Chapter 104 The Clown
It all happened so quickly that before anyone could react, it was over.

Klein lunged forward in disbelief, stretching out his hands as if trying to grab the figure that was there just now...

The old man's silent words emerged in his mind, and relying on his unskilled lip reading, he barely distinguished them:
"Klein... it's okay... alive... Tingen... I leave it to you."

His eyes instantly became bloodshot and swollen, and a ghost-like scream came from his dry throat:

"Old...Old Blue?! Ah! Ah!"

Klein's expression was distorted, with a half-sad and half-crazy smile on his lips. The gold-inlaid cane was surrounded by scorching light, forming a spear of light that gathered the sun. With this crazy figure, he instantly pierced into the female figure whose eyes had almost completely disappeared not far away. The huge inertia carried this figure through the ground, just like what the angry old man had done before.

The four remaining eyelash-less eyes on Laticia's face revealed great horror, panic, surprise, and confusion... It was as if she was still immersed in what had just happened, and she didn't care at all about the crazy Klein who was right in front of her.

“Hidden Sage! Ahhh!” Klein rode on this incarnation that had overdrawn all its power. A small, blazing spear of light appeared in each of his hands, and he madly crossed and stabbed into the eyes on the ground, emitting the smell of roasting meat and fat, and the sizzling sound of high-temperature evaporating liquid.

"What's wrong? Old man? What happened? Is Klein injured? Hidden Sage... Help me! Old man! Help Klein!" Leonard forced open his eyes that had just been injured by the flash of the Dark Realm. There were bloodshot around his emerald eyes, and tears of irritation flowed from the corners of his eyes. Everything in front of him was very blurry, as if there was a huge spot of light covering his eyes. He called out frantically in his heart, calling out for his "adventure."

"Alas, Tingen, why is it so dangerous... He saw things he shouldn't have seen, and I don't know if he can have a good end..." The slightly old voice revealed helplessness. Pales Zoroast stole Leonard's abnormal symptoms and allowed the young man to see his colleague whom he cared so much about again.

Gulp, a scene Leonard had never imagined came into view. It was actually... Klein suppressing the incarnation of the evil god? The costume was indeed that of the female archaeologist... Was the evil god's descent over? Or was he killed by Klein? How could he be so strong?

Leonard felt the cold air around him dissipate. He turned his head and saw that the "history teacher" Azik mentioned by Klein had put away the exquisite copper whistle. His expression was solemn, puzzled, and worried. He also realized that Klein was in an abnormal state...

Suddenly, pea vines hung down from the sky and intertwined to form a dense forest, as if isolating the clearing where the intense and mysterious confrontation took place into a fairy-tale world.

The master of the fairy tale world was sitting on a hammock-like seat made of pea vines, where a pair of feet in black leather boots hung down, and a soft but somewhat annoyed voice whispered to itself:

"I'm late?"

Then he said in an emotionless tone: "Are you the Night Watchers of Tingen? Are you the ones to be punished as mentioned by the 'Hidden Sage'?"

"..." Pales felt that there were too many big names on the scene today? What happened to Tingen? Should he change his parasitic target? Leonard, this kid, is stupid, but he doesn't seem to be lucky...

"..." Azik was somewhat puzzled. He did not sense any hostility, but he was sure that the person who came was another High Sequence Expert, emitting a dangerous aura...

His figure flashed, and he immediately stood in front of Klein, who had already vented his anger and covered his face with his hands.

Creak! A tooth-grinding sound of a door opening was heard. Above Azik, a bronze door with intricate patterns slowly opened, leaking out an ominous black mist, and countless pairs of pale, wildly dancing arms stretched out. At this moment, Azik seemed like the gatekeeper of hell.

A female voice came from the pea vines explaining earnestly:
"...I have no ill intentions. I am a member of the Dawn of Elements. I am fighting against and targeting the Hidden Sage and the Moss Ascetic Order. You may not know that a while ago, the Hidden Sage sent a message to all the Beyonders on the Secret Peepers path: 'Tingen, Night Watcher'.

"I predicted that there would be a disaster here, and it was caused by the Hidden Sage, so I arranged everything and came here at the time I predicted..." "This woman should be Laticia Dorela of the Moss Ascetic Order, a Sequence 5 Astrologer..."

"It seems that you have dealt with... this 'immortal'? Or 'ferryman'? Please put away your power, your companions beside you may not be able to bear such an aura."

Leonard was a little confused. Astrologer? Undead? What are they? This lady's voice was pleasant... but full of majesty, making people dare not have any other thoughts...

“Huh…” Klein put down his hands that were covering his face. His eyes were filled with hatred and determination, but not madness. The warm kitchen knife under his armpit reminded him all the time that if he lost control again, it would be a negation of all the old man’s efforts.

"Elemental Dawn? It's a secret organization that's only been around for a hundred or two hundred years. It combines elements from various schools of mysticism. Its members are good at casting spells and have mastered many witchcrafts... Why do you want to deal with the 'Hidden Sage' and the 'Moss Ascetic Order'?" Klein stood next to Mr. Azik and told him the information he knew, which made Azik less confused. Then he asked.

The pea vine was silent for a while, as if it was thinking, or looking at the river of fate with the eyes of a "master of prophecy". Then a majestic female voice sounded:
"For the extraordinary people of the 'Mysterious Peer' path, the former 'Hidden Sage' is the embodiment of knowledge and spiritual numbers, and is worth learning and following.

“But now, He has become personified and unscrupulous, instilling useful or useless knowledge into these extraordinary people without any regard for whether they can bear it.

"The Moss Ascetic Order still follows this secret existence, becoming increasingly less human. Oh, personified, yet losing their humanity.

"The Dawn of Elements has a different philosophy. We revere knowledge and pursue it, but we refuse to let knowledge chase people. Therefore, we refuse to hide the Sage and fight against Him and the Moss Ascetic Order that believes in and follows Him.

"The motto 'Do what you like, but don't hurt' should be more strictly followed, and they have clearly abandoned it."

Do whatever you want, but don't hurt... Klein's lips curled up slightly. He remembered the motto that Old Neil said when he designed a ritual to pray to the goddess to help settle the 30-pound bill...

But the behavior of the hidden sage is so inconsistent with this motto.

"'Elemental Dawn' sounds good. I hope you won't become like the 'Moss Ascetic Order' and the Hidden Sage, who 'do whatever they want and enjoy causing harm'.

"As someone who also dislikes, hates, and is unhappy with the Hidden Sage, could you please share more information on this?"

Sitting on the chair made of pea vines, the chestnut-haired Bernadette Gustave had a solemn look in her eyes. She could not see the fate of the person in front of her, or rather, she saw too many horrible existences entangled with that fate.

"You really look like a clown."

Klein put on a big smile on his face and politely returned the greeting. "Thank you for the compliment, but now I am more like a 'Raging Citizen'."

At this moment, he clearly felt that his "Joker" potion was completely digested.

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