Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1023: Chasing in the Mist of History

Klein had some "contingency plans" for Zaratul and Amon's sudden attacks. After all, he was not always in Backlund, and he did not necessarily have Angel's personal protection by his side. It was possible that these two masters of prophecy, puzzle solving, and loopholes could find opportunities to take advantage of him.

Therefore, after confirming that the person coming was Zaratul and that his measures to "curl" the spirit thread had failed, Klein immediately activated the backup plan.

There was a crisp sound of glass breaking in his arms, and his body turned into pieces of scattered mirror fragments.

This was the "mirror substitute" Angel gave him, made with a little of his blood. The flame jump and paper man substitute belonging to the "fortune teller" were equivalent to ineffective in front of Zaratul of a higher sequence.

Black lines that could only be seen by the Secret Puppet Master or higher level Extraordinary People of the same path were flying around in the air and instantly connected to another place, where a figure was outlined. It was Klein who had changed his position.

But immediately, the thread of his spiritual body was controlled again, and his expression was dull and his eyes were lifeless, like a secret puppet walking out of the mirror world.

The moment he escaped from control with the help of the mirror substitute, Klein had already exchanged with a fish puppet transformed in the nearby sea, letting the fishman German become the target of Zaratul's control instead of himself. He dived into the water and transformed into a glove that sealed the soul of the "Wind-loving One" to displace the surrounding water flow, giving him a chance to catch his breath.

If he had not subconsciously controlled the spiritual threads of the sea creatures the moment he realized that something was wrong with the surrounding environment, he would not have been able to move faster than a Sequence 1 "Mysterious Servant"!
This is the effect of caution... Klein thought subconsciously after his mind regained clarity. He made the "Creeping Hunger" appear transparent without hesitation, and was about to teleport away from here to escape Zaratul's subsequent attack.

But the familiar feeling of stagnation attacked his mind again.

Oops... I was discovered again...

As the hesitant thought slowly floated up, Klein noticed that his own puppet was not the only one in the water. In the nearby sea, countless spiritual threads were gathered upward, like suspended marine creatures swimming around. They were all Zaratul's puppets, His eyes and hands.

And these countless hands were stroking the thread of his spirit body, and in a few seconds they would turn him into another secret puppet, allowing Zaratul to control the "Source Castle" and the power of the source substance.

This is the real reason why He persisted in looking for Klein!
Under the gaze of countless Zaratul's secret puppets, the spiritual threads connecting Klein's body gradually gathered and floated upward, like the strings controlling a puppet, and were about to be returned to Zaratul.

But at the source of the lines, a gray mist suddenly emerged beside Klein, and his body became ethereal and entered the historical pore.

This freed him from the struggle for control of the spirit line, and his mind became clear again. Fragments of light appeared before his eyes, and the lights inside were bizarre. There was the turmoil when George III's mausoleum was destroyed, the gunshots when Ince Zangwill was killed, and the wailing of souls during the Backlund smog.

This is the "historical pore" that every ancient scholar has explored, and it is also the way they gain power from the "past".

Before Klein could breathe a sigh of relief surrounded by the many spots of light, a group of slippery, twisted tentacles in the gray mist behind him forcibly broke through the mist of history, penetrated into it, and extended towards him.

In the center of the tentacle, a mass of transparent worms, a substance like flowing liquid, flowed over, approaching him rapidly like a flood.

That was Zaratul, or the mythical creature form of the "Fortune Teller" path. He actually drilled into the historical pores belonging to Klein and eroded towards him!

Klein immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The reason he had tried to use the "mirror substitute" and teleportation to escape instead of drilling into the historical pores immediately was because he was worried about encountering such a situation. After all, he was only a Sequence 3 ancient scholar, and his own abilities were very likely to be restrained by Sequence 1 Zaratul.

Until he was surrounded by endless secret dolls and the line of spiritual body was about to be lost, he was forced to delve into the mist of history and try to escape by another method.

This place was like the mirror world that Klein had visited several times before, except that the channels in the mirror were replaced with different historical pore images, and even ancient scholars could only observe and interpret different historical fragments here and could not do anything else.

This also means that the extraordinary people in it find it difficult to use their own abilities to fight, and can only compete with their "endurance" in shuttling between different historical images and their "insight" into the number of historical gaps.

There is no doubt that as an archangel who has existed since the Fourth Epoch, Zaratul has broader "knowledge" and greater "endurance". If he simply competes with the other party in terms of escape speed in the historical loopholes, Klein has no chance of winning.

His only hope is to hide in a period of history that only he knows in order to escape the other party's pursuit.

