After nearly ten seconds of almost frozen silence, Veros and the other members of the House of Abraham turned their eyes to Fors.
After feeling the mixed emotions of vigilance, wariness, and fear, Fors took the initiative to take a few steps to the side and reminded,
"Be careful of the negative effects."
Even if the Beyonder characteristic hadn't fused with the surrounding objects to form a Sealed Artifact, it still had certain negative effects. However, most of the time, it had to be directly touched to produce any effects. Of course, the Beyonder characteristics here were all High-Sequence Beyonders. No one could be sure if they would take the initiative to expand the range of interference.
Seeing that Fors didn't show any obvious greed, Dorian nodded.
"After you digest the Secrets Sorcerer potion, you can consider advancing to Sequence 3 Wanderer. I'll give you the potion formula and prepare the corresponding ingredients for you. Of course, at this level, the higher one's Sequence was, the greater the danger they faced. This was an objective situation that didn't depend on a person's will or arrangements. When the time comes, it's up to you whether or not you want to advance. "
On the one hand, he said those words to protect his student, and on the other hand, it was to calm her down. He told her that what the House of Abraham had was equivalent to hers. No one would treat her as an outsider and deliberately make things difficult for her during the advancement of her Sequence.
This could effectively eliminate some of the hot-headedness brought about by greed.
And after obtaining so many High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics, Veros and the other members of the House of Abraham weren't too reluctant to part with a Wanderer Beyonder characteristic. They even believed that using it to exchange for "peace" was definitely worth it. After all, there was only one demigod here — Fors.
In a situation where the members of the House of Abraham didn't have the time to use their Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts, and because the seal was on the verge of losing its effectiveness, they didn't dare take out most of their Grade 1 Sealed Artifacts. Fors was completely capable of finishing all of them.
In the face of her teacher's promise, Fors hummed in acknowledgment.
"Has the door to the hidden space been opened?"
She believed that the High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics in front of her came from the House of Abraham's treasury, but they had been thrown back into the real World due to the anomaly from before. However, she also felt that there were clearly too many.
"No." Dorian shook her head slowly, looking confused.
The rest of the members of the House of Abraham remained silent, equally at a loss.
No one would believe that a treasure would fall from the sky if it didn't happen right in front of their eyes!
"Do you want to pray to Mr. Fool?" Fors gave her suggestion.
Dorian, who had a vague guess, immediately looked at Veros and the other family members. She saw that those who had converted to Mr. Fool were nodding in agreement, while those who hadn't were clearly hesitant and wanted to object.
After some consideration, Dorian calmed herself down and said,
"Collect the AoE negative effects in the right way and prevent them from combining with the surrounding objects.
"I'll pray to Mr. Fool."
"Okay." Several members of the House of Abraham hesitated for two seconds before agreeing.
Then, they seized the time to distinguish the characteristics and tried to collect them.
After this group of members had a certain harvest, Dorian retreated to her student Fors's side and lowered his head to pray to Mr. Fool.
Soon, a grayish-white fog and an ancient palace in the depths of the fog appeared in front of his eyes. A lofty and solemn voice echoed in his ears.
A lofty and solemn voice echoed in his ears, "These are Mr. Door's relics.
"The curse on your bloodline has been completely removed."
Mr. Door's relic … Relic … Dorian ruminated over the word, opened his eyes, and cast his gaze at the High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics again.
He watched in silence as his vision gradually turned blurry.
…
East Chester County, in the Hall family's manor.
Alfred and company, who had just figured out the source of the explosion and the cry of "enemy attack," saw the door and window open at the same time, slamming into the wall.
During this process, several pieces of glass shattered.
There's indeed something abnormal … Alfred raised his hand with a solemn expression and said to his adjutant, squire, and his father's guards and personal bodyguards, "Retreat to the main house first.
"Let's return to the main house first to prevent any possible accidents from happening.
"At the same time, send a telegram to the archbishop of the East Chester diocese to request for assistance."
He believed that the most important thing wasn't to investigate the cause of the abnormality, but to protect his father, mother, and sister.
There was plenty of time to do the former after daybreak, but if something went wrong with the latter, there was no way to make up for it.
After returning to the manor's main house and arranging for strict patrols, Alfred walked into the living room and said to Earl Of Hall, "There was indeed an abnormality, but the guard was unable to describe what he saw.
"There was indeed something unusual, but the guard couldn't describe what he saw. He only said that he felt great fear at that moment."
Earl Of Hall nodded calmly.
"We'll do further investigations after daybreak.
"Sit down and rest first."
Beside him, Audrey held her mother's arm and quietly listened to her father and two brothers' conversation.
Of course, this was only on the surface. She had already split out her Virtual Persona in an attempt to find the reason for the strange opening of the door and window from the memories of the witness.
