Above the gray fog, in the palace that looked like a giant's residence.
Klein sat in The Fool's seat and raised his right hand, allowing the Sea God Scepter hidden in the junk pile to fly out and land in his palm.
He had originally planned on placing this Grade 1 Sealed Artifact beside his chair as a form of respect for a demigod-level item. However, after careful consideration, he believed that the Sea God Scepter wasn't a match for the mysterious and powerful Fool, who could fight against evil gods like the True Creator and the Primordial Demoness. Only something at the level of the Card of Blasphemy was barely qualified. Therefore, he threw the Sea God Scepter into the junk pile.
Looking at the blue dots swirling around the white bone staff, Klein had a thought and came up with an idea to make a preliminary division of them.
Just as he had expected, the blue dots of light automatically split according to his will. Those that were purely praising Sea God or praying for nothing sank to the bottom, and the speed at which they disappeared increased. Those that were confessional or praying floated upwards, closer to Klein's palm.
Following his spiritual intuition, he "tapped" on one of the latter.
All of a sudden, he saw the surging waves and heard the violent whistling of the wind.
A fishing boat was bobbing up and down in the undulating deep blue, tossing about as though it could capsize at any moment.
On the fishing boat, the natives, who were clearly locals, were either hugging the mast or pulling on the ropes, making their final effort. Many of them were panicking as they chanted the honorific name of Sea God.
Klein sensed that this was an ongoing prayer, so he raised the milky-white scepter.
At the tip of the scepter, the blue "gems" emitted a halo that connected together and illuminated the scene.
The fishermen were gradually in despair when they suddenly felt the boat that had been tossed about stabilize.
They looked around in surprise and saw that the mountain-like waves had turned calm at some point in time. The strong winds that swept across the surface of the sea became slower and slower, as gentle as the taste of Zarhar beer.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and before the storm could fully reveal itself, it was forcefully suppressed by a mysterious force.
The fishermen quickly snapped out of their daze and understood what had happened.
The Sea God had blessed everyone. The Sea God had displayed "His" might!
Thump, thump, thump!
All of them prostrated on the deck, spread out their hands, and pressed them to their mouths. They chanted the honorific name of Sea God in an irregular manner.
"Thank you, praise you, Blessed of the sea and the spirit world, Protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, Ruler of the undersea creatures, Master of tsunamis and storms, Great Cavituis!"
Above the gray fog, Klein felt a little depressed for some baffling reason.
I was the one who saved you. Why are you thanking Cavituis?
That sea serpent will only deliberately create hurricanes and raise waves to scare you so that you have no choice but to worship it …
Klein was silent for two seconds before he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Cavituis is dead. The current Cavituis is my other identity.
"Why should I be in a bad mood because someone is thanking me for my other identity?
"Is this the problem that a Faceless has to pay attention to in true acting? To truly integrate into the identity and treat his emotions as one's own, but not to forget who one is … This is really difficult to do. A moment of carelessness will result in a mental disorder, and once a Beyonder's mental disorder occurs, it won't be long before they lose control … "
After some careful thought, Klein exhaled and chuckled to himself.
"Acting as Sea God is quite rewarding.
"Although with the gray fog's shielding and isolation, this kind of acting might not receive feedback and directly promote the digestion of my Faceless potion, it can also provide me with experience and lessons, helping me figure out a safer and more effective acting method."
Reining in his thoughts, Klein spread his spirituality to another point of light.
This time, the prayer came from a particular bridge. A woman in tattered clothes, her body festering and oozing pus, was leaning against a corner, muttering the honorific name of Sea God as she made her final confession.
Through her description, Klein felt as though he had seen her short life with his own eyes.
This was a native woman. Her parents believed in Sea God, so she also believed in Sea God. In the first decade or so, her father worked as a miner, repairing roads, and laying railroad tracks. Her mother did all kinds of temporary jobs, such as sewing, washing, helping at the docks, and occasionally working as a street girl. The family was rather difficult, but they were still able to make ends meet.
The change happened two years ago. Her father died in a road repair accident, and the Rorsted Railroad Company only gave him a meager amount of compensation. The family gradually fell into despair.
Following that, the girl was sold by her mother to the Red Theater and became a legal prostitute.
Although Rosell The Great had long invented condoms, many pirates and adventurers were unwilling to use them for a moment of pleasure. Furthermore, the Red Theater didn't force it, so the girl's resistance was futile. All she could do was give in, and finally, she was infected by someone.
The manager of the Red Theater attempted a simple treatment, but seeing that there wasn't much improvement, she was chased out. This was because the cost of subsequent treatment was clearly much higher than the cost of buying another girl.
