Klein originally thought his "wish" ability was something he could freely exercise as long as he didn't exceed a certain limit. Who would have guessed that its effect stemmed not merely from his extraordinary traits? In short, a "miracle master" must first gather and fulfill a variety of wishes before he can, during combat, bring specific situations to reality by making wishes to himself. At the beginning, the wishes Klein could fulfill were quite modest, requiring step-by-step accumulation before he could create true "miracles"—he could not simply wish for what he wanted whenever he pleased. "Well, if I'm to shift my position like Kotar, the Dark Wolf Mage, by means of wishes—then I'd have to first fulfill a number of similar wishes, originating from others, ranging from simple to more complex. Fortunately, there's a clever workaround: I can use 'The Crawling Hunger' and 'The Staff of Stars' to satisfy the corresponding wishes, without having to start from the simplest ones. That is to walk among the real world, as the highest-tier "magician," allowing different people to witness "miracles" and fulfill their wishes. "It's no wonder that the ancient title of the Dark Mage Wolf was 'God of Wishes'... As this faith spreads, many people express their desires through prayer, enabling the 'miracle-worker' to respond from a distance—making the role considerably simpler and saving considerable time. Yet the issue remains: the potion is called 'Miracle-Worker,' not 'God of Wishes.' The performer is not expected to embody a deity, and there remains a significant gap between the two. Klein lightly tapped the edge of the weathered long table, murmuring a few silent words to himself. During his recent inspection, he realized that the potion he had just consumed had already been largely digested—after all, he had repeatedly achieved "miracles," even resurrecting himself three times over. Of course, Klein found this quite clever, as his ability to create such miracles and pre-emptively enact them largely depended on the "Source Citadel." "It's as though everything has been orchestrated..." he quietly sighed, feeling a sense of relief, yet growing increasingly serious and vigilant. As for who might have orchestrated this, he had one suspect: the entity known as the "Mysterious," mentioned by the ancient Sun God, possibly the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun." What puzzled Klein even more was that, after his promotion to Sequence 2 and transformation into an angel, the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" had not appeared—had not even begun to awaken within him. This was entirely different from his expectations. "Even a single trace remains—except for the inevitable original spiritual imprint, yes, the original spiritual imprint left behind within the extraordinary nature... Has 'Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Tian Zun' already completely passed away, having arranged everything and lost the ability to influence me anymore, to revive within me? If that's truly the case, then I must sincerely thank Him!" Cai Ren self-joked a bit, standing up with a mixture of caution and curiosity. With a thought, he materialized directly upon the gray, misty clouds and arrived at the strange luminous gate. He glanced at the numerous transparent "silk cocoons" suspended above his head, then slowly extended his right hand and touched the gate. Having fully become the master of this mysterious realm, he had, upon his return, clearly recognized a fact: the strange luminous gate was indeed the core of this space, the true "Source Citadel," while the boundless void belonged to the divine realm inherent to the Citadel itself. As for the ancient palace, the bronze long table with twenty-two high-backed chairs, and the everyday objects that the Tarot Circle members typically manifest, Caine believes these are manifestations of the "wish" force. That is, when he desires a certain palace or gathering space in his heart, "The Source Fortress" fulfills that wish. Since his wish lacks specific details, "The Source Fortress" draws upon scenes from past similar wishes—Caine suspects that the ancient Greek-style palace and the long table with precisely twenty-two high-backed chairs were both manifestations originally made by the entity once believed to be the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Deity." As Caine's right hand slowly moved inch by inch along the edge of the luminous gate, this time his palm did not pass directly through—it touched upon a tangible presence. Suddenly, the gate itself began to tremble slightly, and the suspended "silkworm cocoons," each bearing a human silhouette, started to sway in unison. Above the gray and white mist, within the boundless void of an ancient palace, skyscrapers rise swiftly, cars appear one after another, and pedestrians emerge suddenly. In one residential neighborhood, within a simple rented apartment, a dim energy-efficient lamp illuminates the window. This was the scene of the old city before the disaster of the First Age—this was where Klein once lived. He surveyed the room, sighed, and let all of it fade from view. "Indeed, I can now begin to harness the power of the 'Fortress of Origins'... With this, if I am already near the level of the Angel King atop the gray mist, and if the authority I display goes beyond mere 'miracles'—encompassing also elements of 'Traveling Magician' and 'Fate's Steed'—then, should I return to the real world, I would not only be able to further leverage the 'Fortress of Origins''s essence, but also directly draw upon certain powers. This should allow me to establish a nascent divine realm, within which I could reach the Sequence 1 level. Alas, I still cannot yet utilize the higher-tier extraordinary abilities of the 'Thief' and the 'Apprentice' in the real world." While assessing the situation, Kline turned his gaze toward the translucent 'silkworm cocoons' suspended above the portal. He ultimately decided not to release the individuals within, for that would inevitably be exploited by Amun. After confirming all aspects, Kline returned to the ancient palace and took his seat in the high-backed chair of the 'Fool'. He remembered that certain memories had been sealed, so he summoned the sheet from among the clutter. Upon unfolding it, Caine's gaze grew steady, his lips moving softly as he murmured: "Old Days, Outer Gods, the Stars, the Cosmological Beings, beyond the Sequences... it all makes sense now..." At that moment, he fully understood the significance of the past divine wars, the possible origin of the End Times, and why the Seven Gods had allowed the rise of the "Black Emperor" and had remained indifferent to the return of the "Red Angel" as a malevolent spirit. Based on the information provided by Leonard and the "Justice" lady, Roon has secured the final victory, and the "God of War" is likely already fallen... That is, the goddess has succeeded, though it remains unclear what further conditions she still needs to reach the level of the "Ancient Ones" above the sequence... Wait, I should immediately summon Arodos to inquire about the specific details from all angles and grasp the current situation... As this thought arises, Caine recalls various past details, connecting them together: "The 'Mother Goddess' of unknown origin could have successfully assumed the role of Queen of the Giants for several thousand years without being recognized—this feat was absolutely impossible without secret assistance... Hmm, the goddess has been planning and preparing since the Third Age, if not even the late stages of the Second Age?" "Feeling—it feels even more terrifying than Amun... 'Seclusion' can only conceal traces across various aspects, mislead observations and divinations, but it cannot make someone truly disguise themselves. 'The Earth Mother' could impersonate Omébela without raising suspicion from 'Ares'; perhaps there are other factors at play... for instance, has some entity managed to steal the destiny of the Giant Queen?" At that time, there was only one being with the authority to participate in this matter—the ancient sun god, the second creator, father of Amun and Adam… "If indeed that's the case, then the goddess and the ancient sun god must have had a long-standing collaboration, stretching back to when the primordial essence awakened within the new creator. This also explains why, when the 'Shadow Angel' Sathelir sought allies, the goddess was the first choice—of course, the element of 'secrecy' was equally significant. "From the very moment the goddess secured the uniqueness of the 'Death God' path, she has been orchestrating her strategy: on one hand, she entrusted me with the responsibilities of the artificial Death God faction of the Spiritual Order in Beckland, presenting everything as normal; on the other hand, she failed to adequately address individuals or entities who might have noticed inconsistencies, leading to leaks. As a result, in the eyes of the 'War God,' the goddess appears to be desperately trying to conceal secrets, yet due to the ongoing integration of the uniqueness, her control is insufficient, and thus her efforts fall short. "Whether it was allowing George III to become the 'Black Emperor' or assisting me in disrupting the opposing He shook his head, producing a scroll and a brush, and wrote to himself a reminder: "Always remember that you are he, not Him."