Part 6 The Light-Exporter Chapter 100 – Behind the Door

　　Because of Silver City’s last exploration, Klein knew what dangers there were and how to avoid them, and it didn’t take long for him to arrive at the place where the caretakers lived along the path, through the “Decayed Forest”, the “Deserted Tunnels”, and the Ancient Elevator.

　　After waiting for a while, until the “curtain” above the gray fog split in two, separating the “secretive waiter” extraordinary characteristics, Klein probed and dragged out his past self.

　　–He wasn’t sure if the other divine kingdoms would isolate the historical mists, but at least the “Giant’s Court”, which had lost its master and had no one to maintain it, hadn’t hindered his attempts.

　　”Unfortunately, this matter involves too high a level, divination can not get the result, otherwise I will be more at ease ……” Klein shook his head and muttered silently to himself.

　　He didn’t rush to leap within the historical mists, and first took out two items from his arms and handed them over to his projection.

　　One of them was a dark black wooden box, which contained the ashes of “Giant Guardian” Grosel.

　　Klein never forgot his promise.

　　He originally wanted to wait for the little “Sun” to explore the “Giant’s Royal Court” for the second time, then hand over Grosser’s ashes to the other party and ask for his help in burying them, but due to the involvement of various matters, Klein himself actually came directly to the Godforsaken Land and entered the “Giant’s Royal Court”. “The Court of the Giants”.

　　As for the ascetic Snorman’s ashes, Klein intended to sprinkle it into the ocean that glowed with gold when he left the Godforsaken Land-what swirled there was the divine blood of the ancient Sun God.

　　After giving the urn and the black iron key from the “Iceberg Lieutenant General”, Klein, as usual, leapt into the mists and ran wildly into the Shards of Light before the First Age, allowing his consciousness to naturally transfer to the projection he had summoned.

　　This projection did not hold the “Star Staff”, but only wore the “Creeping Hunger”, because there is still a short distance from here to the palace where the Giant King lives, and there are many giant statues in the middle, so Klein did not guarantee that he could reach his destination within five minutes. destination.

　　Immediately after that, he let the glove he wore on his left palm become transparent, and his entire body disappeared in one fell swoop.

　　In the next second, Klein’s figure with the Giant Black Iron Key in his hand appeared outside the guard’s residence, not having “teleported” too far.

　　”Well, inside the ‘Giant’s Court’, the vast majority of the power has clearly declined …… Only the guards recognized by the Kingdom of God are able to perform at a relatively normal level? Uh, extraordinary abilities like ‘teleportation’ are additionally suppressed, and I can only ‘flash’ within a relatively small area …… So it seems that even if I summon the ‘Staff of Stars’, I can’t directly descend outside the Giant King’s palace through the corresponding scene sketched out within my mind …… Not bad for a former Ancient God’s divine Kingdom …… “Klein carefully scrutinized the impact of the environment.

　　Making a preliminary judgment, he turned around and walked back inside the guard residence, opening the wooden box he held in his right hand, and with a solemn expression, he scattered Grocer’s ashes to every corner.

　　According to the image he saw in Grosser’s dream, this guard residence was the place where that giant had lived for a long time, and it was the “home” that he remembered and missed the most.

　　One can imagine that during that time in the olden days, Grosel and other sensible “Giant Watchers” of many generations later rested, played, exchanged rumors, discussed music, and thought of fun ways to play games, without worrying about food or disease, and lived happily every day… …

　　As Klein’s hands shook, the dust swung and drifted off the walls, the floor, the beds, the tables, chairs, and beside the stone pillars.

　　The orange-red glow from the windows shone eternally, making it all seem peaceful.

　　As Klein sprinkled the last bit of ashes, the dusk suddenly thickened a little, allowing the dust in different locations to blend into the orange and red and become part of the Kingdom of God.

　　Klein closed his eyes and seemed to feel the joy of Grosel.

　　A wanderer who had been forced to stay away from his homeland for over three thousand years had finally returned to the place he had missed day and night.

　　That dusk glow softened with it, making Klein feel less ostracized.

　　”Huh…… is equivalent to being recognized to a certain extent as a partially accepted guard.” Klein spread out his spirituality and confirmed the change.

　　He didn’t stay any longer, utilizing the “Creeping Hunger” and the path that the Silver City Exploration Team had explored last time, he kept “flashing”, sometimes going around, sometimes dragging out the “Darkness-Free Cross”, and passed through that path with relatively little difficulty. With relatively little difficulty, he passed through the Hall of Conspiracy and arrived at the Giant King’s residence, where he saw to his left a row of huge stone pillars forming a balustrade, beyond which was a diffuse orange-red cloud and a gently surging deep blue sea.

　　Taking a deep breath, Klein retreated back to the hall he had just come out of, and dragged out the secret puppet Enyuni, which had once belonged to himself and had not yet been “parasitized” by Amon, with a probing hand.

　　He didn’t want to open the door himself, even if he had to use historical projection!

　　Looking at the slightly dumbfounded En Yuni, Klein handed over the giant black iron key clutched in his armpit to the other party, maneuvered him out of the hall, and walked along the handrail made of stone pillars, all the way to the tallest and most magnificent building in front of the interior of the “Giant’s Court”.

　　The dusk light there was like a substance, covering the surface of the palace, bringing a strong sense of decay, as if everything in the world is coming to an end.

