All things possessed divinity.
At this moment.
Klein felt that he existed within the bodies of different believers, within every human being.
Within all kinds of animals, within everything that possessed life.
At the same time.
He was also scattered throughout the Historical Void, scattered across the flowing river of time.
He was one, yet also countless.
This experience on the level of divinity gradually wore away at Klein's thoughts, until it seemed that all that remained was an indifference that looked down upon all things.
If this situation did not improve.
It would not be long.
Before he completely lost himself, became dominated by the various spiritual imprints within the Fool potion, and turned into a Monster in the truest sense.
Just then.
He sensed something discordant, unnatural, abnormal.
He recovered a trace of self-awareness.
Using that trace of self-awareness as his core, Klein swiftly gathered his scattered spirit and took charge of the process of integrating the Fool potion into his body.
If the Ancient Sun God's "prophecy" had not dissipated after being affected by the water of the River of Eternal Darkness.
Then now.
Antigonus's fate of Loss of Control and madness would have arrived ahead of time under the Ancient Sun God's "prophecy."
That would inevitably have caused Klein's body to collapse once more, leaving him unable to withstand the Fool potion.
But the Lord of Storms had delivered that golden skull in time, along with the water from the River of Eternal Darkness that Sifa had sacrificed.
Thus preventing that from happening.
However.
Even so.
The will of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings still showed signs of reviving.
This made Klein hear some familiar murmurs.
"Give up."
"Hand everything over to me."
"This time, I will no longer accommodate any other