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Seeing that the White Bone Messenger was still wary and vigilant of him, Klein shook his head helplessly, then said, "I have already found my own Messenger, so there's no need for Mr. Azik to give his Messenger to me."
Upon hearing this, the tall White Bone Messenger seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as it took a step forward, bent its body, and extended its broad palm towards him.
Klein casually picked up the folded letter on the table and handed it into the White Bone Messenger's palm.
After receiving the letter, the White Bone Messenger, uncharacteristically, nodded slightly at Klein, then its body rapidly disintegrated, turning into individual bones that fell to the ground and entered the Spirit World.
Klein watched the White Bone Messenger leave and then self-mockingly muttered, "He really was afraid of being given to me by Mr. Azik."
Creak!
The door behind him was suddenly pushed open. Just as Klein turned his head, he saw Bugs Bunny turn and close the door.
Outside the door was Danitz, who had only managed to step in halfway. Seeing the door forcefully shut, he quickly pulled out his right foot to avoid getting caught and injured by the door. He had a very clear understanding of Bugs Bunny's strength.
"This dog-shit rabbit!" Danitz, who was shut outside the door, grumbled angrily twice, then resignedly turned and returned to lie down on the armchair by the fireplace, covering his ears tightly with both hands to resist the noise.
Not far from him, the golden Book Messenger was engrossed in singing praises to the God of Knowledge, its voice thin and hoarse.
Inside the room, Klein silently watched Bugs Bunny's series of actions. Only when it approached did he softly ask, "What's wrong?"
"I just picked this up."
Saying this, Bugs Bunny displayed the palm-sized, grayish-white scale, which it had been covering with its paw, to Klein.
"Ankewelt's scale… Are you sure you 'picked' this up?" Klein's expression was strange for a moment. Maintaining his current persona, he asked calmly, "Where did you pick it up?"
"Uh, right on the sofa outside. I just informed the boss's Prophet Clone, and then this scale suddenly hit my head."
Bugs Bunny pointed to its left forehead and said.
Klein nodded slightly and fell into contemplation. Is this a hint from the God of Knowledge? Does He want me to seek help from the former Dragon of Imagination? Is the development of events all within His plan? Or is He just going with the flow?
Frowning in thought for a moment, Klein refocused his thoughts and looked at Bugs Bunny, asking, "How long until he gets here?"
"The Clone boss said he's outside the safe passage of the Berserk Sea, so it'll take some time for him to get here. But he can locate the boss on the Gray Fog with your help using a secret technique."
"Uh, where is the Gray Fog?"
Bugs Bunny grumbled, looking as if this Clone boss was very unreliable, then raised its hand and handed the grayish-white scale it was holding to Klein.
After Klein took it, he carefully examined the scale, confirming that it was the same one he had used for divination on the Gray Fog before.
He nodded with a solemn expression and looked at Bugs Bunny, saying, "Do you know how to contact Queen Mystic? If we get more people, the probability of success will be higher. The Demoness Sect must have already prepared, just waiting for us to go there."
"I'll go now!"
Bugs Bunny's eyes lit up, and it immediately nodded. As it spoke, it had already turned and was hopping quickly towards the door.
Klein casually tossed the grayish-white scale in his hand. He quickly found the ritual materials in the room and set up a Wall of Spirituality around the surrounding walls.
Then, by sacrificing to himself and responding to himself, he sent this grayish-white scale to the Gray Fog.
After doing all this, he immediately stood up, walked four steps counter-clockwise, and chanted aloud.
On the Gray Fog, Klein leaned back in the high-backed chair, gazing at the dim crimson star representing Leyton, silent for a moment.
At this time, if I use the connection established through the crimson star to pull Al to this Gray Fog, will it be his main consciousness or a clone? Or will it simply fail?
After a moment's thought, he tried to extend his spirituality to touch the crimson star representing Leyton.
