The "Death"
In His eyes, where the pale flames were on the verge of extinguishing, a bird-shaped gold ornament pinned to Klein's chest was instantly reflected.
The next second, a low roar emitted from His rotting mouth, echoing across the river and causing the entire City of Calderón to tremble noticeably.
The tributary, which alternated between rising and falling, turning dark and then pale, surged up along with the flow, rushing wildly towards the end of the stone staircase and towards Klein.
In this process, the illusory water combined more and more with the grayish-white mist, taking on a similar hue.
Wave after wave of the grayish-white torrent battered Klein's body, but none could destroy the "cocoon" around him.
The rotting corpse of "Death" Salinger walked step by step to the edge of the tributary, but simply could not break away, standing there roaring madly.
Klein's gaze passed over Him and fell upon the countless blurry figures wandering along both sides of the tributary.
Some of them had already been swept into the middle of the tributary by the rising tide, sinking irresistibly to the riverbed and melting like frost.
The rest showed no fear at all, maintaining a wooden and lost state as they paced back and forth endlessly.
Taking a sweeping glance, Klein saw many familiar figures.
They all belonged to the same person, to the bronze-skinned, gentle-featured
This "Death Consul" seemed to have split into multiple versions of himself, wandering aimlessly between the pale stone pillars on both sides of the "River of Eternal Darkness."
This... As Klein's heart stirred, his right leg suddenly felt an intense cold.
He instinctively looked down and saw a pale palm.
The palm pierced through the grayish-white "cocoon" and grabbed onto his calf.
And the owner of this palm bobbed up and down in the surging torrent, like a water ghost, trying to drag Klein into the deep water.
Its attack could actually ignore the aura of the "Sefirah Castle"!
Sensing Klein's gaze, the owner of the pale palm raised his head, revealing his face.
Black hair, brown pupils, ordinary features with a touch of bookishness.
This "water ghost" was Klein Moretti!
The next second, Klein's left leg, right shoulder, and left arm were also grabbed by different pale palms.
This made his whole body go ice-cold, his spiritual body felt frozen, and all his Beyonder powers were completely useless, unable to even struggle.
Those three pale palms belonged to different blurry figures, but these different blurry figures all had the same face.
The face of Klein Moretti!
Dragged by these four "water ghosts," Klein's body gradually separated from the grayish-white "cocoon" and sank into the raging torrent.
His body grew colder and colder, his thoughts gradually stilled, his vision darkened bit by bit, until finally there were only swaying, lightless waves.
Above the
Then, without any hesitation, he stretched out his palm, invoked the power of the "Sefirah Castle," and through his connection with his historical projection, stole an item from the latter.
A flash of golden light, and Klein gripped the bird-shaped gold ornament.
At the same time, he dispelled the maintenance of the historical void image.
The figure that had "drowned" in the floodwaters of Eternal Darkness vanished.
"Being able to ignore the aura of the 'Sefirah Castle' means those four figures really were me... But how could I be trapped in the tributary of the 'River of Eternal Darkness,' endlessly wandering? Four figures, four figures..." Klein's expression grew solemn as he lightly tapped the edge of the mottled long table. In the rhythmic *tock tock tock* sound, inspiration struck.
The fact that corresponded with "four," "soul," and "death" was that he had already died four times and resurrected four times.
Of course, after becoming a "Mystery Ghoul," the four resurrection opportunities had been reset.
"Does every death, regardless of whether I successfully resurrect, leave an imprint in the 'River of Eternal Darkness'? I died four times, so there are four figures wandering on both sides of the 'River of Eternal Darkness'?" Klein roughly grasped the key point and sighed inwardly, "The 'River of Eternal Darkness' is worthy of being a Sefirah, a symbol of death, eternal slumber, the end, the limit, deep darkness... Is this the extraordinary danger the Goddess spoke of, the one unique to me? Hmm, when the historical projection was just 'drowned,' I sustained some spiritual damage. If my mental state had been unstable, I would probably already be in trouble by now."
Based on this inference, Klein gained a new understanding of the numerous Azik figures and the wandering "Death" Salinger:
They were all the corresponding death imprints.
"Mr. Azik, during his 'Undying' stage and in his subsequent journey to recover his memories, indeed died many times, only to come back to life each time. Judging from the current situation, although the 'Undying' is immortal, there is still a great hidden danger. If the number of deaths accumulates, perhaps one day his body will be attracted into the 'River of Eternal Darkness' and become one of the eternally wandering figures... Salinger only has one figure... This shows that after accommodating the Uniqueness, one's own death imprint becomes singular." As these thoughts flashed through Klein's mind, he felt a bit worried about Mr. Azik's future state of existence.