Whether it was Amon's sudden appearance or the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" projecting some of his power, Klein felt a headache and instinctively wanted to escape reality and return to Sefirah Castle.
Anyway, he still had one last chance to revive, and besides, he could unleash his greatest power on Sefirah Castle, even if it felt a little unfair to the Sun.
As his thoughts drifted, he saw Amon suddenly adjust the monocle on his right eye.
That crystal monocle suddenly became dim and ethereal, as if countless colors were mixed within it, difficult to describe precisely.
Before Amon, a phantom, terrifying, slightly rippling deep "ocean" emerged.
The familiar aura immediately made Klein recall the terrifying corruption he encountered when he opened the Giant King's Court.
Is this aura, or corruption, from the Chaos Sea? Amon wants the first blasphemy slate, so is the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" here for that too?
What about the "Eternal Blazing Sun" and the "Lord of Storms"? Are they being held back by the True Creator, and only the most intelligent one managed to escape and rush over in advance?
"Your thoughts are truly interesting, but perhaps there are no more 'Sun' and 'Storm' in the outside world. The battle in the Astral World is far more intense than this minor skirmish here."
Amon's voice rang out at the opportune moment. He looked at Klein with a playful expression, seemingly wondering why this timid Seer hadn't fled the moment he saw him.
Klein's expression froze on his face again, unsure what kind of expression to make in response to the information Amon had thrown out.
No, he could also be deceiving me. The "God of Pranks" can do anything; he even deceives himself.
As the thought flashed through his mind, he saw the blasphemy slate break through the brass glow's blockade and land in front of Amon.
Amon immediately reached out and grabbed the blasphemy slate, then looked at Klein.
Noticing Amon's gaze, Klein's heart skipped half a beat. His thoughts kept getting lost, and he could only stand there blankly, not knowing what to do.
Before Amon could make his next move, more and more brass-colored glimmering light surged into the palace, forming an ornate and illusory grand Door that overlapped with the palace's main entrance.
With a creaking sound, an old man wearing a hood, revealing his mouth, wrinkles, and white beard, walked out from the other side of the Door.
He held an open book in his hand, above which floated an Omniscient Eye.
Amon chuckled, and his figure, clad in a classical black robe, immediately blurred and passed directly through the Door, disappearing from sight.
Klein looked at Amon, who had decisively fled, and a sense of unreality crossed his mind. It truly is a turn of the tables; even Amon has times when he's chased away.
Collecting his thoughts, Klein realized that the old man who emerged from the Door did not pursue Amon, but remained in place, quietly glancing at him.
As if discerning Klein's confusion, he spoke gently:
"This is merely a projection and does not possess much power. It was only used to deceive Amon, allowing him to bypass you and leave this place directly."
"Cheek and Farbauti are still obstructing me in the Sea of Ruins outside. Although they cannot affect me, I also cannot break through their blockade and descend with too much power."
Klein paused, unable to help but sigh inwardly, "Deceiving Amon, truly worthy of a God known for knowledge and wisdom; his actions are indeed different."
Klein opened his mouth, preparing to ask something, but saw the old man's figure in front of him rapidly fading away.
"This place is temporarily safe. Until it is uncertain whether I will truly descend, Amon will not return. He is keen on adventure, but equally cautious."
As the words fell, the old man's figure and the double Door behind him completely vanished.
The next second, all shadows dissipated, and an orange-Red Light illuminated the palace where the Giant King once resided.
Before the iron-black throne, Colin Iliad and Derrick, bathed in the twilight glow, simultaneously rose from the ground, looking somewhat lost towards the Door that had opened due to the projection of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," gazing at the orange-Red Light that streamed in—a light the City of Silver had never seen before.
"This is the pursuit of generations of people in the City of Silver. It is no longer a vague story, but our salvation."
Colin Iliad sighed, then turned his head to look at the pool of dark liquid with only fragmented leather armor remaining—that was Lovia's remnant. Facing an evil spirit of the Dark Angel of the same Pathway, the suppression in Beyonder characteristic caused her to collapse and die in an instant, leaving only her spirit remaining.
In the process of helping Klein, Derrick, and others resolve the Dark Angel evil spirit, she exhausted her remaining spirit and completely vanished from this world.
Colin Iliad lowered his eyes, his tone unconsciously deepening:
"Compared to the elders of the past, it is a kind of fortune for Lovia to die here."
