A male voice? Mr. The Hanging Man, or Little Sun? Klein looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, got up, and entered the bathroom next door. He locked the door, took four steps counterclockwise, and arrived above the gray fog.
In that mysterious space, a majestic and ancient palace stood quietly. The illusory male voice stacked on top of each other and reverberated continuously.
Klein glanced at it and confirmed that the prayer was from Little Sun.
As he sat in The Fool's seat, he stretched out his right hand, emanated his spirituality, and touched the corresponding crimson star.
Suddenly, the prayer became clear and distinct. Klein quickly understood what Sun was talking about.
The former captain of the exploratory team next door, who had seen Amon, had suddenly lost control and had strangely passed through the seal to come to his room. Thankfully, the City of Silver had taken this matter seriously and had always been on guard. Otherwise, it would have resulted in a tragedy.
Sun believed that the other party's loss of control wasn't without reason. He guessed two possibilities. First, his Beyonder pathway matched the needs of the ancient Sun's descendants. Second, the other party might have sensed the Tarot Gathering and sensed that Mr. Fool was secretly roping in people.
If it was the former, he wouldn't have waited until today to lose control at the end of the Tarot Gathering … It's most likely the latter reason … Man, this is the first time I've met someone who can sense the gray fog … That Amon is very terrifying! It's no wonder their family was known as Blasphemers in the Fourth Epoch. Even their surname itself is taboo … Klein subconsciously looked at the corresponding prayer scene conjured by the crimson star. He carefully observed the blurry image of Little Sun to see if there was anything abnormal about him.
Klein believed that Amon wouldn't be eliminated so easily. Even if it was as the City of Silver's Chief had said, that he wasn't the main body, it was impossible!
Unless he didn't expect the powerhouses of the City of Silver to be monitoring him with the help of a mystical item. But is that possible?
When he decided to let the former captain of the exploratory team lose control and secretly pass through the seal, he must've already had a plan …
Amidst his thoughts, Klein's gaze froze as he looked at the prayer scene.
There was a transparent, illusory figure wrapped around the blurry "Sun"!
He had hands and feet, but like a python, he twisted around "Sun" and propped his head behind "Sun"!
In the hazy image, he was wearing a black classic robe, a pointy hat of the same color, and a crystal monocle on his face.
Sun was completely unaware of all this!
Klein almost sucked in a breath of cold air. He was frightened by his opponent's strange methods.
He vaguely understood the other party's goal.
By "residing" in Sun's spirit body and waiting for the next Tarot Gathering, he would sneak above the gray fog without anyone noticing, just like a virus or a trojan horse!
When that happens, my control over this mysterious space might be taken away … What a blasphemer! Thankfully, Little Sun is rather simple and direct. He immediately reported the matter to me, and through the corresponding crimson star, with the help of the power above the gray fog, I was able to discover his strange state … Klein took a deep breath and tried hard to calm himself down.
At this moment, he had to respond. Either he quickly thought of a way to remove Amon from Sun's body, or he could temporarily exclude Sun from the Tarot Gathering.
Examining himself, from the Beyonder powers of Magicians, Clown, and Seer to Aztec's copper whistle, the Dark Emperor card, the All-Black Eye, the Brooch of the Sun, the Biological Poison Bottle, and other items, Klein couldn't find a way to deal with Amon.
The other party's Sequence is definitely above 4, and his means are sufficiently strange. To be able to hide from the mystical items and powerful Demon Hunters that are the foundation of the City of Silver's existence, it's definitely not something ordinary items or powers can remove!
After thinking for a moment and looking around, Klein realized that only the gray fog and this mysterious space had a chance of dealing with Amon.
I have to think of a way to pry open its power … The previous sacrificial and bestowment ritual is a good example … With this train of thought, Klein cast his gaze at the Book of Secrets.
This mysticism book originated from the ancient Shaman King, Klarman. It recorded many mysterious rituals to seek help from the Primordial Moon.
And Klein, who had previously browsed through it, vaguely remembered that a few of them were suitable for such a scenario.
Of course, after changing the direction to The Fool, it's unknown what other changes I need to make, and whether it will be effective. I can only try it as a last resort … Klein flipped through the book, and his gaze stopped on a ritual.
"Blood Moon Sacrifice."
This ritualistic magic was clearly different from the simple ones that Klein had learned in the past. It used the elements of a secret deed.
