Kallen did not turn to look back, because the moment that voice rang out, he realized what had happened.
In this place, when a little girl's voice appeared and called you "Dad," it was perfectly clear whose identity you had been placed in.
Besides, Kallen had considerable experience with being "mistaken" for that person.
It was precisely because of this that he had successfully deceived opponents several times by playing the "Great Being."
Puer had complained about why her own "performance" had failed. All one could say was that imagination still came from reality.
As for the situation now,
A spiritual imprint?
A memory fragment?
Had it already remained here, or had this environment helped preserve it?
Kallen began analyzing and looking for the cause.
The Divine Temple had sealed away "Lost Paradise." His grandfather had blown up the Divine Temple with godhead fragments, creating cracks here, and the gluttonous old man Lister often came over for a treat.
To some extent, Lister's actions had lowered the security alert here. After all, someone had already explored the way.
But as luck would have it, when he came, he stepped on a mine.
Kallen did not feel particularly wronged, either. Because he shared certain characteristics with the God of Order, the Ankara fragment sealed inside the Moon Order God Church's Divine Son had once mistaken his back for her father's.
What he ought to consider now was how to leave this "vortex."
He really did not like constantly prying into other people's secrets, even a god's secrets.
If it meant picking a hole in a wall and bringing over a chair to sit there and peep, he would find it despicable, but if he was forced to watch, then he might as well watch;
The problem was that this sort of