Slap!
The spinning gold coin fell into Klein's palm, but he didn't look to see if it was heads or tails, because a scene had already frozen in his mind: Trees stood tall among the bushes. The thin clouds high in the sky couldn't hide the many stars studding the black velvet sky. The sounds of insects echoed far away in the quiet night, mixed with the commotion from Elk Estate caused by the two "explosions."
Klein immediately used his knowledge of astrology to roughly determine the specific area the scene corresponded to. Then, his figure flickered, and he appeared beside "Winner" Enuni, who was in the form of Gehrman Sparrow, grabbing his shoulder.
In the process, Klein retracted the transparent worms he had implanted into the mice and insect puppets, then severed the two-way connection of the "Spirit Body Threads."
In just one or two seconds, he and "Winner" Enuni disappeared from the increasingly chaotic and noisy Elk Estate, teleporting to the area symbolized by the image in his mind.
As in the revelation Klein had just received, this place was very quiet, so quiet that one could hear the wind blowing through the leaves and bushes.
One by one, illusory black threads appeared in Klein's eyes, representing all the spiritually-endowed creatures in this area.
This was far too many, not just a few dozen. For Klein to find and identify the right one from among them was not something that could be done in a short time.
However, he was not anxious, because he was at least sure of one thing: As long as the Marauder pathway demigod didn't have an exceptionally high-level item on him, his divination results should be accurate. After all, since becoming a "Faceless," not only had his corresponding abilities improved, but the strength of the
Therefore, Klein believed the other party was hiding in this small wooded area with bushes, and hadn't escaped further away.
For this reason, he believed that waiting patiently was the best course of action: That Marauder pathway demigod was already very weak, extremely unstable, and on the verge of losing control. After such a fierce battle and abandoning the mouse body, his condition would only get worse, not better. In this situation, if "he" didn't get any replenishment or recovery, he would eventually run into trouble. Therefore, Klein could afford to wait, while "he" could not.
The chirping of insects came in waves. As Klein waited, he urgently continued converting his puppets and had "Winner" Enuni leave this area and hide nearly a kilometer away. At the same time, he was on guard against his own "Spirit Body Threads" being manipulated, because he remembered the enemy had "stolen" this Beyonder power from the puppet.
Suddenly, a gasp that seemed to come from the depths of a soul sounded in his ears.
Immediately after, a hysterical voice came from a large tree diagonally ahead: "Why are you forcing me?"
"Why are *you* forcing me?"
"Why are *all* of you forcing me?!"
With the venomous and piercing voice, the bark of that large tree rapidly peeled off, revealing the wood beneath. On the wood, hole after hole cracked open, and one by one, strange insects with seven or eight segments crawled out.
The transparent parts of these insects had many three-dimensional patterns floating within them, and it seemed as if time was flowing across their segments.
Suddenly, Klein lost all his thoughts, lost his two Beyonder powers—"Air Cannon" and "Paper Figurine Substitute"—lost his belt, lost his coat, lost his top hat, and briefly became nothing more than a fleshy statue.
However, for a puppet, this wasn't too serious a matter. After all, it didn't need to think in the first place, and lost abilities could be regained by exchanging the "worms."
Yes, in the instant he heard the gasp, Klein had already switched positions with "Winner" Enuni!
And a "Winner" like this didn't have to worry about his trousers falling down without a belt. His waist, under the effect of his shapeshifting ability, rapidly expanded, holding his pants in place.
The insects, mice, and other new puppets crawled out from different places, surrounding the large tree that was mutating.
Just then, a voice tinged with a hint of a smile came from somewhere unknown: "Don't be impatient, don't be angry. Things will be resolved."
This voice was full of a convincing power. The mutation of the large tree suddenly slowed down, and the segmented insects that had been crawling out slowly retreated back.
"Is that so?" The previously venomous and hateful voice from within the barkless tree calmed down, tinged with a bit of confusion, as if it was on the verge of being convinced.
At this moment, Klein also felt that the words just spoken were extremely reasonable, and he couldn't help but reflect on why he had pushed a demigod to the point of losing control.
He vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, and couldn't quite remember the main purpose of his visit here.
Then, he saw a figure walk in from outside the thicket, chuckling softly: "Relax, I have a way to stop your loss of control, as long as you do as I say."
This figure wore a long robe-like black trench coat, matched with black trousers and black leather shoes, had a broad forehead, a thin face, and wore a tall top hat and a very distinctive monocle with a crystal lens, looking extremely refined.
Klein's gaze suddenly froze, and a single name exploded and reverberated in his mind: "
The person before him was the "Blasphemer" Amon, the "Angel of Time" Amon, the King of Angels Amon, the Son of the Creator Amon!
Although he knew that the one who came was only an avatar, Klein didn't think twice. He directly followed the will of his heart and, using "
In this process, "Winner" Enuni snapped his fingers, igniting the matches in his pocket and the fallen leaves in the distance, and relying on "Flame Jumping," he flashed to Klein's side.
Klein grabbed him, and the two of them vanished from the spot.