In an instant, the darkness around the gray and white building was pierced by bright light, revealing its true appearance.

This is a deep valley that cannot be seen above, and endless light fills every corner here.

Thus, the world has light.

The screen then flashed and jumped into the next scene:

A drop of golden blood blooming with light and heat dripped down and landed on the silver cross.

Going up along the blood, there seemed to be a figure made of pure light. His face, which could not be seen clearly, was facing upwards, overflowing with substantial pain and distortion.

He cast his gaze over, above the gray mist, onto Klein sitting on the "The Fool" high-back chair, and the deep voice sounded again: "Mystery..."

Suddenly, Klein's thoughts exploded without warning.

The boundless gray mist boiled up, and the ancient and majestic palaces were burning everywhere.

The blazing flames condensed into a group, as if a bright white sun had risen in this mysterious space.

The whistling hurricane overturned the mottled long table, broke the thick stone pillars, and caused half of the palace to collapse.

Klein's head, who was sitting in the position of "The Fool", boiled first, and then a lot of holes were blown out, and scorched worms crawled out of the fractured surface one after another.

He didn't die, he even stretched out his right palm very calmly, and tapped the armrest of the high-back chair lightly.

The mysterious space above the gray fog vibrated visibly, and power poured out layer by layer, smoothing the hurricane, extinguishing the flames, and causing the blazing sun to quickly dissipate inch by inch.

The thick stone pillars stood up again, the mottled long table returned to its original state, and the magnificent and sacred palace seemed to have never collapsed or been damaged.

Klein's head recovered in an instant, and the worms that came out faded from scorched black, became transparent, and crawled back again.

"It's indeed stronger than the 'Dragon of Imagination' Angleweed..." Klein muttered to himself, his expression twisted uncontrollably, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "It hurts... this pain It's also obviously stronger..."

While whispering, he tapped the edge of the mottled long table, causing the mysterious space above the gray mist to vibrate again.

Amidst the shock, a dark and dense shadow suddenly appeared on the ground of the palace.

The shadow twisted, struggled, and was finally swept away by the power of the gray mist, leaving nothing behind.

It took several tens of seconds before Klein really calmed down, recalling the scene he saw just now: "That person should be the ancient sun god, the creator of the Silver City, the father of Amon and Adam...

"Judging from the cross ornaments He wears and the phrase 'Let there be light', there is a high probability that He is really the first time traveler, perhaps a European and American person, and probably has a church background...

"He uses a language that can mobilize natural power. It is similar to Giant's language, but it is different, and it does not belong to Elvish language, dragon language, ancient Hermes language... Well, it is similar to the ancient Fusac language of the northern continent. There are similarities between the Chinese language and the Dutan language of the Southern Continent, so that even though I haven't mastered this language, I can barely understand what he is saying... Is this the language he mastered in that strange gray building?

"He crossed there,

Inherited a rich inheritance?

"The second scene is the scene before He was betrayed and eaten by the three angel kings of pure white, wisdom, and wind?

"For a god who claims to be the creator, the substantial pain and distortion probably only appear in this state...

"Well, the divine blood dripped before His fall fused with the silver cross, changing the shape of the latter, making it a sealed item of high level.

"From this point of view, this 'Darknessless Cross' was either taken by one of the three angel kings of pure white, wisdom, and wind, or it fell into the hands of Amon or Adam. An important relic of my father.

"The possibility of the previous one is not too high. The positive and negative effects of this cross are very useful, and its origin is a secret that must be covered up. No one would give it to the Augustus family... So it seems that it was really arranged by Adam? JrNovels.com