I can't let him come up!
Klein immediately severed his connection with Sun, but the other party seemed to notice this. He tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth rising as a glimmer flashed across his Monocle.
The next second, the sacrificial ritual that should have been interrupted began again!
This is bad!
Klein's scalp prickled. His gaze swept rapidly over everything he had available, rejecting them one after another, until he spotted the two Cards of Blasphemy and realization struck:
That's right, the Paper Angel I developed just recently!
At that moment, the figure entwined around Derrick suddenly thrust forward a hand shriveled to nothing but skin and bones, seemingly piercing the illusory gate and entering Above the Gray Fog.
Klein's pupils contracted. Without further hesitation, he picked up the Black Emperor Card and the Red Priest Card, using his spirituality, whose level of existence had been elevated, to harness the mysterious powers Above the Gray Fog.
Then he tossed out a paper figurine.
Suddenly, the paper figurine grew extraordinarily tall, radiating golden light. Pair after pair of enormous pitch-black wings sprouted from its back, twelve pairs in all! Every pair bore feathers of interwoven light and darkness, inscribed with numerous mysterious symbols.
Silently, the figure, at once sacred and fallen, radiant and dark, flashed out, passed through the Illusory Door, entered the Suitcase, and overlapped with Little Sun!
Light and shadow interlaced, and fierce winds surged in every direction.
Amid illusory, jumbled sounds, light and darkness erupted in full. As though struck by a terrible impact, the figure entwined around Derrick plummeted backward and downward, disintegrating and vanishing as it let out an unwilling roar.
Several seconds passed before the grayish-white fog and the mysterious space above it fully returned to their usual tranquility. The distorted,