This is the Secret Puppet that Klein lost before, "The Winner" Enuni.

Facing Klein's eyes that could no longer move, Enyuni smiled and said, "Don't throw the marionette around, you will be tracked."

While speaking, he stood up slowly, took out a monocle made of crystal from his clothes pocket, and slowly put it on his right eye.

(End of Part Five)

Backlund Bridge area, inside a hotel.

Apart from his own thoughts, Klein has no control over the rest, even his eyes are hard to move.

He knew very well that this should be a deep-seated "parasitism".

In this state, he could only look forward with fear and despair, and looked at the "Enyuni" who put on the monocle and changed his appearance into Amon's original appearance with a smile, and strode counterclockwise. He took a step, opened his mouth, and said in a low voice in Chinese, "Fushengxuanhuangxianzun."

...Did He steal my idea just now, or my Chinese ability...it should be the former, or else he would not be able to master this ceremony... Klein could not enlarge his pupils, and his heart felt unprecedentedly anxious.

Amon, who was wearing a monocle, seemed to sense his emotions, glanced at him sideways, smiled, took another step counterclockwise, and whispered in Chinese: "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."

Then, the "blasphemer" performed the ritual very skillfully. Every step he took and every mantra he uttered made Klein's heart sink deeper and deeper in the dark swamp. Less than a shred of dawn.

"...Fushengxuanhuang Tianzun."

When Amon took the last step and uttered the last incantation, a boundless gray mist suddenly appeared in front of Klein's eyes, and layers of prayers sounded in his ears.

Without listening carefully, he was inspired and understood what this meant:

After being promoted to "Ancient Scholar", he gained preliminary control over "Origin Castle". No matter who has mastered the correct rituals and corresponding incantations, if he wants to enter above the gray mist, he must obtain his permission!

reject him! Klein was overjoyed immediately, and a clear thought came to him.

But as soon as he had such an idea, he forgot it and stood there like a statue carved out of stone.

His intention to refuse was stolen by Amon.

"..." Klein felt despair again, but the gray mist in front of his eyes and the voice of prayer in his ears did not disappear.

...Klein was startled for a moment, and immediately realized what was going on:

I see! Amon can only enter there if I personally go above the gray mist, manipulate "Origin Castle" and give permission! There is no default option for this!

This thought was like a straw, and Klein grabbed it without hesitation, lest he sink silently and coldly into the water without anyone knowing.

Although he still doesn't know how to use this matter, his intuition tells him that the only hope and small possibility may be hidden in it.

At this time, Amon stopped trying and turned his attention to Klein.

Obviously, he failed to enter "Origin Castle".

This "Angel of Time" straightened the monocle on his right eye, and smiled without any change in expression: "Dear Mister Fool, your idea of ??saving yourself is very interesting."

Amon used the standard Loen language, but every word seemed to be able to mobilize the power of nature, creating round after round of "explosions" in Klein's mind.

...How can he be sure that I am the "Fool" and not the favored one of the "Fool"... Klein's body and mind felt cold for a while, and the hope that had just arisen sank into the water again.

"How can I be sure?" Amon snorted, pulled the chair just now and sat down, and pointed to the round stool opposite, "Sit down, you're welcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein involuntarily took steps and sat on the round stool. JrNovels.com