As the layers of illusory prayers entered his ears, Klein felt as though he had a physical body. Deep in his head, he felt a throbbing pain. He wished he could slam his head against the wall to stop the pain.
The scenes of different people praying made him feel an uncontrollable and abnormally terrifying dizziness. It was as though he was walking on the edge of an abyss and would fall at any moment.
It was only because he had the Dark Emperor card and Aztec's copper whistle that he was used to being prayed to. If it were any other non-demigod Sequence Beyonder, they would've lost control and collapsed in pain, transforming into a monster or collapsing into a pile of flesh and blood.
All the Beyonder characteristics here have been combined into a Sealed Artifact with the help of the snake tooth. Furthermore, the danger level and negative effects far exceed that of a Grade 2 Sealed Artifact … Klein didn't blindly move forward. Instead, he took a few steps back and left the area where the prayers were concentrated to alleviate the pain and dizziness that could cause his Spirit Body to collapse.
He stood beside Cavituis's mud-like body and stared at the white scepter that was stuck in the half-collapsed pillar, thinking about how to take it away.
At the same time, he had already naturally given the Sealed Artifact a name:
Sea God Scepter!
Yes, from the feeling and reaction just now, I can barely get close to it and pull it out, but I can only last for a few seconds. I can't carry it or use it … However, it doesn't matter. Once I get it, I'll end the summoning and return above the gray fog. That place can effectively shield me from the thousands of prayers and the temporarily unknown negative effects, allowing me to study it without worry … Klein quickly came up with an idea.
There was no need to flip a coin. In his wraith state, he could instinctively communicate with the spirit world and receive a revelation.
His spiritual intuition told him that there wasn't much danger.
With his decision made, Klein began to clean up the mess and see what he could discover in the ancient elven ruins.
He first walked to a corner, picked up the translucent Biological Poison Bottle, screwed the lid back on, and stuffed it into his body. Then, when he turned his head, he realized that there was an iron cigar case half hidden under Cavituis's mud-like body.
This … I thought it had been swallowed by Cavituis and corroded into dregs … Klein clicked his tongue in wonder as he quickly walked over.
As he was a little numb from the electric currents dissipating from the seawater, he raised his right hand and let the iron cigar case slowly float up and land in his palm.
With a sweep of his gaze, Klein saw that the surface of the iron cigar case was covered with signs of corrosion, but it was barely usable. As for the other items that had been sucked away by the whirlpool, there was nothing left.
Did the aura of the gray fog make Kalvetua uncomfortable, causing it to vomit on the spot, or did the iron cigar case undergo a certain mutation, slowing down the corrosion and allowing it to last until Kalvetua died? While he was puzzled, Klein had already put the cigar case back into his body..
In such a situation, he had to make every second count without any delay. This was because he didn't know when the Church of Storms and the kingdom's military would find him!
As as he could, as he as he could of as of he could.
There should have been a lot of murals here, but they had disappeared with the destruction of the wall. Klein flew all the way to the end and saw an exquisite throne that was buried by stones and pillars. Only about a third of it was exposed.
On the left side of the throne, there was half of a mural. It was a confrontation between two figures.
Looking down at the enemy from above was a man who was stepping on the waves with dark clouds above his head. He had a softer contour that resembled the oriental charm of Klein's previous life. In his hand was a spear made of pure electric light, and in the background was the ocean that drowned everything.
Below the man was a man in a simple white robe. His face was blurry, and it was hard to tell his age. He could barely tell that he was a man.
There was a halo behind the head of the white-robed man with a classical aura. It quietly radiated brilliance like a sun.
Under his feet, there was an illusory circle divided into twelve squares. Each square had a symbol that symbolized a different time.
Behind him was a shadow that looked like a curtain, and there seemed to be an eye peeping outside in the shadow.
With his solid foundation in mysticism and rich knowledge from various sources, Klein quickly made an interpretation.
Waves, storms, dark clouds, lightning … This should be the ancient god, Elf King Soniathrym … Indeed, just like the legends, the elves' facial features are rather soft … This ancient Lord of Storms doesn't give off a violent vibe, and he looks surprisingly good. Heh heh, this is a mural from an elf ruin. It's very normal to beautify one's own deity …
A halo that resembles the Sun, twelve circles that symbolize time. Isn't … Isn't this Amon and Adam's father, the Creator who is said to be the ancient god of the Sun in the outside world, and the omnipotent and omniscient god in the City of Silver? Behind "Him," there's a shadow curtain, and there's an eye hidden behind the curtain … That's right, the True Creator has an image of the Eye Behind the Shadow Curtain! (Note 1)
Indeed, this is the Creator who took back the authority of the ancient gods and has eight Kings of Angels following him?
This mural describes the battle between Elf King Soniathrym and the Creator?
Klein retracted his gaze and searched for other valuable items.