The process was to first use a material rich in spirituality, preferably the blood of a Beyonder, to write the honorific name of the secret deed's target on an animal's leather. The corresponding symbols and magic labels would also be drawn. If necessary, specific times, locations, and environments also needed to be considered.
After completing this step, the ritual host would set up the altar, pick up the leather, and constantly chant the honorific name. He would then let his spirituality spread into the leather and gradually spread it out, allowing the corresponding great existence's secret existence to form a connection and obtain the corresponding spiritual experience or a certain amount of help.
The final outcome of this ritual was unknown. It all depended on what the great existence's secret existence gave. Or rather, depending on the person's characteristics, the knowledge and power that could be obtained through the secret connection would also be different.
This relatively vague and subjective ritual gave Klein the space to manipulate it. If he were to assume the stance of forcefully eliminating Amon from the beginning, the other party would definitely resist and create a dangerous accident.
If the secret deed's target is something like the True Creator or the Hidden Sage, it's normal for them to go mad after the ritual ends … Klein muttered as he conjured a pen and paper and began to modify the Blood Moon Sacrifice to turn it into a secret deed ritual that belonged to The Fool.
First, he had to replace the honorific name with the three sentences of the King of Yellow and Black. Second, he had to change the symbol to the one behind The Fool's seat — a unique symbol formed from the Pupil-less Eye, which symbolized secrecy, and the Contorted Lines, which symbolized change.
Third, he had to design the corresponding magic label based on the symbol and mysticism knowledge. This was the most difficult step. If he made a mistake, the entire ritual would undergo unpredictable changes.
Finally, he had to modify the altar's layout to make it closer to The Fool and the King of Yellow and Black.
After busying himself for a while, Klein had a new secret deed ritual, one that he didn't know if it would produce any effects.
He carefully checked it several times, and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he spread his spirituality and replied Little Sun in a deep voice.
"I got it.
I have something for you to do.
Test if this ritual works. "
…
Derrick suddenly woke up from his dreamless slumber. In front of him was a boundless gray fog, and in front of him was the lofty Fool. His ears were reverberating with illusory and lofty words.
He knew that Mr. Fool would occasionally let the members of the Tarot Gathering do some small experiments, as if to verify something. He didn't find it strange, so he sat up with great motivation and found the monster leather, strange herbs, and other items.
As for the materials that were rich in spirituality described in the ritual, Derrick didn't waste time going to the steeple or the underground market to buy them. He directly picked up the Axe of Hurricane and cut a wound on his arm.
He silently used his own blood as ink to write the honorific name of The Fool and the corresponding symbols and magic labels on the bumpy monster leather.
After a while, he put down the blood-stained quill and saw many mysterious symbols on the leather. The color was bright red, and it had an indescribable demonic aura.
After treating the wound on his arm, Derrick, whose face had turned pale, quickly set up a simple altar. He picked up the leather with the blood-red words and all sorts of shocking symbols and held it tightly in his palm.
He looked at the flickering candle flame in front of him, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and constantly chanted the honorific name of the ritual's target.
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."
…
Derrick's spirituality slowly flowed out and entered the leather. The Jotun words and magic labels on it quickly lit up, turning a frightening bright red.
At this moment, he, who had already entered a state of Cogitation, felt his spirit scatter bit by bit as he floated to an infinite height, making contact with the grayish-white fog and the great hidden existence.
…
Above the gray fog, in the towering palace that looked like a giant's residence.
Klein, who discovered that Sun hadn't delayed and had directly prepared for the ritual, was waiting here.
Suddenly, he felt the entire mysterious space tremble gently. The still grayish-white fog began to flow clearly!
The crimson star corresponding to Sun shone brightly, emitting an illusory light that resembled a tidal wave.
The countless rays of light condensed into a blurry figure of Sun. He was in a praying posture with his eyes closed and his head lowered. He was waiting for a tiny bit of agreement with the great existence to obtain a wonderful spiritual experience.
On his body, the transparent figure was still tightly wrapped around him like a python, but his head had already been raised and was looking up. The crystal monocle was flashing slightly.
He's searching for a subtle and hidden connection … He should be able to recognize that this is a secret deed ritual, but he didn't do anything to stop it. Is he trying to find a connection? This realization suddenly flashed through Klein's mind as he felt the grayish-white fog and the mysterious space above it ripple with power!
However, Klein was temporarily unable to combine these powers with his own spirituality to form a Beyonder effect that could expel evil spirits, unless there was another corresponding ritual.
Obviously, this was impossible. He couldn't split his attention between two rituals — a ritual that was being held at the same time!
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