Illusionary world projection, dream is coming!
Twelve wings of light appeared behind Klein, similar to the "Dream Angel" recorded in many church scriptures.
The entire Winter County seemed to be trapped in a brilliant dream at this moment, and many believers in the dark night seemed to have seen the "First Pope".
"Come!" Klein stretched out his hand again and summoned the Sea of Dreams.
Rumble... The surging Sea of Dreams slammed down and slammed the "Battle Angel" and the "Angel of Life" into the fantasy world!
The fantasy world is Klein's home court. He has enough confidence to take these two angels away from Winter County completely. As for the others, he can no longer interfere.
Rumble!
The power of the Sea of Dreams is sudden and difficult to guard against. Among them, the "Battle Angel" has no ability to resist at all and is washed into the depths of the fantasy world by the sea water. It will take a long time for him to get out by himself.
But the Angel of Life stood still, to Klein's surprise. Facing the dreamy sea water that was rushing towards him, he remained calm and alone.
"Is this your last resort?" The Angel of Life remained calm and maintained a strong suppression on Klein in the fantasy world.
"How is it possible?" Even Klein in the gray fog was stunned at this moment.
"Why is it impossible?" The Angel of Life seemed to be laughing, and even the fantasy world was a little brighter.
"You are..." Klein seemed to have sensed something with the power of the Dream Angel, and subconsciously thought of running away. With a thought, he directly tore open the road to Utopia.
"Utopia" is still his most solid backing besides "Source Castle", and no one in the fantasy world can set foot except Truman and Russell.
"Stop!" The Angel of Life said softly.
At this moment, the surging sea of dreams was instantly silent, without any waves, and the passage that appeared behind Klein also dissipated directly, and Klein was unable to get in.
"..." If this was not a historical projection, Klein would have been sweating coldly.
Now the facts are very clear. This "Angel of Life" has a higher authority in the fantasy world than him!
And Klein can be sure that this "Angel of Life" is not any of the ones recorded in the "Fantasy Canon". There must be a big trick in this.
Buzz!
Klein suddenly looked at the side of the "Angel of Life". The space there fluctuated slightly, and an angel of the same stature as the "Angel of Life" walked out.
It was an exquisite life-size doll, with an impeccable beautiful face, wearing a very ancient scarlet and complicated long dress.
Like the "Angel of Life" who wore the "Tears of the Goddess of Beauty" last time, he represented the concept of "beauty" itself.
"A doll? Or an 'ancient evil'?!" Klein took a deep breath.
Of course, the puppet has far more secrets than just this one. Klein sensed a strong dreamlike phosphorescent aura on him.
And from a causal point of view, this puppet and the "Angel of Life" belong to the same person!
The reason why the "Angel of Life" can easily calm the waves of the Sea of Dreams is because of this puppet.
"Is it a creation of dreams? Are you the same as the 'Secret Angel'?" Klein suddenly stopped panicking. At worst, he would die once, but what he cares more about now is the huge secret hidden in it!
When he first saw the "Secret Angel", Klein judged from the dreamlike phosphorescent aura on the "Secret Angel" that he had a close relationship with dreams.
And now this puppet gave Klein the same feeling.
His spirituality clearly told him that this "Angel of Life" had separated a part of himself related to dreams and put it on the puppet, otherwise he would be the same as the "Secret Angel".
The "Angel of Life" glanced at Klein and said, "Did you see the abnormality of 'Secret'?"
Klein was relieved. Today, he probably didn't need to pay the price of his life.
"No, I just have some doubts and can't confirm them." Klein answered honestly.
"Angel of Life" nodded slightly and stopped paying attention to Klein. The puppet stretched out his hand and gently drew a line in the fantasy world.
The boundary between the fantasy world and reality blurred, presenting the scene of the outside world.
Klein didn't dare to ask, and he couldn't go back to "Utopia", so he had to be vigilant secretly while paying attention to the situation of the Quiet Temple in the outside world.
"You can't move in the fantasy world, and it's time." "Angel of Life" looked at the chaotic battlefield and nodded suddenly.
"Me?" Klein frowned slightly. He couldn't beat the "Angel of Life", so his impact on the battle situation was small.
"You are the Angel of Dreams." The "Angel of Life" glanced at Klein and reminded him, "You represent Truman. Taking you away is a test of Dreams. I don't know his attitude, otherwise no one would dare to destroy the Quiet Temple."
"This..." Klein opened his mouth slightly and reacted. Whether he admitted it or not, he was already labeled as "Supreme Dreams".
His appearance in the Temple of Tranquility would surely cause all parties to be suspicious and doubtful, suspecting that this was Dream's attitude.
Taking Klein away was a test. If no other Dream angels appeared, it would prove one thing: at least on the surface, Dream would not interfere in this war.
Klein frowned and looked at the chaotic battlefield. He felt that many of the angels had slowed down their attacks, waiting for something.
But that minute passed, and ten minutes passed, and still no dream angel appeared.
"It's started." The "Angel of Life" smiled.
Boom...
A silent roar came from outside Winter County, and countless red flames flashed across the night sky, covering the sky and the earth, densely packed.
This is the army of the "Weather Warlock". With the order, they launched the latest round of attacks, which were more fierce than the previous ones!
"Fighting for God is my honor, and your honor!" The Patriarch Larion of the Church of the God of War appeared on the scene for the first time. He looked at the Quiet Cathedral, and his eyes burst into a fanaticism that seemed to be real.
"Mother will take care of you." Roland, the matriarch of the Church of the Mother Earth, also appeared. The appearance of the two crowns brought a terrible morale blessing to the armies of the two churches.
Matriarch Roland looked at the Quiet Church, and a wooden staff with a few emerald green leaves appeared in her hand.
He gently threw the wooden staff down, and in just a few seconds, the wooden staff became a towering tree, with branches that continued to spread and cut off the Pope of the Church of Darkness in the air!
"Kill!" The Patriarch dragged the Dusk Giant Sword and personally went into battle and began to charge!
"Look over there." The Angel of Life gestured.
Klein looked over and saw that at the edge of the boundless plain, a patch of orange-red light suddenly surged!