　　On both sides of the palace, there was a spire on one side and a round tower on the other, and the main door was gray and blue, covered with symmetrical and mysterious symbols, with an overall height of well over ten meters.

　　And to the left of the doorway, three or four meters high, there was a pitch-black hole the size of an adult’s fist.

　　Enyuni gazed at it for a few seconds, lifted the seven-stringed black iron key, and brought it towards the deep hole in front of him.

　　They fit so well that there was not a single gap left.

　　As the giant black iron key disappeared into the deep hole, Klein in the nearby hall held his breath, ready to lift his own presence.

　　With a duchess sound, the black iron key in the hands of the secret puppet Njuni touched the bottom.

　　It suddenly became soft, as if fused to the hole, and blossomed with one gray-blue light after another.

　　The various symbols, logos, and patterns on the folio doors followed, lighting up and highlighting.

　　All of this light quickly intertwined and pressed heavily inward, causing the gray-blue front door of the palace to slowly open.

　　The doorway grew wider and wider, and a raging, dark, slimy, illusory ocean was suddenly reflected in Njoni’s eyes.

　　Not good …… Klein s heart fluttered, and a strong premonition of danger surged in his mind.

　　Without any hesitation, his consciousness returned to his main body, severing the connection with his own historical pore image.

　　In the next second, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the left side of his head suffered a sharp pain, as if he had been inserted with a red-hot brazier and constantly stirred.

　　At the same time, indistinguishable murmurs echoed in his ears, which seemed to come from an age older than ancient.

　　Klein’s expression instantly twisted, looking unusually hideous.

　　He could still barely maintain his sanity, but there was no more room for him to stay within the fragments of history.

　　Without a sound, Kraven landed back in the “Giant’s Court” caretaker’s residence, and with a thought, he was about to enter the gray fog.

　　–Before he intended to do such a dangerous thing, he undoubtedly found reasons and excuses to arrange for the members of the Tarot Club to pray, in order to awaken the autonomous “summoning” ability of the “Source Castle”, so that he could not have to go against the grain in a moment of crisis. He could return to the gray mist without taking four steps backwards and chanting incantations in a moment of crisis.

　　However, Klein’s spirit body just saw that piece of gray fog, heard the familiar hissing sound, felt the “source of the Fort” rejection, it does not know who received the order, actually blocked Klein to enter.

　　This …… Klein was shocked to find a black shadow crossing himself, straight to the “source of the fortress”!

　　This is not Amon, but a shadow that is identical to his own aura!

　　Subconsciously, Klein reversed the influence of the Source Castle and gave a rejection.

　　Then, he succeeded, the shadow was also blocked in the gray mist.

　　Immediately afterward, he and the shadow fell back to the real world at the same time.

　　After his spiritual body returned to his physical body, Klein bent his back in unbearable pain, like a curled-up shrimp creature.

　　With a snap, the half-height silk bowler hat on top of his head fell to the ground.

　　After several seconds, Klein finally slowed back down, slowly straightened up, and turned his gaze to an orange jewel-ground glass window.

　　That window reflected a blur of his current appearance:

　　Bounded by the bridge of his nose, the right side of his face was as usual, and the left side of his face had countless things crawling in and out of it.

　　Klein’s eyes narrowed slightly at once.

　　He took a deep breath, calmed down, and regained control of the Joker.

　　In his mind, a clear image of the Joker appeared:

　　Dressed in a black trench coat, with black hair and brown pupils, the angular Germaine Sparrow’s right side of his face was as usual, while the left side had become translucent and was made of a twisted worm.

　　Head down, his neck was in a similar state, as was his body covered by clothing.

　　The edge of losing control …… hiss, the need to fight the strong tendency to madness …… This, this is why? Klein suddenly felt something in his heart, instinctively lowered his head and looked at his feet.

　　There it was empty, missing the shadow that should have been there:

　　The orange-red dusk glow reflected through the window, failing to create a single shadow next to Klein.

　　”Haha, I see.” Klein arched his back and let out an uncontrollable laugh.

　　He suspected that the “seawater” coming out of the Giant King’s palace had not only “drowned” his own secret puppet and historical projection, but also cut down his own shadow with the help of the latter, causing his spirit to lose its integrity, and unable to completely suppress his tendency to lose control.

　　And that shadow, which was slightly equal to a fraction of him, could also affect the “source castle”, so there was a situation in which neither of the two sides could reach above the gray fog.

　　As long as the shadow is removed, the problem will be solved …… Klein’s right forehead twitching, straightened his back.

　　At that moment, the orange-red light shining in from outside was tinted with gold, becoming quite brilliant, which made the whole “Giant’s Court” seem like regressing from dusk back to midday.

　　Klein’s heart stirred, cast his gaze out of the window, and a picture vaguely appeared in his mind:

　　In front of the tallest and most magnificent building in the “Court of Giants”, the secret puppet Nyuni stood there, facing the open door.

　　Inside the gate was so dark that it was impossible to see anything at all.

　　Suddenly, Njoni turned his body and looked down.

　　His face was covered in a shadow, and his hair had turned deep black and fell to his shoulders, curling slightly.

　　Pair after pair of false-black feathered wings spread out behind him.

　　Nearby, in the hall, a sheer shadow swam out with its lower half against the stone tiles and its upper half straight and erect.