The crimson light point slightly expanded and contracted, but no ripple-like light spread out, nor did he get any response. As expected, it failed.
He extended his spirituality to envelop himself, preparing to have Bugs Bunny contact Al's clone and have him actively chant his honorific name.
Just as he made a move, within the boundless Gray Fog, a new crimson star suddenly lit up. It continuously expanded and contracted, often sending out circles of ripples.
A calm male voice echoed in layers across the Gray Fog: "The Fool who does not belong to this era, the Mysterious Ruler above the Gray Fog, the King of Yellow and Black Who Holds Good Luck."
"He's finally starting to pray. At least it's you who's in trouble, so why do I feel like you're less anxious than me?"
Klein sighed audibly, instinctively believing this was Al's clone.
He immediately raised his right hand, extended his spirituality outwards, and quickly touched this newly appeared crimson star.
A crimson light rose within the grand and ancient palace, and a familiar figure appeared on the seat belonging to the Tower.
He wore brass-colored spectacles on his nose, a faint smile on his lips, and casually surveyed his surroundings, seemingly in a good mood.
Watching the other party's calm demeanor, Klein felt his previously anxious emotions instantly vanish. He leaned back against the chair, saying leisurely, "You don't seem to be in a hurry."
The Prophet Clone shrugged helplessly and said, "I am only a Sequence 4 Prophet. With the Demoness Sect clearly prepared, there's very little I can do."
"Besides, their target is the Conqueror Characteristic that was stolen. The main body definitely won't be killed directly. Even if he accidentally dies, don't I, this clone, still exist?"
"Why do I feel like you're actually looking forward to something happening to your main body?" Klein silently mused to himself, then changed the subject, saying, "How should I address you? It's a bit easy to get confused."
"Just call me 'Prophet,'" the clone replied with a light chuckle.
Klein nodded slightly, then took out the grayish-white scale from Ankewelt.
The grayish-white scale floated silently on Klein's palm, inscribed with mysterious and three-dimensional patterns, like incomplete, strange symbols.
These symbols tried to extend outwards, to establish some connection with the spiritual world formed by the convergence of living beings' consciousness, yet they were always unable to break through the shackles of this Gray Fog.
The Prophet Clone was stunned when he saw this scale appear in Klein's hand. His mind constantly diverged, and a guess quickly formed: "The God of Knowledge wants to take this opportunity to pull Ankewelt into this mess, making Him choose a faction..."
"And with your support, He will most likely be able to recover the part sealed in Liveseyd. Plus, with Quill of Alzuhod, He will begin to contend with Adam for the position of Visionary."
"Conspiracy… No, open conspiracy. This is out in the open, it just depends on how Ankewelt chooses and whether he can withstand the temptation of Sequence 0… The wisest dragon… What a deep-minded God, using both His Blessed and His former superiors without any hesitation."
Klein leaned back against the chair, pondering expressionlessly for a moment, then said, "First, locate your main body, and then try to contact Ankewelt."
"Alright, this will require your help, and this."
The Prophet Clone nodded lightly and casually pointed to the peculiar crown, stained with blood and rust, placed on the mottled long table.
Klein only hesitated slightly before understanding the other party's meaning. He then extended his left hand to pick up the peculiar crown and began to infuse it with spirituality.
With the help of this Gray Fog, he easily used the "Mind Communication" ability belonging to a War Bishop, and a flame-like crimson instantly appeared in his eyes.
The Prophet Clone felt a connection with the Gray Fog the moment he saw the crimson light flicker in Klein's eyes.
"My Beyonder characteristic seems to have been directly elevated to the Angel level, but it's only the characteristic, without actual power… The Prophet's ability has been greatly enhanced. Is it because Sefirah Castle already has authority in this area, so it gave me a certain boost?"
As he pondered, the Prophet Clone's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, appearing wise and indifferent.
Relying on the boost Klein provided through "Mind Communication," he began to search for his main body by following the connection between himself and his main body.
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