Even if you don't arrive in time, you should try to delay time as much as possible to have hope of being rescued.

So he ran, running through different historical fragments, passing by the fighting Renette and Sua, stepping on the streets of the "Dream City", hearing the mockery of Amon's clone, and his nose filled with the toxic fog of the smog. Zaratul's worm "tide" was chasing him closely behind, and it was obvious that they also had a corresponding understanding of this history. Not only did they not get rid of him, but they followed him more and more closely, making Klein's premonition of danger even stronger.

Oh no! If this goes on, I won’t even make it to the Fourth Epoch, let alone the Second Epoch He might not be familiar with. I’ll be caught up and devoured… Klein saw slippery tentacles getting closer and closer to him from the corner of his eye. He was extremely anxious and could only silently recite the names of any gods or angels he knew, hoping to attract their attention. His body became sluggish, as if a spiritual string had been pulled and he was about to become a secret puppet.

In the gap of history, what the "Ancient Scholar" could not do does not mean that the "Mysterious Servant" cannot do it. He only has the strength to escape, while Zaratul can even fight here!

At this moment, figures that seemed familiar to Klein emerged from the historical gaps in front of him.

They were slender like hounds, covered with short black hair, with dark red flames burning in their eye sockets and their mouths stretched to the back of their heads. They were none other than the "Source Castle Guardians" that Klein encountered when he was searching for materials for a Sequence 3 potion, the Dogs of Fulgrim.

The hounds that once wagged their tails and begged for mercy from Klein now bared their teeth and rushed past him as he ran forward, pouncing on the tentacles and worms of Zaratul behind him.

They... Klein's consciousness suddenly became clear, and he had the urge to give up escaping and turn back to save the dogs of Fulgrim, but he knew that this would be useless and would only make the sacrifice of these Sefirot guards worthless.

Just as his eyes were sore and he was gritting his teeth to continue running away, his spirit suddenly sent him a reminder, which made his mind, which was covered by the premonition of danger, turn around like lightning. He turned around without hesitation and faced Zaratul's "tide".

The latter was covered with several Fulgen dogs, and its slippery tentacles were slapping them like wild dogs that were eating them. Another part of the worms bypassed the obstruction and continued to rush towards Klein like a tide.

The moment the two intersected, Klein decisively broke away from the mist of history, returned to the real world, and appeared on the previous beach.

The gray mist behind him gradually dissipated, and the historical pores gradually closed, with no tentacles or worms emerging from them.

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Several black, slippery tentacles tore apart the gray fog, and a group of transparent worms drilled out from the pores of history, quickly transforming into an old man wearing a black robe, a hood, and a thick white beard.

He used a "miracle" to make Klein leave Backlund, and then "grafted" his teleportation destination to Zaratul on the island in the Sea of ​​Rage.

As soon as his feet stepped onto the soft sand, Zaratul immediately found himself in a strange state: all of his puppets in the real world had lost contact, and the target he was tracking had also disappeared.

Dream? Illusion?
The world in the mirror!

Based on the power that Gehrman Sparrow might have come into contact with, Zaratul confirmed his current situation in less than a second. He stretched out his left hand and continuously grasped at the void in front of him.

A man wearing a dark red coat embroidered with gold thread, with long curly chestnut hair and blue eyes was pulled out from the gap in history by him, followed by a middle-aged man with black hair and blue eyes, wearing a cloak, with a square face and a majestic temperament.

These are the historical projections of two archangels who are at the same Sequence 1 as Zaratul, the "Emperor of Knowledge" Roselle Gustav, and the "Hand of Order" William Augustus I.

The former is His best and most familiar friend, and one of the strongest angels in His network. The latter had worked with Him not long ago, and although he is still alive, he would not mind having his power in history borrowed from him.

With their protection, Zaratul once again reached into the cracks in history. He wanted to find a certain "immortal" witch with whom he had a one-night stand, and use his power, which had been promoted to "disaster", to escape from this "mirror world".

But before He could touch the witch's graceful body in the fragment of history, an even more graceful figure appeared before the eyes of the three archangels.

At the same time, the entire "mirror world" made a teeth-grinding, harsh sound like glass friction, as if welcoming its master, and a breath of destruction gushed out.

Only then did Zaratul slowly retract his hand that was stretched out into the void.

His palms were empty. The "disaster" witch actually refused the summons and refused to be an enemy of the person in front of her!
Looking at the "Essence of the Disaster in the Mirror" with flying golden hair and deep purple eyes in front of him, Zaratul fell into silence for a short time.

(End of this chapter)