The avatar Klein created was based on his current state, not on Dwayne Dantès, Sherlock Moriarty, or Merlin
Having experienced the mutation brought about by
Glancing at the avatar, Klein moved a thought, making its face go completely blank.
The avatar immediately reached out its right hand, mobilized the power of "Sefirah Castle," and clawed at its main body.
Once, twice, thrice. After failing more than a dozen consecutive times, it finally managed to extract a faint glow from the main body.
Finally... Klein sighed inwardly, extinguishing any intention of applying this method to actual combat.
Even when he was completely unresisting, relaxed in body and mind, and the avatar was borrowing the authority and power of Sefirah Castle, it still took so much time and so many failures... The practical combat value was predictable.
As more and more Beyonder characteristics left his body, Klein felt completely relaxed, as if he had finally discarded a heavy burden after a long journey.
Of course, there was a corresponding fluctuation in his mental state. After losing the pull of
This was within Klein's expectations, so he wasn't flustered at all. Relying on his already stabilized self-awareness, a fairly tenacious will, and a sufficient number of anchors, he gradually resisted the corruption from the "Celestial Worthy"'s will and found a new balance.
At the same time, after the "Mystery Ravener" Beyonder characteristic that Klein hadn't yet digested mostly entered the avatar's body, its blank, featureless face suddenly twisted, sprouting a pair of pitch-black, lightless eyes and faintly discernible white whiskers.
At this moment, it was incredibly close to resembling Zaratul.
However, it could not withstand the madness brought by this "Mystery Ravener" Beyonder characteristic. Its body rapidly began to break down, crawling out transparent twisted worms one after another, and extending slimy, evil tentacles one after another.
It immediately lost control.
Klein did not allow this. Without any hesitation, he moved his finger, turning this avatar into his puppet.
The process of losing control was thus interrupted.
Having reached this step, he had made all the preparations. His main body was in a state where the potion was digested and could accommodate the "The Fool" Uniqueness, along with a Sequence 1 puppet.
Klein then leaned back against the chair, running through the next steps in his mind once more to check for any fatal oversight.
"'Regarding the war among the gods, all I can do at this point is this. Afterward, I can only do my best... Hmm, am I being too optimistic about the earlier process? Because I have the Goddess's help and the River of
Thinking for a moment, he created another avatar, its face still blank.
After finishing, Klein got up, took "
This was a preparation for a possible small-scale battle. In such a scenario, "Flash" was faster and more convenient than "Spirit Body Threading".
Adjusting his collar, Klein slowly looked around, letting his gaze fall on that strange, glowing door stained with cyan-black, and on the humans suspended there, wrapped in transparent "cocoons".
As he swept over them one by one, his vision fixed on the three broken transparent "cocoons".
The next second, Klein's figure vanished. He appeared within the grayish-white Historical Mist, walked step by step to before the First Epoch, walked into the layered ancient city of the Old Days.
He stood on top of a barely standing, dilapidated skyscraper, looking down at the piled ruins of houses, public transportation turned into flattened discs, and cars stacked upon each other.
In silence, his gaze swept over the surviving houses, seemingly piercing the barrier of history, seeing electric lights turning on one by one inside them.
The light of these electric lamps spread gently, illuminating the glass, illuminating the buildings, illuminating the streets, illuminating the ruins of a corner of the Old City.
After staring for a long time, Klein withdrew his gaze, took a step, and returned to the real world.
Immediately after, he teleported directly to the peak of the Honakis Mountain Range, "seeing" the ancient palace shrouded in mist, dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.
His puppet and avatar then appeared sideways ahead of him, like two guards.
Facing the ancient palace, Klein pressed down his top hat, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers with a 'pop'.
The peak of the Honakis Mountain Range instantly became dim, surrounded by illusory stars one after another.
Klein "grafted" this place to the Astral World.
Without further hesitation, he walked with his puppet and avatar to the main entrance of the ancient palace.
The puppet, which closely resembled his current appearance, stepped forward first, bent its back, extended its hands, and slowly pushed the heavy stone door.
With a grating scraping sound, the door opened bit by bit, revealing the scene inside.
Unlike the last time Klein came here to deliver the "
No guesswork needed. Using the 'Seer' intuition at the level of an Angel King, Klein determined this was a change brought about by the "Goddess of the Night" using the River of Eternal Darkness's water to put the ancestor of the Antigonus family into a state of eternal slumber.
After his puppet and avatar entered successively, he too slowly passed through the door, stepping inside the palace.