The crimson in front of him dissipated, and Derrick Berg once again saw his bedroom and the pure crystal ball.
Ka-cha!
The crystal ball shattered from the inside out, either turning into illusory rays of light that flew into the surrounding void, or falling to the ground with a crackling sound. All of them were sparkling.
Derrick looked at the scene in a daze. From the reflection of the bronze mirror beside him, he discovered that the blood on his face was mottled. He discovered that the back of his right palm had a crimson light swirling inwards, forming a circle that radiated lines.
The strange symbol drilled into the back of his hand in the blink of an eye and disappeared completely.
Derrick was stunned for more than ten bolts of lightning to illuminate the sky before he finally woke up from his dream-like state.
He looked at the crystal ball fragments on the ground, then at the back of his right hand. His gaze gradually darkened.
He walked out of his bedroom and returned to the living room. He opened the door and looked up at the sky above the City of Silver.
A bolt of lightning flashed, and everything was covered in a silver glow. Following that, amidst the rolling thunder, the World returned to darkness. It was a darkness without any light, a darkness so deep and heavy that it left one in despair.
Derrick clenched his hands into fists. There was no joy in his eyes, only sadness and pain.
But he was no longer at a loss.
…
Phew, I've tricked another member. No, I've recruited another member … Klein shook his head and laughed, mocking Tarot's current strength.
The leader, The Fool, was only a Sequence 9, and had just digested the Seer potion!
And the City of Silver that the Sun said was hopeless had at least three high-ranked Sequence 4 Beyonders!
One more time, and I can explain the situation to the Captain and make a special request. Once I become a Clown, I won't just be a support anymore. Klein didn't stop. He extended his spirituality, wrapped it around his body, and descended rapidly.
Passing through the gray fog and the ravings, he returned to his room and dispelled the wall of spirituality.
Following that, Klein picked up the key, opened the door, and went to the two rooms that Dunn had booked. After confirming that the Captain and Frye hadn't returned, he walked to the first floor and pushed the key to the boss.
The boss glanced at the wall clock and gave him a thumbs up.
"Well done!"
Hey, why do you think I open a "hourly room"? Klein opened his mouth to explain, but in the end, he decided to let the other party continue to misunderstand.
Feeling wronged, he comforted himself.
Hmm, this way he won't be able to mention in front of the captain that I booked another room!
After going out and pretending to walk around, Klein did a quick divination and returned to the hotel based on the results. He went straight to the second floor and, as he expected, saw Dunn and Frye in one of the rooms discussing the results of the investigation.
"It can be confirmed that the wraith only appeared in the last two to three months." Dunn looked at Klein, who opened the door and came in, nodded and gave a conclusion.
Klein immediately echoed, "Of course.
"My investigation has also confirmed this …"
He picked out the key points from the previous questions and said, "Heh, a townsman named Gray the Rascal claimed that he had a portrait of the first Baron Lamud in his house. He said that it was an antique oil painting from more than a thousand years ago."
"Don't tell me you spent money to buy it?" Dunn's gray eyes flickered. He was stunned for a moment before he asked directly.
Captain, do you think I'm such a gullible idiot? Klein laughed dryly.
"No, no. Although I'm only a history student, I've attended some archaeology classes. I have a certain amount of experience in this area and can tell if it's real or not. Heh, the person in the oil painting looks like my history teacher, Mr. Aztec."
He mentioned the most important matter in a casual and nonchalant manner.
As expected, Dunn didn't pay attention to this. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "A town with ancient ruins like this is always filled with all kinds of antiques. I just met a townsman who was selling Baron Lamud's silver wine glasses."
"Someone tried to sell me the Lamud family's emblem. He said that it was dug out from the castle," Frye echoed.
Klein subconsciously asked, "You didn't buy it, right?"
Frye looked at him, and he looked back at Frye. Neither of them continued the topic.
"The next mission is for you or Frye, who has recovered, to take Sealed Artifact 3-0782 to a deserted place outside the town. Otherwise, most of the people in the inn will become idiots who only know how to praise the Sun. You first, or Frye?" Dunn said as he looked at Klein with his gray eyes.
"Me." Klein raised his hand slightly and smiled. "It's not too late. I can get a good night's sleep when I come back. Is it a two-hour rotation?"
"Yes, Frye. Go with Klein and confirm the location of the handover." Dunn turned to look at Corpse Collector Frye. During the investigation, he had found an opportunity to pass Sealed Artifact 3-0782 to Frye. Otherwise, Frye would have long been purified and started praising the Sun. As for Frye, he didn't have enough time to recover and could only last for another three hours.
"Alright." Frye took out the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem from the inside of his black windbreaker and handed it to Klein.
