Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 742 Awakening of Antigonus
"No, no, no, she's mine, mine."

With sounds that sounded almost like sobbing, his body began to change. Short, coarse hair began to grow under his skin, and his skin lost the luster that a living person should have, like a dry tree stump. His eyes became larger and more bulging, and his mouth split to his ears, like a rag doll with a terrifying appearance.

During this process, he repeated the name of the Lord over and over again as if in a dream:
"The great and supreme mother tree, the eternal howler, the source of curse, the god of loss of mind."

Above the gray fog, Klein's inspiration suddenly warned him that something bad was brewing and a disaster was spreading towards him.

“It’s hard to see, but it’s dangerous.”

While whispering to himself, Klein threw out a crudely cut paper figure and sank it into the illusory star representing the Hermit Cattleya.

After doing this, he separated some of the spirit insects, and then began to follow his intuition to find the root cause of the problem.

Soon, he fixed his sights on Darrell, who had turned into a monster, and a silver-white lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere in the hotel room.

Amid the crackling sound of electric current, Darrell turned into a terrifying and evil rag doll, and quickly charred and shattered.

"I didn't even notice anything wrong with him when I was above the gray fog. Who intervened?"

As he whispered to himself, the scene he saw above the gray fog suddenly froze. The spirituality of the entire Utopia was changing, as if it had turned into layers of barriers, blocking every person and every secret doll in the city.
Then, the surroundings suddenly boiled, and a sticky black liquid flowed out from the void, continuously spreading in all directions, eroding the void upwards, interfering with the overlap of reality and the spiritual world, and even limiting Klein's vision above the gray fog.

"There are more than one-third of my spiritual insects here. I must take some back, otherwise my condition will deteriorate seriously, or even get out of control."

"Once I leave the gray fog, I will surely be greeted by the blow that Zaratul and the True Creator have already prepared."

While Klein was struggling, the Utopia's spirit insects broke off contact with him one by one. His condition began to deteriorate uncontrollably, and slippery, transparent tentacles stretched out from under his clothes, slapping around randomly.

Klein sighed and reached forward calmly, borrowing spirituality and state from his historical self so that he would not lose control all of a sudden.

He then turned his gaze to the crimson star that represented the Hermit Cattleya, spreading his spirituality and touching the crimson star.

Still in the captain's room of the "Future" on the sea, Cattleya suddenly felt a thick gray fog surge in front of her eyes, and saw a tall figure sitting in the depths of the gray fog, as if looking down at the entire world.

Before she could think or ask, streams of golden water suddenly appeared in the gray fog, condensing into a chaotic and distorted human figure.

The Lamp God exchanged glances with Klein through the gray fog. His figure quickly moved forward, passed the obstruction of the gray fog, and appeared in front of Klein:

"It seems that you are more anxious than I thought. Your condition does not seem to be very good. If you had not borrowed strength from your past self and grafted your condition, you would be out of control now."

"Tell me, what do you want, and what can you give?"

Klein chuckled calmly and said calmly:

"Hehe, I need two wishes. In exchange, I will send you back to the starry sky before the end of the world. How about that?"

"Of course, these two wishes cannot be counted on me and Bernadette at the same time."

While speaking, he blocked some of Cattleya's senses, making her unable to perceive the communication between herself and the genie. She could only see a little blurry light and shadow of her negotiation with the genie.

The Lamp God didn't pay attention to Klein's actions. He waited for him to finish speaking and rejected him without hesitation:

"I refuse. This condition is not equivalent to my two wishes. Now you need my help, and with the coming of the end of the world, I will definitely be able to return to the starry sky."

"But you will have lost the initiative by then. Not only will you not be able to regain the authority and characteristics you lost here, you may even become prey to other old ones."

"And I can promise to send you back to the starry sky before the end of the world. Subject to the restrictions of the wishing lamp, I am now the only person you can cooperate with."

"Helping me means fighting against the former 'Lord of Mysteries', and you won't lose anything."

Klein spoke the words he had thought of long ago one by one. After he finished speaking, he leaned back in the high-backed chair and waited leisurely for the reply from the Lamp God. He was not worried that the other party would refuse. Just as he said, the Lamp God had no other candidates to cooperate with.

After a brief silence, the lamp god sneered and said:

"Unfortunately, with the help of that 'Evangelist', I have already infected a 'Hand of Order'."

