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    Chapter 184: Afternoon Town

    That is… Reflected in Klein’s eyes was something almost completely transparent.

    It seemed to be the shell of something. At times, it shrank back a little and vanished from Klein’s field of vision. At other times, it protruded outward as though blown by an invisible wind, revealing a faint outline.

    Using it as an anchor, he looked higher and saw a smear of deep green close to black quietly standing there.

    Like the color of trees in a dark forest… Klein muttered, completely unable to imagine what that “color” and that “thing” symbolized. He could only boldly guess that it might be related to further control over the mysterious space above the gray fog.

    Without trying to do useless work, he jumped down from the stairway that seemed to lead to heaven and returned to the palace he had manifested.

    Taking the Queen of Mysteries’ existence into consideration, Klein did a little tidying, then left the space above the gray fog and returned to the washroom in his room.

    After dealing with the aftermath, he walked step by step to his suitcase, found the Sun Brooch, and pinned it to his double-breasted frock coat.

    After all that trouble, the types of mystical items he could use and carry had returned to the same state as when he had been in Backlund. However, he was now Sequence 5. He now possessed one of the most difficult abilities to deal with below the demigod level. He was now, in the truest sense, a powerhouse of the Beyonder world.

    “Normally speaking, I should be very excited and happy, but in truth I’m not. I’m not even as excited as I was when I finally found the mermaids… Because, to me, this is only another step taken toward revenge. The goal I truly want to reach is still far away…

    “Next, I need to summarize the acting rules, digest the Marionettist potion, and look for the corresponding Sequence 4 formula and ingredients. Mm. These things will have to wait until I leave this sea. I can ask Mr. Azik, Will Auceptin, and the magic mirror Arrodes in turn…

    “Heh. I should relax my mind and body over the next few days. If the mind is stretched too tight, it will snap, leading to signs of losing control…” Klein turned and looked at the full-length mirror inside the room. He saw himself standing nearly 1.8 meters tall, with black hair and brown eyes, a thin face, and sharply defined features. He wore a white shirt and frock coat, a bow tie, a top hat, and a dark-gold sunbird brooch. His expression was calm, and his gaze was dark and deep.

    After silently looking for a while, he raised both hands, adjusted the buttons at his cuffs, and patted down his black frock coat.

    Lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the layers of gray, gloomy buildings ahead.

    Demon Hunter Colin Iliad, carrying two swords on his back, pointed across from them and said, “That is Afternoon Town.”

    His gray-white hair, neglected and unkempt, constantly swayed in the wind blowing across the wilderness.

    So soon… Derrick, holding the Axe of Hurricane, sighed inwardly in surprise.

    He soon understood that this was reasonable. After all, the Giant King’s Court itself lay in a region near the City of Silver, and Afternoon Town was one of the key nodes connecting the two.

    With the help of lightning that lit up the dark night, he saw the appearance of Afternoon Town clearly. It was built at the foot of a mountain and naturally divided into upper, middle, and lower levels. Although it was called a town, it was no smaller than most ruins discovered by the City of Silver.

    Here, gray stones had been piled into different houses. Some were hollowed out from whole blocks and reached nearly ten meters high. Others were like Derrick’s current home, so low that a normal human seemed capable of touching the ceiling.

    These buildings were arranged tightly together, spreading outward. Some had already collapsed, while others still stood firm. Yet all of them were stained by traces of age, decay, and ruin.

    This is completely different…

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