Klein received it curiously. He felt that the emblem's metal was warm to the touch, as if there was hot water flowing inside.
The warm light was like a ripple, spreading outwards layer by layer, bringing with it a pure smell. At the same time, Klein felt that the dark gold Sacred Emblem with the symbol of the Sun was constantly cleansing his spirituality, removing impurities and leaving behind purity.
Indeed, a Sealed Artifact has a very dangerous side to it. A moment of carelessness can lead to death, or even more tragic than death … He muttered to himself as he wore Sealed Artifact 3-0782 inside his clothes.
After confirming the condition of the revolver, charm, and cane, he and Frye walked out of the room, left the inn, and headed straight for the outskirts of Lamud Town.
The two circled the sparse and quiet forest and confirmed that there was no one alive within dozens of meters.
"If anyone comes near, chase them away," Frye reminded him coldly. "I'll take over in two hours."
"No problem," Klein replied with a smile.
Watching Frye walk into the town, he found the half-height rock he had been eyeing. He plucked a leaf from the side and wiped its surface.
Then, he touched the top of the rock with his finger and observed his finger under the crimson moonlight.
After confirming that there was no mistake, Klein lifted his black windbreaker and sat down.
Don't stand if you can sit! He added silently in his heart.
After a few minutes of silence, he looked at the dark, silent, and frighteningly deep forest. He could not help but stand up and take out different small metal bottles from a hidden pocket on the inside of his clothes. He sprinkled herbal powder and essential oil extract around the rocks.
Then, Klein recited an incantation in Hermes. With the help of the materials, spirituality surged out and sealed the area he was in.
He had two goals for this simple ritual. First, he didn't need to rely on a Seer's premonition of danger to prevent corpses and ghosts from sneaking up on him. Second, he wanted to disperse mosquitoes …
It was a hundred times more effective than floral water! Satisfied, Klein sat down again.
After sitting in a daze for a few minutes, he curiously took down Sealed Artifact 3-0782 and carefully examined the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem.
I wonder if I can divine its origin and special source … Suddenly, an interesting idea flashed through Klein's mind. He took out a piece of paper and a fountain pen he carried with him and wrote a divination statement:
"The source of the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem in my hand."
As a qualified and true Seer, Klein had long been prepared for divination at any time.
After reciting the divination statement seven times, he closed his eyes and entered a state of Cogitation. Using it as a springboard, he began his own dream.
In the dream, he only saw pure light. Other than that, there was nothing else.
"Yes, the Church must have tried it with other Seers in the past. There's no source on the information, which means that they didn't obtain any effective results, just like what happened to me just now …" Klein sighed and thought, "I wonder what the results will be after eliminating the interference?"
As soon as this thought surfaced, it immediately occupied his mind, making his curiosity reach its peak.
After hesitating for more than ten minutes, he saw that the night was quiet and there was no one around. He was hidden in the woods and wouldn't be seen by passersby, so he stood up, took four steps counterclockwise in the wall of spirituality, and once again entered the world above the gray fog.
In the majestic palace, Klein sat at the end of the long ancient table, conjuring a yellowish-brown goatskin, a black fountain pen, and the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem in front of him.
"It feels quite real …" He picked up Sealed Artifact 3-0782 and weighed it in his hand. He felt that its shape and touch were the same as the outside world.
Conjuring it directly based on my feelings? Klein muttered and wrote down the divination statement again:
"The source of the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem in my hand."
After reciting it seven times, he took the goatskin and Sealed Artifact 3-0782, leaned back, and entered the dream.
In the gray, illusory World, Klein saw a drop of golden, warm, and bright liquid.
It floated above the altar, and in front of it stood a man dressed in a classic white robe.
The man's back was all that could be seen. He had lost all signs of life, and he slowly fell towards the altar.
At that moment, the Sun Sacred Emblem in his hand touched the drop of golden liquid, and the latter quickly seeped into it.
When Klein saw this, the dream quickly faded, and he woke up.
"So it's because it has fused with the drop of golden liquid that this Sacred Emblem can always be effective and can't be controlled. Yes, at least it has been decades since it was discovered, and its purifying ability hasn't declined … I wonder what that drop of golden liquid is … Some kind of high-grade Beyonder material?" Klein played with the conjured Sealed Artifact 3-0782 in his hand and fell into deep thought.
After a few minutes of consideration, he tried to make the conjured Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem split the golden liquid in reverse according to his feelings in the dream.
Klein looked in shock and amazement at the emblem that was no longer warm and pure. He looked at the floating drop of golden liquid and had a higher evaluation of the mysterious space above the gray fog.
This was enough to be called magical, even if it was just an illusory object that had been separated!
"The source of this drop of golden liquid." He wrote a new divination statement in excitement.
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