"After returning this time, you will take her place and become a new member of the Council of Six, responsible for exploring the navigation routes to the outside world."
"Yes, chief!" Derrick nodded vigorously in response.
The news of becoming an elder of the Council of Six did not make him happy; he only felt his shoulders grow heavier, with more responsibilities, but this was also something he had always wanted to do and had been doing.
After his conversation with Derrick, Colin Iliad turned his gaze to Klein and nodded slightly:
"From today onwards, everyone in the City of Silver is free to convert to Mr. Fool."
He paused, then continued:
"As repayment for your help in exploring the Giant King's Court, I will tell you a secret, a secret concerning the gods of your outside world."
"We in the City of Silver possess two divine Sealed Artifacts, one of which is called 'Grace of the Earth'."
"It is because of its existence that black-faced grass can grow around the City of Silver, allowing us to survive in the darkness. One of its negative effects you may have already guessed is the curse of kin-slaying."
Derrick's pupils dilated slightly, somewhat incredulous. He recalled his parents, whom he had killed with his own hands, and complex emotions surged in his heart.
"Perhaps this is the price of 'fertility'."
"This Sealed Artifact came from the former Giant Queen Omebella; it evolved from her corpse…"
In the Sea of Ruins on the outskirts of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, the illusory tower, made of countless stacked books, abruptly vanished, as if it had never appeared.
On the dark, deep, mirror-like sea surface, tentacles with eyes at their tips lingered for a moment, then retracted into the Mirror World, and the dark seawater quickly returned to normal.
The black mist surging in the sky, seemingly condensed from various extreme emotions and desires, also rapidly surged and disappeared.
On the calm sea surface, many islands made of grey-white boulders appeared. They were chaotically distributed on the sea, some growing eyes, human female limbs, and some constantly oozing dark, sticky, evil liquid...
In the sky, the balance of night and day was broken, turning into a black and white checkerboard, half dark and half blazing white.
In the illusory world constructed from countless pieces of information, Leyton appeared silently, integrating himself into it.
He transformed into a constantly flowing, abstract "Light" shimmering with countless recognizable and unrecognizable brilliant colors, as if in a state between liquid and gas, continuously dissipating and flowing.
Like a collection of abstract concepts and knowledge!
Countless complex and pure pieces of knowledge separated from it, integrating into the information world he had established.
In dimensions difficult to observe with the naked eye, countless pieces of information intertwined, forming an indescribable storm, like a wildly growing jungle, continuously spreading and expanding.
Leyton, who was already fully immersed in the world of information, with his spirit integrating into reality and the entire world through the interaction of information, gradually felt a slight disharmony, unnaturalness, and abnormality.
This came from a world purely constructed of information!
This shouldn't exist, but as the number of people using the World Tree increased, and as interactions between people, and between people and the world, deepened, this information world had left a sufficiently profound imprint, becoming a part of the world.
Feeling an incomprehensible contradiction, Leyton, whose spirit was integrated into information and rules, extracted a small portion, gradually regaining a bit of self-awareness, no longer losing himself.
During the process of his spirit integrating into the world, the divinity belonging to the Knowledge Moor, the mad self and spirit belonging to the Hidden Sage, and the mental corruption generated by the interaction of information with the God of Steam and Machinery all diminished considerably.
These wills, which were part of Leyton's spirit, were lost in the process of transforming into all things, returning to the world, returning to all things, which allowed Leyton's self to once again take the upper hand.
After consolidating his state, Leyton focused his attention on the information world that had already become part of the real world.
"Since it's called the World Tree, it should look the part."
He murmured, and under the influence of his will, the constantly interacting, wildly growing information began to settle. The abstract information transformed into substantial "Light" of brilliant colors, continuously growing out slightly ethereal "tentacles."
A portion of the "tentacles" rooted themselves in the Spirit World, becoming part of its many strange phenomena, constantly interacting with the Spirit World through information.
Another portion of the "tentacles" continuously extended upwards, reaching the illusory and abstract Astral World, and stretching into the Land of Perfection, which had lost its owner.
Like a giant tree rooted in the Spirit World, with its branches extending into the Astral World.
Using the World Tree's canopy, Leyton directly entered the Land of Perfection.
Unlike the God of Knowledge and Wisdom's divine kingdom, this was a kingdom constructed from countless mechanical creations. Steam was rising everywhere, and the sounds of gears and clockwork turning filled the ears, as if carrying a peculiar melody, converging into a magnificent poem.