Chapter 1309: See You Again

Klein, above the Gray Fog, widened his eyes and instinctively looked down at the mottled long table in front of him.

Four "Cards of Blasphemy" with different back patterns were lying face down there.

At this moment, he felt a mix of fear and relief, as if he had circled the edge of an abyss blindfolded several times without ever falling in.

If he had been committed to collecting the "Cards of Blasphemy," gathered all twenty-two, or obtained the "Mother" card, given his habit of wanting to accommodate different cards to obtain their corresponding authorities and characteristics, he might have already been corroded by that "Fallen Mother Goddess," unknowingly gestating something.

But then again, I'm not Roselle. Even if I had the "Mother" card, I probably wouldn't accommodate it. Besides, to prevent the gods from finding them, the "Cards of Blasphemy" are incredibly difficult to collect, almost impossible to gather completely... This seems to be a casual setup by the "Fallen Mother Goddess." If anyone unfortunate enough got the "Mother" card, they would become one of the hidden dangers of this world... Klein withdrew his gaze and continued to look at Roselle Gustav on that iron-black throne through his "Paper Substitute."

At this moment, Roselle's body rose slightly, and his voice alternated between low and high: "Everything has divinity...

"The Original Creator is still alive, living inside everyone!"

Klein frowned slightly, unsure whether it was Roselle speaking now, or the Crimson Moon within him.

Regarding such secrets, he had not only known about them for a long time but had also experienced them firsthand. Now, he wasn't so horrified or panicked, only recalling the teachings of the Aurora Order he had read before.

They preached that the Creator is omnipresent, existing within every living being. Therefore, everything has divinity. When divinity is rich enough, one can become an Angel. The current orthodox gods are merely slightly stronger Angels. As for ordinary people, as long as they can grasp that the essence of life is a spiritual journey, consciously temper their spirit, strengthen their spirit, find the divinity that belongs to them, and unite it with more divinity, they can shed their mortal shell and become Angels.

Back then, he just felt that evil cults like the Aurora Order had a complete set of mysticism and theological theories, just as orthodox as the official churches. But now, he could interpret the truth hidden beneath those words... From a certain point of view, it wasn't wrong at all. The only problem was, after fusing so much divinity, would they still be themselves? The "True Creator" actually placed one of the deepest secrets of this world into his own teachings. Isn't He afraid that a believer might suddenly have an epiphany, learn about the underground contamination, and be corrupted into a vessel for the Original Creator's revival? This "Hanged Man" is really a bit mad. His rationality isn't always online... Klein muttered a few words to himself, waiting for Roselle to say more.

Two or three seconds passed. Roselle, who was always teetering between fading slumber and newfound life, sat back on the iron-black throne, caught his breath, and said nothing.

Klein manipulated the paper substitute and spoke: "Of the words you just said, which should I believe, and which should I be wary of?"

Roselle let out a laugh. "You decide for yourself.

"Heh, isn't this the style of you 'Seers'?"

Without waiting for Klein's answer, he spoke as if to himself: "When I made that mask, 'Pale Death', I noticed something. The 'Death' of the Fourth Epoch might not have completely fallen. Moreover, the preparations He left for resurrection are not just one; some might be related to that 'River of Eternal Darkness'. Heh, 'Death' is certainly not someone who dies easily..."

Saying this, Roselle looked at Klein below the high platform. "Indeed, only those who choose the 'Seer,' 'Apprentice,' or 'Thief' pathways can enter the 'Sefirah Castle'. By the time I deduced this factor, it was far too late.

"I don't know if you want to become an 'Old One,' nor am I clear if a ritual is required. I can only tell you that it is definitely more dangerous than becoming a god, many times more dangerous. Perhaps, that existence who preserved us and cast us into reality one by one is waiting for you right there.

"The only advice I can give you is to communicate with the 'Lamp Genie' inside the 'Wishing Lamp' before you attempt this."

The Lamp Genie? Use his grudge against the Celestial Worthy to gain some help? Klein nodded slightly. "Alright."

Hearing his answer, Roselle sighed and smiled. "If you can truly become an Old One, you can consider saving me. Only an Old One can fight an Old One, right?"

Saying this, he fell silent for a moment, his speech slowing significantly.

"If even you, having become an Old One, can't completely free me from the 'Primordial Moon's' corruption, then remember to erase me, destroy this mausoleum, and foster a new 'Black Emperor', so that I can never have the possibility to revive again..."

The light inside the mausoleum seemed to dim again. Klein was silent for two seconds. "I won't forget."

Roselle fell into silence. After a few seconds, he laughed mockingly. "Of course, before that, you have to rescue me a few more times."

The humor did not make Klein smile; instead, it made him even more solemn, to the point of being speechless.