Klein had a deep impression of this King of Angels, Ouroboros.
Just a mural left behind by Him had caused Little Sun and the group from the City of Silver to be trapped inside the river of fate.
Now His true body was here. He was definitely a Sequence 1 Beyonder, already someone who could be considered a King of Angel.
As for Klein, a tiny Sequence 7 Beyonder, there was simply no possibility of escape.
Just as Klein was feeling anxious and despairing, Ouroboros's gaze once again fell on him and examined him for a while.
"There are many disharmonious parts in your fate."
Klein's heart sank with a thud. He felt even more certain that he would not be able to avoid this calamity today.
"You have once seen another Mercury Snake!"
Ouroboros's tone rose slightly, and a bit of emotion appeared in His voice.
Another Mercury Snake? Is He talking about Will?
So it was this Ouroboros, who forced Will to keep hiding in Backlund.
Klein opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.
Mr. A's gaze followed Ouroboros's and sized up Klein. He chuckled and said, "So it's you, a Nighthawk of the Church of Evernight. Shouldn't you be in Backlund?"
Sigh, I was still seen through.
Klein let out a heavy sigh. Since he could no longer avoid this calamity, he stopped pretending.
"Mr. A of the Aurora Order, didn't you also leave Backlund and come to the sea?"
Before Mr. A could speak, Ouroboros said with a cold expression, "So He really is still hiding in Backlund!"
After saying that, He no longer paid attention to Klein. He flapped His wings of light, tore open a gateway to the spirit world, and flew straight away.
Judging by His actions, He was definitely heading to Backlund to search for Will and then devour Him.
Mr. A looked Klein up and down for a while before saying, "You are quite something. You even disturbed Lord Ouroboros."
"This has nothing to do with me."
As Klein spoke, he pulled back to create some distance.
Now that Ouroboros had left, although the Mr. A before him was a Sequence 5 Shepherd, Klein at least had a tiny sliver of opportunity.
Before Ouroboros returned, he had to deal with Mr. A, then seize this ship and leave the deserted island!
Without the slightest hesitation, Klein suddenly made his move.
As he retreated to increase the distance between them, his right hand snapped his fingers, firing air bullets one after another. His left hand pinched several pieces of white paper, turning them into flying knives and shooting them out.
These were some things he had asked Miss Justice to bring along when she made her offerings.
"Do you think that just because Lord Ouroboros isn't here, you can survive against me?"
Mr. A did not care in the slightest. Wild winds surged beneath his feet. With just a few flashes of movement, he avoided Klein's attacks one after another, and his entire body closed in until he was only two meters away from Klein.
"Light!" Klein threw out the remaining Sunfire Charm he had not yet used up.
Blazing light flashed. Mr. A narrowed his eyes for a moment, and Klein aimed an air bullet at Mr. A's heart.
It went very smoothly. The air bullet pierced into Mr. A's chest, and then… nothing happened after that.
Mr. A merely let out a cold laugh. An attack of this level could not cause him any substantial harm.
His figure approached once more. A mental impact struck Klein's spiritual world like a heavy hammer!
Klein gave a muffled groan. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and his gaze became hazy and foolish.
Countless flesh-and-blood tentacles drilled out from beneath the ground. Just as they were about to wrap around his entire body, the small portion of clarity left in his mind used a paper figurine substitute to help him escape this calamity.
Mr. A only glanced at him disdainfully.
"Freeze!" The Beyonder power from a Witch instantly froze the space around Klein. His legs were also covered with a thick layer of ice.
Mr. A then stirred up a merciless gale strong enough to cut open flesh. It gathered from all directions, intending to tear the immobilized Klein into pieces.
Klein quickly took out a Fate Charm that Will had given him before his departure. Will had said it could change his fate at a critical moment.
With extreme speed and calmness, he recited in ancient Hermes, "Fate!"
As the Fate Charm emitted a bright glow, an illusory snake appeared in midair, and fate began to restart.
Klein, who had originally fallen into a desperate situation, escaped danger and returned to the point in time before his body had been frozen. He swiftly threw a cigarette case in Mr. A's direction, then snapped his fingers, passing through the flames of a bonfire ten meters away and completely widening the distance between himself and Mr. A.
He couldn't win. There was no chance at all.
Klein panted heavily, cold sweat trickling down his temples. In just a few exchanges, he had already walked through the gates of hell several times.
The combat strength of a Sequence 5 Shepherd was truly terrifying. With various Beyonder abilities, combined with the Rose Bishop's control over flesh and blood, Klein's attacks simply could not truly harm Mr. A.
