"Damn! Who's praying in the middle of the night?!"

Resting in the hotel, Klein was suddenly awakened by a faint, dreamlike prayer. He turned over and sat up, groggily complaining in his mind. He then reversed four steps and ascended above the gray fog.

In the mysterious space, the grayish-white mist was flowing rapidly. The crimson star representing his compatriot, the "Queen," shone brightly, emitting waves of illusory light.

The light formed a fantastical image: the "Queen's" body was enveloped in complete darkness, a blackness deeper than night. Only his eyes emitted a faint green glow. Klein saw that the "Queen's" original eyeballs had vanished, replaced by two bloodstained vines!

It seemed like his compatriot was in danger... Klein didn't hesitate and immediately reached out to touch the crimson star of the "Queen," pulling his spirit body above the gray fog.

Hmm? At that moment, his spirituality suddenly rang alarm bells, warning him about the ascending spirit body of the "Queen." He then noticed countless cold, eerie vines growing from the void, firmly rooted in the "Queen's" spirit body, pulling and preventing him from rising above the gray fog.

Klein thought for a moment and quickly rummaged through the pile of miscellaneous items, finding the "Black Emperor" Blasphemy Card. He held it in his palm, using its high status to fully mobilize the grayish-white mist above the gray fog, condensing it into a pitch-black greatsword. He then slashed at the cold vines around the "Queen."

Slash! Slash! It seemed as if sounds came from the infinite void. The severed vines wriggled unwillingly, waving but unable to touch the rising spirit body of Quinn.

Klein exhaled lightly, about to show a relieved smile.

"Mysterious... why..."

Suddenly! A strange murmur echoed above the gray fog!

The murmur came from the endless void, piercing through layers of gray fog. It was filled with anger, unwillingness, and confusion, along with immense power!

In an instant, countless vines grew from the void. They pierced the majestic palace like a giant king's court, disrupting the layers of fog above the gray fog. Klein's body exploded in an instant, and each piece of flesh writhed, growing madly and expanding violently. Soon, a massive ball of flesh devoured every item in the mysterious space, every wisp of fog, occupying every inch of space above the gray fog.

The entire space seemed to be destroyed by the unknown entity's single murmur.

After a long time, the grayish-white mist gradually spread again. Everything returned to its original appearance in silence, and the massive ball of flesh seemed to be erased from existence, slowly disappearing.

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Klein's body reappeared on the high-back chair, which silently repaired itself. He gasped for breath, finally confirming that the terrifying unknown entity had temporarily spared them.

"I'm sorry, Grandma... I won't do it again... Next time, I'll definitely recite your sacred name correctly..."

Quinn's consciousness was still scattered, mumbling as if talking in his sleep.

Seeing Quinn in this state, Klein couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. What did you do to attract the attention of such a terrifying existence? Don't you know that you shouldn't mess with things you don't understand! He mentally cursed Quinn's carelessness, wishing he could beat him up while he was still unconscious.

The terrifying attack from the unknown entity lingered in his mind. Neither facing the Eternal Blazing Sun nor the True Creator had ever made Klein feel such a dreadful presence. This overwhelming power seemed to surpass even gods, but Klein couldn't fathom what existed beyond gods.

He exhaled slowly, leaning diagonally on the high-back chair, resting his hand on his cheek, and squinted his eyes, quietly waiting for Quinn to wake up.

After a long time, Quinn's consciousness finally broke free from the chaos. He suddenly opened his eyes, looking around in confusion, his bewildered expression like a student caught sleeping in class by the principal.

Then he saw the "Fool" sitting on the ornate high-back chair, hesitated for a moment, and asked in confusion:

"Mr. Fool, are you perhaps the god who oversees the underworld?"

What kind of nonsense is that... Klein's mouth twitched slightly. He sighed inwardly at Quinn's lack of both intelligence and tact, and then said slowly:

"No, this is not the underworld, and I am not that 'Death.' You called my name, so you came here."

"Um..." Quinn pondered for a moment, then suddenly recalled what had happened before.

The unknown entity called the "Fallen Mother Goddess" had taken advantage of his dual pollution state, forcing him to unconsciously recite her sacred name. This established a connection, attempting to descend into this world through him! Fortunately, he had recited the "Fool's" name, receiving his protection and escaping the fate of becoming a vessel for godly descent.

With this realization, he sincerely said, "Praise you, Mr. Fool!"

"Never mind, if you hear her murmurs again, recite my name." After all, that terrifying existence seemed to have temporarily given up trying to possess Quinn's body due to the mysterious space, and it was uncertain when she might try again.

"Okay!" Mr. Fool is such a good person! Quinn was moved to tears in his heart.

When he was nearly fused with the Fallen Mother Goddess, countless pieces of knowledge had flooded into his mind. He understood how terrifying the Fallen Mother Goddess was. She was originally one of the "Three Pillars" that stood above the old ones. Later, part of her authority was lost, creating the current Earth Mother he believed in.

However, even now, the Fallen Mother Goddess was equivalent to an "Old One," a terrifying existence above true gods. And Mr. Fool was willing to protect him from her grasp; anyone would know how great a favor that was.

"Mr. Fool, how can I repay you?" Quinn had no intention of accepting this favor for free. As the saying goes, "Nothing is more expensive than free."

Klein nodded slightly, making it seem like a trivial matter, and said to Quinn:

"If you wish to repay me, I am collecting Emperor Roselle's diaries."

Then he ended Quinn's presence above the gray fog. The earlier turmoil had greatly exhausted his spirit, and now he just wanted to return to his bed and sleep for a whole day.

Klein simulated the feeling of his spirit body falling and returned to the real world.

On the other side, deep under the sea, Quinn woke up.