"Pleasure" was a Sequence 6 of the Demoness pathway. He had obtained its complete formula when he mediated with Madam Sharon. Although it was usually difficult to recall the exact details, and he had to rely on dream divination to recreate it, he would still find it familiar when he really heard the main ingredients, and he would make the connection.
He couldn't help but turn his head to size up the buyer. From his skin color, figure, voice, and the unconcealed outline of his face, he confirmed that he was a man.
The prerequisite of Demoness of Pleasure is Witch. Regardless of their original gender, as long as they pass that stage, they will all be women. This person clearly isn't one … He hasn't become a Witch yet, so why is he seeking to purchase the main ingredient of a Demoness of Pleasure? Hmm … Could he be helping someone buy it? Is he the partner or loyal subordinate of a certain "witch"?
However, as a rather ancient secret organization that has been passed down to this day, the Demoness Sect shouldn't be lacking in the corresponding ingredients. With their nature, it's normal for them to use the Beyonder characteristics left behind by former members to concoct a potion … The Witch behind the buyer has lost contact with the organization?
Amidst his thoughts, Klein had the urge to follow the buyer.
But after careful consideration, he rationally gave up on this idea. Ignoring the fact that he couldn't bypass Eye of Wisdom's defensive measures and lock onto the other party's tracks, just the fact that the other party's situation was unclear and he didn't have time to make a divination was enough to make him choose to follow his heart's wishes.
What if there's more than one Witch, and there are other relatively powerful Beyonders?
Besides, it's a good thing for a Witch to advance to a Demoness of Pleasure. The former will spread calamity and harm many innocent people, but once she becomes a Demoness, her target will be "pleasure." To put it simply, she'll be less harmful to society … Klein mumbled.
An adult Widow Spider's Silk Gland was already considered a relatively valuable and rare Beyonder ingredient. Just like the Thousand-faced Hunter's mutated pituitary gland and the Human-skinned Shadow characteristic that Klein needed to advance to Sequence 6, it was almost equivalent to half a house in the capital. Therefore, the buyer didn't receive a satisfactory answer.
To be precise, no one gave him an answer.
The atmosphere of the gathering turned silent until the chubby Apothecary began selling the medicine he had brought.
After his previous attempts, he had many repeat customers. In less than three minutes, he sold all the items he could sell and earned more than 50 pounds in cash.
As Eye of Wisdom announced the end of the gathering, the participants left through different passageways in different order and intervals.
Klein was located in the middle of the city. After taking a detour to another secluded street and removing his disguise, he immediately rushed to East Borough. He arrived at Black Palm Street in the cold and smelly night and entered the one-bedroom apartment he rented. On the way, he bought an armpit holster.
Without resting, he took out his revolver, opened the iron box containing the Beyonder bullets, and took out two purifying bullets, two demon-hunting bullets, and one exorcism bullet. He stuffed them into the holes and fired them in the empty magazine.
After getting into position and testing the feel and whether he could fire normally, Klein placed the revolver into his armpit holster and busied himself with other preparations.
For example, he checked if there were any abnormalities with the All-Black Eye in the iron cigar case. He also placed the Aztec copper whistle into the iron box containing the bullets. With the help of the Holy Night Powder, he created a sealed wall of spirituality that stuck close to the surface, completing the shielding of the ancient and exquisite copper whistle.
After confirming the respective shapes and locations of the three charms, Klein went above the gray fog to do a divination. Then, he put on his cap and went out again.
His target was 32 Verdi Street south of the Bridge, the place where the thief had found the Master Key!
There might be clues to the Apprentice's subsequent formulas or related items there. Klein had long wanted to explore it, but he suspected that the person who had died tragically had turned into a wraith creature. He didn't dare to take action until he bought the Purifying Bullets.
Magicians never perform unprepared!
Before the steam subway stopped operating, Klein used the most economical method to arrive south of the Bridge. He then switched to a public carriage and arrived near Verdi Street.
At that moment, it was already late at night. It was drizzling with a biting chill in Baekeland. There were almost no pedestrians on the streets, and the light from the gas lamps was blurred by the liquid on the glass surface, making everything look like a dream.
Klein circled around and observed the situation of Unit 32. He came to its side, climbed to the second floor, and easily entered the target's interior through the balcony door that the thief had opened but obviously couldn't be closed again.
He didn't bring the Master Key, afraid that the item would cause an abnormal chain reaction here.
The layout of the house was the same as normal. A corridor connected to the balconies on both sides ran through the entire second floor. On both sides of the corridor were bedrooms, washrooms, solarium, living rooms, and other rooms.