Unless Mr. A went mad, lost control, and killed himself.
Under normal circumstances, that would naturally be impossible. But if there was an external trigger, there might still be a slight chance, because the people of the Aurora Order were already very insane, walking on the edge of losing control at any time.
Sure enough, the corruption inside the cigarette case caused Mr. A to let out a painful sound. His body began to swell, and black, viscous liquid flowed out from his ears and eyes.
"Heh, not bad. But do you think you can kill me with just this? Aren't you being too naive?"
Mr. A personally cut off the portion of flesh that had been corrupted by the eye inside the cigarette case. His gloomy tone made Klein's heart sink.
He no longer had anything in his hands that could threaten Mr. A.
The gap between a Sequence 7 Magician and a Sequence 5 Shepherd was simply too great. The fact that he had lasted until now was already quite difficult.
But he would not stay behind and wait for death. He moved his feet and ran toward the center of the island.
Although that place had just been flattened by Ouroboros, perhaps there might still be something there that could change his fate of death.
At that moment, the surroundings abruptly fell silent. Space began to stagnate, and time seemed to have been pressed to pause.
The expression of shock and panic on Klein's face gradually expanded.
When he felt his senses return and regained control over his body, a tall figure had appeared in midair before him at some unknown time.
He was barefoot, with handsome features. His eyes were like an abyss, capable of mercilessly swallowing a person's gaze. The corners of His mouth were slightly raised, as if He had encountered something amusing.
Klein's breathing quickened, and his heart had gone completely cold.
A single Mr. A was already enough to beat him down, and now another terrifying enemy had appeared. This left him with no thought of continuing to flee.
One hope after another, followed by despair after despair. It truly matched the words Will had given him before his departure: "This will be a bumpy and rugged journey."
Mr. A, who had originally looked fierce and murderous, now lowered his brows and looked obedient. He was gazing at this mysterious newcomer with worship in his eyes.
Could this be another angel? Klein's heart was full of bitterness.
How long had it been?
At Bansy Harbor, he had encountered the descent of the Lord of Storms. Now, he had encountered two angels in succession. Such a fate was far more than just bumpy and rugged.
As expected, he should have stayed in Backlund all along and never gone out casually.
Hastur looked at Klein, whose face was practically covered with the words "despair," and slowly spoke.
"Traveler stranded on a deserted island, your experiences are truly wonderful."
"…"
In response, Klein could only replace an answer with silence.
"Lord, he is a member of the Nighthawks of the Church of Evernight. For some reason, he drifted from Backlund to this island," Mr. A introduced briefly from the side.
Lord?
A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through Klein's mind, followed by a thunderous roar that made all the hairs on his body stand on end. He stood stiffly in place.
The only existence that Mr. A of the Aurora Order would address as Lord was that one, the True Creator!
This mysterious newcomer before him was actually the evil god known as the True Creator!
No wonder the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros, and Mr. A were both on this ship.
He had broken into the Aurora Order's home base!
Klein's mouth went dry, and for a moment, he could not say a single word.
His already despairing mood now completely fell into a bottomless abyss. But the death he was waiting for did not arrive as expected. Instead, he heard a sentence.
"Take him with us."
"I shall respectfully obey the Lord's will."
"??"
Klein's mind was filled with question marks. The other party had let him go so easily?
"A gift from fate will need to be repaid in the future."
After leaving behind those final words, the mysterious person who seemed to be the True Creator departed.
A gift from fate?
Klein's heart sank. Were those words meant for him?
Or were they meant for his future self?
He always felt that when the other party looked at him, it was as if He was seeing through the current him and looking at another version of him that had yet to appear.
Although he did not understand, being able to leave this uninhabited deserted island was still a good thing.
"The Lord's grace will not come a second time."
Mr. A's voice was cold and stern. With a stiff expression, he urged Klein onto the ship and set rules for him. Before leaving the ship, Klein could only stay in the stern area. He was not allowed to step into any other place.
Klein had no objections to this. He was still thinking about the words spoken by that mysterious person just now.
From the moment He first saw Klein, it was as if He had seen through Klein's origins and future fate.
That feeling was like being stripped completely naked and lying on a bed, allowing someone to look down from above and examine him. Not even a single hair could be hidden.
Klein shook his head, throwing away those thoughts, and instead began to worry about Will's situation.
The strength of the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros, was definitely terrifying. He did not know whether Will would be able to avoid this calamity.