Not only was the sick girl unable to find a new job, but she didn't even have the money to rent a house. Her mother and siblings had long disappeared. Perhaps they were dead, or perhaps they had been abducted and became slaves.
The girl became a nomad and lived under the bridge. She relied on the charity organization's food and some free medicine to survive for a period of time.
However, this was ultimately short-lived. Her illness worsened, and her body became weaker and weaker. Soon, she reached the end of her life.
At that moment, she recalled the time when she ate her fill and wore her warmest clothes. She recalled the words that the pirates and adventurers would occasionally say as she softly prayed to Sea God, "Don't worry.
She whispered to Sea God, "I want to live like a human …"
Klein raised his cane again, but he realized that the Sealed Artifact didn't have the ability to treat illnesses.
He wondered if he should buy a batch of medicine from Emlyn White in the name of The World, but he realized that the prayer scene was from noon. The girl had already passed away. She was in the muddy and dirty bridge, in pain and intense hunger.
Klein fell silent for a moment before raising the praying scene's angle, revealing the location of the bridge.
After memorizing the characteristics of the nearby streets and the surrounding area, Klein leaned back in his chair and sighed. He smiled without a smile.
He smiled without a smile and said, "What a humble wish.
"There's nothing for me to act as … I'll try my best to bury you like a human …"
He retracted his attention and scanned the other points of light, searching for someone he could truly act as. However, it was difficult for him to find anything.
During this process, Klein noticed that Kalat, Edmonton, and the other members of the Resistance were holding a ritual. They placed a batch of items on the altar and prayed to Sea God to bestow them with strength.
This is how they obtained the Beyonder "items" they brought out for exchange … At the level of a demigod, things are really different … Besides, they're used to not receiving an immediate response. It's as though they want those items to stay overnight in the altar … From the looks of it, that sea serpent of Cavituis doesn't respond immediately. It depends on its mood and if it's sleeping. Otherwise, it can only respond instinctively and won't be able to mass produce Beyonder "items" … Klein picked up the Sea God Scepter and made the blue "gems" light up once again.
Boundless spirituality magically combined together, bringing with it a transcendent feeling. It surged into the praying scene and the altar, randomly fusing with different items.
Some are electric shock charms, some can allow people to swim in the sea like fish, and some can cause strong winds … Within three months, their spirituality will gradually decline to nothing … Klein half-closed his eyes as he experienced the changes in the items.
At this moment, he was already rather exhausted. Although he had only responded twice and mainly relied on the power of the Sea God Scepter, the first time was to forcefully disperse the storm and calm the waves, and the second time was to "enchant" dozens of items at the same time. They were all demigod-level applications, and the drain on his spirituality was immense.
Even if I can use the Sea God Scepter normally, I won't be able to last too long … As for the negative effects, they don't burden me. Sometimes, I might be able to try using them … Yes, the matter with the Resistance has reminded me.
"Yes, the incident with the Rebellion Army has reminded me. I have to pray to myself and make a batch of charms, mainly those that deal with underwater activities. This way, even if I encounter a naval battle, I won't be tied down. Right, I still don't know how to make lightning charms. I have to gather the corresponding mysticism information. With it, I'll be able to deal with enemies who have air superiority …"
Klein silently muttered a few words and threw the Sea God Scepter back into the junk pile. He then quickly returned to the real World.
…
In East Chester County, at the side door of an extremely large manor in the vast and beautiful countryside.
Audrey Hall was dressed in a tight-fitting black riding suit with a simple female shirt inside. She sat on the back of a brownish-red mare with great familiarity, not swaying at all.
Her black leather boots stepped on the stirrups, and her legs, which were clad in white trousers, were slightly tucked in. She turned her head and smiled at Susie, who was carrying a leather bag.
"I'll wait for you at the edge of the forest!"
With that said, she bent her back with a whip in hand and let the brownish-red mare gallop slowly through the wilderness.
Compared to the gorgeous and expensive but gloomy family castle, Audrey preferred beautiful manors and the scenery of the countryside.
One handsome horse after another ran out. The riders were attendants and maidservants. They only had one mission, and that was to protect Miss Audrey.
Susie also ran happily. This was a feeling she couldn't experience in Baekeland.
Furthermore, she and Audrey would have a small adventure today. It was to explore an ancient tower that had collapsed a long time ago in the forest. The valuable items there had long been taken away, and no accidents had happened. It was a very suitable place for inexperienced people to familiarize themselves with various techniques.
The only problem was that it would be dark in two hours. There might not be enough time.
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