Klein was stunned for a moment. He had never expected such an accident. He became a little nervous for a moment. The Lamp God already had the ability to interfere with the outside world, so He had the capital to reject him.

The Lamp God sneered, looked at Klein calmly and seriously, and said, "Oh, are you nervous? Compared to that old creep, you are still too young. But it is precisely because of this that I choose to cooperate with you."

"We swore by the 'essence' we each hold, guaranteeing that the other party will fulfill their promise. Although we can always break the contract at this point, it will also cause damage to the 'essence', which is not worth the loss."

"Okay." Klein Lamphead responded.

Then, under the witness of both parties, they swore an oath with the "source essence" they held and signed the contract.

Exhaling, Klein looked at the genie in front of him and expressed his first wish:
"Restore my condition to its peak."

The lamp spirit said nothing. He stretched out his hand and pulled the void in front of him, then said calmly: "Your wish has come true."

Klein nodded. He felt the abundant spiritual energy in his body and the returning spirit worm.

After feeling his own state, he looked at the genie and expressed his second wish:
"It should be within your ability to create an area in the spirit world that corresponds to my utopia."

“No problem.” The Lamp God chuckled, and one whirlpool after another filled with chaos twisted out of his golden figure.

At the same time, in the spirit world, a colorful town suddenly appeared. Figures like puppets were swaying in the spirit city, seeming real and yet illusory.

"Your wish has come true, don't forget your promise."

"I hope you can escape from the successor of 'God'. He is not a good partner."

The silhouette of the Lamp God turned into a golden stream and shrank back into the gray fog. His words gradually became lower and lower until they disappeared.

"The successor of 'God' should be the 'True Creator'. No wonder I didn't notice the problem with that outsider at the time. His normality was all imaginary."

After letting out a long breath, Klein shook his head and sighed:
"I don't know what kind of traps are waiting for me outside. I hope the emperor and the others can make an effort to help me intercept them for a while, so that I can at least take back the characteristics of Zaratul."

While talking to himself, he had already shattered the black cloak he was wearing into pure energy. The nine specialties of the spiritual world and a glass bottle that he had obtained from the Seven Lights of the Spirit World also spontaneously flew out from the pile of debris, swirled around him, and quickly merged into a complete bottle of Sequence One potion.

The things placed in the transparent glass bottle seem as dark as the sea water at night, as light as air, and rippling with tiny ripples.

Without any hesitation, Klein raised his head and drank the prepared potion.

In the palace hall on the main peak of the Honachis Mountains, Amon's clones, who were busy stealing Antigonus's characteristics and stopping Renekton, paused in unison.

Antigonus, who had fallen into a deep sleep, showed signs of waking up. His instinct to resist became stronger, and his transparent and slippery tentacles slapped the surroundings frantically, smashing Amon's clones into pieces one after another.

All the doors and windows of the palace reflected the bright starlight at the same time, outlining a strange-shaped key that was connected to the illusory and abstract starry world.

Wave after wave of illusory and complex information poured in through the doors and windows, condensing into rays of light without any color, impacting every Amon with great purpose, bursting their heads with a large amount of complex and useless knowledge.

Almost at the same time, a deep and dark sea was revealed in the surroundings. Every drop of water was like a ray of light and shadow, and seemed to represent a point of consciousness, a brand.

Countless minds are intertwined into a maze, intercepting the overwhelming influx of information, dispersing it deep into the heart, and dispersing it into every drop of water in the ocean of collective subconsciousness.

The deep darkness descended silently, covering everything, revealing an indescribable silence and decay.

"Let there be light!"

A familiar voice echoes in the interaction between every mind and its subconscious ocean.

The bright and dazzling sunlight suddenly descended, illuminating every corner around, turning the surroundings into a dark-free kingdom without a trace of darkness, leaving no shadows, and allowing nothing to hide.
The "Goddess of Night" tried to exert influence, but failed due to the interference of the "True Creator".

At this moment, an Amon suddenly grinned, but before his laugh could even be uttered, he fell into a silent sleep.

At the same time, Antigonus, who had fallen into eternal sleep, woke up. Wake up!

The surrounding space and time suddenly distorted, the light became dim, and the area where the palace was located was completely isolated from the outside world, and even information could not be exchanged.

In the hall, the only ones left were Antigonus who had just woken up, a group of Amons dressed in different costumes, and Renekton.

(End of this chapter)