Chapter 1127: Aftermath (3)

After all, in the Tingen incident, his self-sacrificing collision at the last moment, even if it bought the most valuable time… This also basically doomed the inevitable conclusion of that identity, an undeniable fact…

“What is all this…”

Unable to resist pulling at the corners of his mouth, Klein reached up to rub his brow, feeling somewhat unable to hold back at the thought of it.

Before leaving Tingen, he specifically went to inquire, and he did indeed die in the open as the “hero who saved Tingen,” and Benson and Melissa received a one-time compensation of over ten thousand pounds.

And perhaps because it was a sensitive period affected by the aftermath of the divine war, the Church handled the matter with obvious urgency and speed, opening green channels, widely publicizing in Tingen and directly reporting it throughout the Lune Kingdom—clearly trying to set his deeds as an example, directly aiming to qualify for the “Top Ten Moving Figures of Lune.”

Probably hoping to encourage the public, boost morale, and thus stabilize the foundation of faith through this.

After all, encountering the most suitable exemplary case in the most urgent circumstances, of course, they took the opportunity to promote it… Though somewhat utilitarian, it was clearly a win-win, benefiting both sides.

But precisely because of this, Klein was actually still unconscious at the time, and was already nailed in the coffin. When he woke up and understood the situation, he immediately blacked out… Of course, later he calmed down, thought it over and over, and felt that this was probably the best result; relatively, he couldn’t think of a better solution.

After all, if after this ordeal, the identity of “Klein” was still alive, that would be real trouble.

Because a lot of exposed things couldn’t be explained, and he didn’t dare to explain them. Even though the Night Church might be mild in style, his stains and suspicions were too heavy to guarantee… It might even drag down Captain Dunn, Benson, and Melissa, which was an outcome Klein absolutely did not want to see.

It’s not paranoia but an understanding that any large force or organization, be it in this world or in the world before crossing, could not be without darkness,

whether in this world or the one before crossing.

“Klein, are you in your room?”

A voice rang out from outside, accompanied by a timely knock on the door.

“In, in, please wait a moment.”

The young man in the room gathered his thoughts, quickly got up to open the door, and saw a middle-aged man with graying hair standing outside, holding a black box in his hand.

Arsen Vich, the Regional Bishop of the local Storm Church, and the only official Extraordinary in view in Durant Town. This is quite reasonable, since Tingen, with a population of hundreds of thousands, had only a little over thirty Extraordinary individuals in total, official and wild. Naturally, this remote small town with a few thousand people would have such a configuration.

“Chairman Shire had to leave temporarily for something… I came this time to bring you the ‘Collector’ Magic Potion materials…”

Arsen spoke, gesturing to the box in his hand.

“…Please come in.”

Klein struggled to maintain his facial expression, even though he knew the local church had been corrupted by the Secret Ceremony Society’s sugar-coated bullets, he couldn’t help but find it too surreal when the Storm Church’s Regional Bishop specifically came to contact him and bring him Potion materials.

As Bishop Arsen entered the room, he shut the door and rubbed his brow.

“Collector” is the Sequence 8 name of the Actor path. Before leaving Tingen, Chairman Shire had already let him take the “Clown” Magic Potion, promoting him to Sequence 8 of the Divination path, thus qualifying for further promotion to “Collector”… Perhaps this is the only shortcoming of the Actor path, its progress is limited by the other path’s progress.

But other than that, it’s almost all advantages.

The significant boost brought by dual-path co-existence, diversity of Extraordinary abilities, all give Extraordinary individuals more confidence to cope with various situations, spirituality is significantly enhanced, which is the most direct increase in blue capacity…

Moreover, the Actor path inherently requires Extraordinary individuals to “act” in another path, so it doesn’t cause extra unnecessary burden on digesting Potions. The individuals only need to digest the Potions of the other path…

Yet Klein always feels a bit off, he suspects the origins of this path mastered by the Secret Ceremony Society…

But, as the saying goes, once on the pirate ship, what can you do? Now he really has little choice.

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At the same time, on the continent in the Land of the Forsaken.

A figure of a Taoist in white clothes and a white crown appeared on a mountain peak, gazing at this land that had plunged into darkness for over two thousand five hundred years, only to finally regain light and hope.

He scanned the scarred and ravaged landscape, but did not see the fallen light spots that should have appeared.

Besides not obtaining the spoils only he could see…

The unique item that should be dropped from the Evil God? The extraordinary characteristics of the Hanged Man path? It should have been a complete divinity from Sequence 9 to Sequence 0, yet it had completely vanished?

“Ah Meng, that guy didn’t bite the bait…”

The Taoist chuckled, his eyes reflecting the mirror image of past times, revealing the past events and all the transformations, seeming to have many causes and effects in circulation.

Finally, the light within his eyes flowed, freezing the projected scene on a particular moment—

A being clad in a black classical robe, wearing a black pointed floppy hat, quietly appeared on the tortured, scarred terrain.

This slender figure with black curly hair, black eyes, looked up at the God-Beating Whip giganticized like a sword blade, thrust into the ground, soaring into the clouds, and a faint look of dread appeared on the face.

But besides the look of dread, there was more of curiosity and a restless impulse that he worked hard to restrain, subconsciously reaching out the hand only to retract it, not testing to steal away that “God-Suppressing Weapon.” After all, there were more important matters to attend to, and he knew he couldn’t expose himself at this time, lest he was detected by the other side.

The Thief chose to continue to lurk, yet it wasn’t long before peals of thunder echoed in the sky, whipping up a storm…

The gleam of the red moon and blazing sun intertwined, a vision of apocalyptic chaos.

That was when the Seven Gods emerged, temporarily restraining the extremely terrifying enemy and creating an opportunity.

But the lurking Thief did not act rashly, still patiently waiting until the earth suddenly cracked, with thousands of miles sinking down, the ground, rock layers, even the mantle and crust seemed to suddenly vanish, dragging the gigantic God-Beating Whip downwards, as if threatening to plunge into the Sea of Chaos at the earth’s core, did the Thief finally make a move.

In that instant, he suddenly emerged from the shadows, reaching out a hand to grasp… like an experienced fisherman, squatting at the edge of a river in the void, ultimately seizing the opportunity to catch a big one.

Then, he activated the ability to steal “distance”—

Decisively departing the Land of the Forsaken in an instant.