After a few minutes, she ended the investigation in disappointment. She temporarily attributed this abnormality to the influence left behind by the mind dragon, Ariehogg, and Mr. Wrath.
At this moment, she realized that the golden retriever, Susie, had a strange look in her eyes. She hurriedly split out a Virtual Persona and entered her mind island to engage in a hidden conversation.
"What did you discover?" Audrey asked directly.
On Susie's mind island, a voice echoed.
"I smelled a strong scent of blood at the edge of the manor, some time before the door and window opened. Yes, about ten seconds after the explosion."
After hearing that, Audrey pursed her lips and fell silent for a few seconds.
"Let's go take a look."
Susie immediately stopped squatting and tiptoed out of the living room. She left the manor's main house through the side door in the corridor on the first floor.
During this process, people would look at her from time to time, but they didn't mind or try to stop her. After all, she was just a dog, a dog that had mastered Psychological Invisibility.
After walking down the path to the row of buildings furthest from the manor's main house, Susie twitched her nose, chose an open window, and jumped in.
Then she saw on the bed a ghastly body, bloody and stripped of its skin.
And what she saw was equivalent to the Virtual Persona that Audrey resided in her mind island.
In the manor's main house, in the living room, Audrey, who was holding her mother's arm, lowered her head.
Then, she raised her head and let her gaze slowly and deeply sweep across the faces of her father, Earl Hall, her mother, Lady Caitlyn, and her brother, Hibbert, and Alfred.
She maintained her silence and became even more silent.
...
Bayam, inside the Cathedral of Waves.
Alger, who was wearing a robe embroidered with the symbol of a storm, walked up from underground. The Mandated Punishers, priests, and bishops on both sides nodded.
"The seal has returned to normal in time.
"You can put back the items that you are in charge of."
"Yes, Your Excellency Wilson." The Mandated Punishers, priests, and bishops heaved a sigh of relief as they clenched their right fists and punched their left chests.
Alger didn't say anything else and only responded with the same courtesy.
After returning to his room, he slowly looked around, took a light breath, and found a seat to sit down.
The Fool that doesn't belong to this era … Alger silently prayed to Mr. Fool, expressing his intention to leave the Church of the Storm.
The claim that the seal had returned to normal in time could only be trusted by lower-ranking members of the Church. It couldn't be hidden from any cardinal or high-ranking deacon, much less the Pope and the Lord of Storms.
And without Mr. Fool's consent and protection, Alger wouldn't dare to leave the Church of the Storm. That would definitely incur divine retribution.
After a few seconds, he saw the familiar boundless gray fog and heard Mr. Fool's response.
"Yes.
"To the Church of the Sea God."
Phew … Alger relaxed, stood up, and took off his Storm robe.
After changing into a linen shirt, a brown jacket, and wide-legged pants, Alger looked at the cardinal robe that had been discarded on the table and fell silent for a while.
Then, he stretched out his hand and folded the robe neatly.
After carefully scrutinizing it for a few seconds, Alger retracted his gaze, rode the strong winds, and flew out of the cathedral through the open window.
He first flew to the bell tower, landed at the top, and looked down at the surrounding streets and all of Bayam.
During this process, Alger stepped on the edge of the top and slowly circled around.
Finally, he closed his eyes.
A hurricane suddenly blew, sweeping Alger towards the Church of the Sea God.
…
Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.
Klein quietly sat on the high-back chair belonging to The Fool.
His figure would turn incorporeal at times, as though he was wearing a mysterious classical black robe and a hood that concealed his face. At other times, he would return to normal, but he was shrouded in a thin layer of grayish-white fog.
Such changes alternated, and the frequency gradually slowed down.
And every time Klein transformed into a black-robed hooded figure, slippery tentacles with strange patterns would extend out from under his clothes.
These nearly transparent tentacles flailed and flapped, completely occupying the entire palace.
After a while, Klein's figure finally stabilized.
He habitually raised his right hand, rubbed his temples, and muttered silently to himself,
The awakening of the Celestial Worthy's will is faster and more intense than I expected … If I hadn't devoured Zaratul's Beyonder characteristic and used "His" remnant mental mark as a balance to stall for enough time, I wouldn't have been able to adjust in time to prevent "Him" from awakening …
However, this also made Klein's mental state rather unstable.
And the reason why he didn't directly lose control was because the Miracle Invoker potion had been completely digested. And the first Attendant of Mysteries Beyonder characteristic he had just swallowed had mostly been digested in a short period of time after he consumed the potion. The identity of World was the Blessed of the owner of Sefirah Castle, directly equivalent to an Attendant of Mysteries. Therefore, Klein had been acting as an Attendant of Mysteries for a long time in advance and had been rather successful.
As for the second Attendant of Mysteries Beyonder characteristic, it still needed to be digested.
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