That same night.
Klein was carrying a lantern through the darkness of the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
Suddenly, he heard layers of illusory prayers.
Without delay, Klein entered the Historical Void, took four steps backward, and arrived Above the Gray Fog.
The prayers came from the Crimson Star representing Leonard. Once he heard their contents, Klein, who had been somewhat casual at first, instantly became alert.
Amon's true body had gone to Backlund and found Leonard and Pallez. Amon had even stolen Adam's Corpse Cathedral to delay a divine descent!
One thought after another flashed through Klein's mind.
He reached out and grabbed.
He pulled out a jewelry box.
The Box of the Great Old Ones!
Although this Sealed Artifact was in Chariot's possession, Klein had handled it and performed divination on it.
For a Scholar of Yore, objects he had once come into contact with would remain by his side in another form.
Backlund.
Inside the silent, dark, unoccupied rental house, Sifa retrieved Dean Wengris's projection.
He was about to leave.
Suddenly, Sifa sensed something.
He stepped out onto the street.
His gaze pierced the fog and turned toward the sky.
At some point, thick storm clouds had gathered over Backlund.
Boom!
Amid the thunder, a ball of lightning the size of a house plummeted, trailing silvery-white light!
But before it could fall into the city, the lightning vanished.
It was as though it had entered another world.
It had no tangible effect on Backlund.
Sifa even wondered how many people had noticed that ball of lightning.
What happened?
That lightning carried the pressure and aura of a True God.
Had the Lord of Storms sent down divine punishment?
Who was being "punished"?
Without hesitation, Sifa turned into a breeze, vanished from the street, and left Backlund.
Whoever