With the help of the crimson moonlight that shone in from the balcony, Klein saw that all the doors here had been opened. All sorts of items were strewn all over the ground in a mess.
It must've been done by the thief from before. He couldn't take all the items, so he could only search for the most valuable ones … However, since he has the Master Key, there's no need for him to open the door … Klein checked each room, searching for items that might be related to mysticism.
After an unknown period of time, he arrived at the staircase in his black gloves without finding anything.
Just as he took two steps down, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him!
The figure was clinging to the wall at the corner of the staircase. Its back was facing Klein, and the black hair at the back of its head was so thick that it almost covered its neck.
Before Klein, who had already activated his Spirit Vision, could observe it, the figure suddenly moved!
As his neck creaked, his head turned around, but his back was still facing the second floor!
In the hazy, weak, and illusory crimson light, the figure's eyeballs were completely protruding out, filled with fear.
Pa! Pa!
The two eyeballs fell to the ground.
Bang!
The figure's head separated from its neck and smashed onto the wooden staircase.
It's long dead. There's no spiritual light … Klein watched calmly and judged, as though everything that had just happened was a farce.
He made a guess from the person's old black clothes and the many open rooms on the second floor, believing that it was another thief, one that had visited this house after the previous thief.
But unfortunately, he wasn't that lucky.
Could it be that the Master Key is actually restraining the "danger" here? Once it's taken away, everything will erupt? Klein drew his revolver, adjusted the firing position and trigger, and walked down the stairs to the corpse's side.
He squatted down and did a brief examination, but he couldn't find any other cause of death other than a broken neck.
After a few seconds of silence, Klein stood up and carefully walked down. Even though the bottom of his feet was made of wood, he didn't make a creaking sound.
One step, two steps, three steps. He finished walking down the stairs and stepped onto the ground.
In front of him was a corridor that connected both sides. The crimson moonlight shone in, faintly outlining the outline of the balcony. On both sides of the corridor, the doors were wide open, revealing the messy scene of items scattered inside. There was no living room, dining room, or kitchen.
This was the second floor!
Klein went down from the second floor, and after walking down the stairs, he returned to the second floor!
And during this process, he didn't discover anything abnormal!
Klein didn't panic. He slowly turned around and saw that the stairs behind him led downwards!
That is to say, my special ability can only resist Beyonder powers like dreams and mediumship that directly invade my Body of Heart and Mind and invade my World, or Beyonder powers that sense that I'm in an environment that doesn't belong to the real World … I'll still be affected by hallucinations … Klein took out his matchbox and used his gun-wielding hand to take out a few matches.
He continued to go down, throwing a match every few steps.
Klein came to the corner of the stairs again and saw the corpse with its head separated from its body.
At this moment, a cold wind that made his hair stand on end blew at the back of his neck.
Pa!
Klein snapped his fingers, and a scarlet flame rose from his back and rushed towards the roof.
The flame burned like a monster baring its fangs and claws, but it didn't burn anything.
Just as Klein was about to turn his head to observe with his Spirit Vision, his body suddenly froze, as if he had fallen into a frozen lake in winter.
He couldn't help but tremble. His left hand slowly reached for his neck, but he forcefully "pressed" it back.
At this moment, Klein suddenly sighed.
He reached his left hand into his pocket, dispelled the wall of spirituality, and opened the metal box that contained the bullets.
Right on the heels of that, he grabbed Aztec's copper whistle, took it out, and with a forceful shake, he threw it into the air above the stairs!
Almost instantly, he felt the coldness and stiffness in his body disappear.
In his spiritual perception, an evil and cold object leaped out, like a dog playing with a ball, and pounced at Aztec's copper whistle!
The corners of Klein's mouth curled up. He raised his right hand, aimed at the copper whistle, and pulled the trigger.
He then said softly, "Bye bye."
Bang!
A pale gold purifying bullet flew out and accurately hit the cold and indistinct object.
A blood-curdling scream rang out, and the golden flames formed the outline of a human figure in mid-air!
In the warm and bright light, all the coldness and evilness quickly dissipated.
Clang!
Aztec's copper whistle landed on the ground, bounced a few times, and rolled into the living room on the first floor.
Klein looked at his surroundings again and realized that it was somewhat different from before. For example, the corpse's head wasn't separated from its body. It had strangled itself with both hands.
Heh, it's indeed very easy to be prepared … Klein chuckled softly, walked down the stairs, and successfully reached the first floor. He picked up Aztec's copper whistle and swung it twice to determine if there were any other wraiths or shadows around.
After confirming that there were no more problems, he identified the direction and went straight to the basement.
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