechless.

He could tell that the elder wasn't an existence in the form of a soul!

Seeing no response, the elder slowly lifted his head and swept his

glance at Klein in his Gehrman Sparrow appearance.

"I've used special Beyonder powers to seek out the void in this world's

history and fate. I sliced off a portion of my projection and left it

here. It has been maintained to this day. As for my body and my spirit,

they have long died and dissipated.

This is such a fascinating power... Klein was unable to verify

the claim, so all he could do was ask, "Then why are you giving guidance

on how to escape to Seers who enter?"

The elder's voice remained muffled.

"After you open the door, the history and fate in here will experience a

change. The projection I sliced will also vanish, and when the time

comes, you will see an urn of ashes.

"I only wish that they could be scattered in the Srenzo River near

Intis's capital, Trier. That is my hometown, the place where I was

born."

"Do you know the place I'm referring to? I've no idea how much time has

passed in the real world."

He's been imprisoned for at least a century? Klein frankly

replied, "They still exist."

"Excellent," the elder said with a nod, his throat apparently filled

with phlegm.

Although Klein didn't fully trust the person before him. He believed

that knowing more made it beneficial for him to make a judgment. Hence,

he decided not to waste any time, for fear of being interrupted again.

"Then, how should I escape?"

The elder remained sitting in his spot and said without any obvious

movement, "See that wall behind the statue?

"Do you see an inset?"

Klein actually didn't wish to follow his instructions. After all, he had

been led by Panatiya to do so, resulting in him seeing her incomplete

Mythical Creature form and, hence, suffered from shock and damage.

However, he had previously planned on surveying the surroundings in

search of clues. Therefore, he ultimately carefully shifted his gaze to

look at the wall behind the statue.

Engraved on it were short and ancient symbols, but there was an empty

spot in the middle, preventing it from being connected as one.

The blank area was the size of two palms and was obviously indented. It

was as though someone had dug away a brick on its surface.

"As long as you find the corresponding obsidian rock and insert it, this

wall will tentatively be released from a concealed and secret state. It

will showcase illusory colors. When the time comes, I'll tell you of a

complicated special symbol. It will be the key to opening the door on

the wall, allowing you to escape." The elder didn't turn his head as he

looked straight ahead and spoke in detail.

A complicated special symbol... A key to opening the door...

Klein listened to the ravings of "Hornacis... Flegrea..." resound with

the wind behind him as a symbol suddenly came to mind.

It was the vertical eye formed from many secret symbols!

It was the information that the Antigonus family's notebook had passed

to him by corrupting the Misfortune Cloth Puppet!

And the Antigonus family appeared to have a deep connection with the

Nation of the Evernight on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range!

Could this be the so-called key? Klein retracted his gaze in a

calm manner as he asked, "Why did all the Seers from before fail?"

The elder chuckled and said, "Some of them are as naggy as you are,

failing to leave this cathedral before the crimson moon turned clear.

They ended up being hung up. It's the case for that fellow who gave

himself a handsome face. Likewise for the lady with flawless features."

"..." Klein was nearly rendered speechless by the elder's jibe.

However, he also learned something. The danger inside the cathedral

would greatly increase once the crimson moon turned clear. Even

Marionettists were unable to control their Spirit Body Threads!

*I'll have to constantly take note of the changes in light. Once the

crimson moon turns clear, I'll pass through the wall...* Klein

looked around him and confirmed that the wall closest to the pitch-black

altar was six to seven meters away. Then, he quickly came up with an

emergency plan.

The hooded elder didn't look at him as he continued, "The rest weren't

very lucky. They encountered enemies that had lost their reasoning and

only wanted them for food. They were then devoured.

"You have to know that there aren't many Beyonders from the Seer pathway

to begin with. The ones that can become Marionettists are even fewer.

The number that can come in here due to various reasons are only a

handful.

"Of course, there are a lot more that were attracted and enticed in

here, but it was difficult for them to come all the way here as they..."

He didn't finish his sentence as he slowly looked up and glanced at the

top of the ancient cathedral. He then said with a muffled voice, "Their

outcomes were equally tragic."

*What do you mean... If I didn't attempt to steal the notebook, I would

have to rely on the ravings from these hanging corpses inside this

cathedral and climb up the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range to

seek out the Antigonus family's treasure. Will I be considered as one of

those that got attracted or enticed? It's difficult to come in here, and

the outcome would be equally tragic?* Klein's mind stirred as he

began suspecting that the so-called treasure of the Antigonus family was

nothing but a trap based on the dilapidated palace and translucent worms

he had previously seen from his divinations.

He didn't bother asking in more detail as he tried to sound out more

important information.

"Do you know where that obsidian rock is?"

The elder chuckled.

"It's in the hands of that Demoness of Despair."

*Demoness of Despair. So Panatiya really is a Demoness of

Despair...* Klein had previously addressed Panatiya inwardly as

such, but that was because he knew that she was called Lady Despair, as

well as him being certain that she was a Demoness. Hence, he had

simplified the two tidbits of information and given her such a nickname.

He never expected that the Sequence 4 of the Demoness pathway was

Demoness of Despair.

"That will be very difficult for me to obtain that obsidian rock. She's

a true demigod." Klein didn't conceal the difficult position he was

placed in as he waited to see if the elder had any suggestions.

The elder shook his head and said, "I'm a person who is long dead.

There's very little help I can provide.

"Hmm... Didn't you have a marionette when you came in?"

"Yes, but it has already been eaten by the Demoness of Despair," Klein

replied in a seemingly calm manner.

The elder sighed and chuckled.

"I can help you summon him from the history of this world."

Just as he said that, Klein saw lines quickly outline themselves beside

him, drawing out Admiral of Blood Senor in his triangular hat and dark

red coat. Furthermore, the Spirit Body Threads were still under his

control!

Klein's pupils immediately constricted as he heard the hooded elder add,

"It can only be maintained for thirty minutes. Make good use of the

time.

"I'll help you strengthen some of the connections, enhancing your

control of the marionette. This way, you can let the marionette use your

Beyonder powers, and also allow you to swap locations with him

instantaneously. Heh heh, the controllable distance and traits of him

looking alive will also be boosted."

*Allow my marionette to use my Beyonder powers? Doesn't this mean that I

can use the powers of a Faceless to make my marionette turn into another

me? A perfect body double? This is a demigod of the Seer pathway? This

is one of the powers of a Bizarro Sorcerer? The enemy never knows if the

one killed is the real Bizarro Sorcerer? Also, summoning a marionette

from history. This is completely inconceivable...* Thoughts

surfaced in Klein's mind as he could hardly compose himself.

The elder looked up and glanced at him before continuing, "Give me a

paper figurine."

Klein frowned slightly and hesitated for a few seconds before taking out

a paper figurine and handing it over.

The elder reached out his wrinkled hand and took the paper figurine

before swiping across it casually.

Klein's headache, fever, and enlarged tonsils suddenly disappeared!

The paper figurine was tainted with spots of red rust as it quickly

cracked after becoming brittle.

Using my paper figurine to transfer my ailment? Klein thought

and finally asked, "Sorry for my breach of etiquette. How may I address

you?"

The elder didn't immediately reply as he said with a sigh, "I can only

provide you a little help."

He paused as he gave a muffled laugh.

"You can call me, hmm...

"Zaratul."