BXBX NOVEL Chapter 399: Dream Sect
Chapter 399: Dream Sect
There was also an ascetic monk, and Klein sent him to the church of the "True Creator." In his opinion, the "True Creator Church" should be the church that inherited the inheritance of the Creator of the Third Age, and even the holy scriptures were not changed.
Klein sighed as he watched them go their separate ways, but he quickly put the matter aside because the Dream Pope summoned him!
"Dream Pope Hermes..." Klein was very curious about this one of the pioneers of human mysticism, so he took the Secret Puppet directly to the Dream Temple.
The Dream Temple located in the northern suburbs of Solomon's Imperial Capital is very low-key, and its architecture is far less gorgeous and dreamy than the Fantasy Temple. Just standing in front of the temple, Klein felt an ancient mysterious atmosphere.
The style of the entire church is in bright light tones, and the main body is made of white marble. There are no luxurious decorations.
"Archbishop John, please come with me." Priest Dream led Klein to walk in the church.
The Temple of Dreams is a little too quiet. There are many believers who come here to worship, but they are all extremely pious and dare not disturb the peace of Dreams.
"Please come in." In a reception room deep in the church, Klein heard the very pure ancient Hermes language.
Soon he saw the dream pope whom he had only seen in the dream scripture.
The pope wore a simple white robe. His hair was completely white, but it was still thick enough. There were not many wrinkles on his face, and his appearance was unremarkable.
"Come and sit down." The pope was a little too kind. He waved and asked Klein to sit under him.
"I've met the Pope." Klein lowered his head slightly to show respect.
"I've wanted to meet you for a long time." Hermes' tone always gave Klein the same soothing feeling as Audrey Hall.
So, this is an "audience"? Perhaps he is the most powerful "audience" besides that person... Klein himself can do dual pathways, and there is no reason why others can't.
"Why?" Klein asked.
"You are the person favored by dreams. The last person favored was Bernadette." Hermes explained.
Bernadette? The Queen of Mystery, Russell's daughter... Klein nodded, and he also understood that the "favor" here probably meant dual pathways.
It seems that Klein has only met the Pope in front of him.
"At the same time, you are also a person favored by fate." Hermes continued.
"All the favors of fate have been priced secretly." Klein thought of the gray mist and the cloak.
Hermes was noncommittal, then thought about it and asked, "So do you have any questions for me?"
"This is the oracle of dreams."
"Of course, you can also save the opportunity until the angels come. At that time, you can also ask any angel from the Dream Religion to answer your questions."
Klein was silent for a while. He knew a lot of secrets, but not enough. But he also knew that angels were probably at a very subtle level, and there were some things that only angels could know.
"Thank you." Klein thanked him sincerely.
"Tuk-du!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Teacher Hermes, can I come in?" This was a female voice, which seemed somewhat familiar.
"Come in." Hermes had already stood up, ready to introduce to Klein.
The next moment the door was pushed open, and a bright-looking, tall lady walked in.
This lady was wearing a girlish yellow cake skirt and a black soft hat. Her long chestnut hair hung down to her waist. Her eyes were blue and deep, as if they were a condensed ocean.
"Bernadette Gustave! Russell's eldest daughter!"
The first time Klein saw this lady, he already gave the answer.
It turns out she is the eldest niece. I am Uncle Zhou who lives in the bed next to your dad's... This thought flashed through Klein's mind instantly.
But he definitely didn't dare to show it, "I've seen the mysterious angel."
Klein bowed slightly and saluted.
"Mysterious Angel" is Bernadette's angel title in the Dream Sect.
"Yeah!" The "Queen of Mystery" looked at Klein and nodded lightly.
"Teacher Hermes, can I take him away?" Bernadette asked Hermes.
"Why?" Hermes asked curiously.
"It's my father's order." Bernadette replied
"That's okay." Hermes sold Klein just like that.
Klein suddenly felt that it might not be a good thing for him to come to the Solomon Empire.
The density of angels here is too ridiculous. It's still Russell's base camp, so something might be exposed.
"Please!" Bernadette looked at Klein and made a please gesture.
Klein used his "clown" ability to force a smile and said, "I wonder why Duke Russell knows my name?"
Oh, by the way, the Gustav family is now also an angel family, and Russell is still the Duke of the Empire.
"I also want to know why, why don't you tell me?" Bernadette's eyes fell on Klein, putting great pressure on him.
Klein had no choice but to follow Bernadette out of the reception room.
There was no communication between the two of them. They walked all the way to the deepest place and saw the dream icon.
It is a real dream icon, almost exactly the same as the one in the fantasy world temple.
"Go up." Klein followed Bernadette's fingers and saw a crystal ball the size of a human head on the altar under the dream icon.
This crystal ball is very similar to the one obtained by Klein, except that it is larger at this moment, and a more mellow and rich dreamy phosphorescence surges inside.
"Illusion world?" Klein had a feeling. This feeling was very obvious. This was probably an anchor point of the illusion world in the real world.
"You don't have to tell me, He's not going to tell me." Bernadette's voice was filled with dissatisfaction and complaint.
Klein's eyes twitched slightly as he slowly walked up to the altar and stretched out his hand to press on it.
At this moment, it was as if the whole world exploded, and endless streams of light flashed in Klein's eyes. He saw the illusion world, and saw a certain "wonderland" hidden deep in the illusion world - the Tower of Babel.
Klein's pupils shrank suddenly. This was a place he often went to, where he could get in close contact with some of the people who had the most similar thoughts to him. Most of the people there were also good friends of Klein.
His mind was shaken before, and this tower could be regarded as one of his spiritual pillars.
Its existence prevented Klein from falling into the deepest loneliness.
"Something happened to the Curly Baboon Research Society!" This thought flashed through Klein's mind.