Following his spiritual intuition, he came to the side of the throne, reached his hand into the bottom of the collapsed rocks and pillars, and took out an item.
It was a golden wine cup that had been flattened.
Its surface was engraved with complicated and exquisite patterns, and its legs were already bent. At the bottom was a line of Elvish text:
"Calamity, Cohinem."
The original owner of this ruin is a high elf named Cohinem? He, or rather, "He," is called Calamity? Hmm … It matches the Book of Calamity that Leticia and company discovered. The two ruins should belong to the high elf, Cohinem, and there's a rather miraculous connection between them … Unfortunately, this golden wine cup is just a wine cup. It only has some spirituality because it's engraved with the true name of a high elf … If Cohinem hadn't perished, even if it's just a true name, it would've given the wine cup extraordinary powers. Unfortunately … Klein's initial judgment was that Cohinem was completely dead, because Sea God Cavituis was "His" successor.
However, Klein couldn't be sure. This was because after hundreds or thousands of years, the Book of Calamity still had the trait of making a Beyonder like Leticia, who wasn't a Low-Sequence Beyonder, go crazy and lose control.
Furthermore, this doesn't seem like something that Sea God Cavituis can do … Could it be that the high elf, Cohinem, has a mystic technique that separates his Beyonder characteristics, and Cavituis only inherited a portion of it? The other portion is the source of the Book of Calamity's characteristics?
Cohinem died but didn't die?
Of course, when Cavituis consumed Cohinem's Beyonder characteristic, he was just a beast without much intelligence. No one knows what happened back then. Perhaps a portion of the characteristic was lost and condensed into a Sealed Artifact. After Cavituis was defeated, it fell into the hands of the Church of the Storm …
Yes, next week's Tarot will ask Little Sun through The World. He should know who Cohinem is. Actually, there's no need to ask. He contributed two more pages of ancient mythology today. Next time, there might be a detailed description of the high elves …
With a thought, Klein stuffed the wine cup into his body. After all, it was made of gold. Furthermore, even if the high elf Cohinem wasn't dead and had a certain connection with the wine cup, the gray fog could shield and isolate it.
After a round of inspection and seeing that there was nothing else, Klein quickly flew outside, picked up the black hardwood cane, and cleaned up the traces left behind from the battle.
Then, he took out a paper figurine, shook it, and threw it out. It quickly soaked in the seawater and turned to powder.
I can interfere with the first part, but I won't have the time or chance to do so after that … Thankfully, I'm currently disguised as the Black Emperor … The flesh and blood of Cavituis's remains are no longer valuable, and the bones are too heavy. It might affect me from holding the Sea God Scepter … With the help of Cogitation, Klein stabilized his condition and quickly flew towards the short bone scepter that was stuck in the half-collapsed pillar.
The illusory pleas drilled into his ears once again. The pious, crying, fanatical, or numb prayers vaguely filled his vision. The throbbing pain and dizziness became more and more intense.
With his rich experience, the Black Emperor card, and the reinforcement of Aztec's copper whistle, Klein barely managed to hold on and finally arrived beside the Sea God Scepter.
He reached out his right hand and grabbed the middle section of the bone scepter.
As soon as the two came into contact, the scene in front of Klein instantly became clear. The illusory rumbling sounds in his ears instantly turned real.
He saw the wheelchair-bound bald member of the Resistance, Kalat, fall to the ground and crawl towards the self-destructing statue of Cavituis with great difficulty. He repeatedly chanted the honorific name as his eyes were filled with despair.
He saw Edmonton, who had a blue sea snake tattoo, prostrating himself in front of another statue of Cavituis that was strangely bleeding. He kept banging his head against the ground until it was a bloody mess.
He saw believers hiding in their homes in the slums, crying and praying numbly.
…
The black full-body armor on Klein's body could no longer hold on and quickly collapsed.
At the same time, his corporeal "muscles" bulged as he exerted strength in his hands. Amidst the echoing prayers and clear and numerous scenes, he suddenly pulled out the short bone scepter that symbolized Sea God's authority!
Splash!
The seawater in the ruins surged violently, either shaking or collapsing into a whirlpool.
Wearing the pitch-black crown, Klein calmly held the Sea God Scepter. His figure vanished as he returned above the gray fog.
When the familiar towering palace appeared in front of him, the prayers in his ears and the illusory scenes in front of him had already vanished.
Klein sat on the high-back chair that belonged to The Fool. He raised his right palm and examined the Sea God Scepter that was embedded with blue "gems" and was dyed with darkness and the light of dawn.
Around the Sealed Artifact, countless points of light floated. Each point seemed to correspond to a praying believer. This made the milky-white body of the scepter glow, making it look both illusory and holy.
At that moment, Klein felt that the scepter was Sea God himself!
Note 1: See Part I, Chapter 93
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