Mermaid?
Klein was delighted as he felt a sense of excitement that he hadn't felt in a long time.
After leaving Baekeland for nearly four months and experiencing many things, he had finally arrived at the destination of his "trip." He had fulfilled the final condition to advance to Sequence 5 Nimblewright Master!
The anxiety and vexation he felt from waiting constantly increased after he entered these waters. Everything that had happened on the Future seemed ridiculous and laughable, but on careful thought, they were abnormally horrifying. The dangers and unknowns hidden in the three states of night, noon, and dream in the ruins of the battle of the gods made him constantly tense. He spent every hour and minute in torment.
Now, he finally had a chance to vent his emotions and pressure!
Phew … Klein slowly exhaled and returned to the cabin, entering the room that belonged to him.
He didn't panic or forget himself. He followed the predetermined procedures and took out Aztec's copper whistle and Will Auceptin's paper crane. He used them to interfere with the possible existence of Queen Mystic's prying eyes.
After taking out the remnant spirituality of an ancient wraith, the eyeball of a six-winged gargoyle, the bark of a dragon-patterned tree, and the metal bottle that contained Sonia's golden spring water from his suitcase, he spread them out on his desk and entered the bathroom. He locked the door and skillfully set up a bestowment ritual.
After setting up the ritual, he wasn't in a rush to head above the gray fog to respond. Instead, he set up an additional ritual, a ritual to summon himself!
Taking four steps counterclockwise and chanting the incantation, Klein arrived above the gray fog and responded to the summoning ritual. Using this, he came to the real World in his Spirit Body state and brought Tinder back to the mysterious space.
After doing the preparatory work, Klein didn't relax. He came to The Fool's seat, conjured a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a divination statement.
"The one singing ahead is a mermaid."
Taking off the topaz pendant, he used divination to confirm the situation.
The one singing ahead of the Future was a mermaid!
After calming himself down, Klein beckoned for the iron cigar case to fly out from the junk pile and land on the long, mottled bronze table.
With a smack, he opened the lid and saw that the pupiless All-Black Eye was still lying quietly inside. He could vaguely sense the extreme madness and danger, but it seemed to be in a deep sleep.
After staring at it silently for two seconds, Klein picked up Tinder and slowly put it on his right palm.
After completing all this, Klein no longer hesitated. He stretched out his right palm and spread his fingers.
The scene in front of him was suddenly filled with all kinds of light balls. Greyish-white, bronze-green, dark red, and black formed the main key of this mysterious space.
And inside the All-Black Eye, the steaming, ferocious iron-black light was entwining all the remaining colors.
Without needing to rely on his spiritual intuition, just based on his understanding of the matter, he could clearly tell that the spiritual corruption of the True Creator was this iron-black light!
While on high alert, he closed his fingers and grabbed his target. Then, he twisted his wrist.
The iron-black light was instantly extracted and fused into Tinder. Immediately, Klein heard an illusory, evil, terrifying, and seemingly familiar roar that was indescribable.
This destroyed his thoughts and wiped out his psyche, bringing him a pain that felt like his head was about to explode. However, it was quickly suppressed by the gray fog's powers.
Klein didn't have the ability to think too much about it. He followed the plan and the actions he had practiced many times. He grabbed Tinder with his left hand, took it off, and threw it onto the stone tiles of the magnificent palace.
The roar vanished instantly as Klein grabbed the All-Black Eye in a somewhat numb manner. He quickly responded to the bestowment ritual and sent the Nimblewright Master's Beyonder characteristic through the illusory door to the altar in the washroom.
He didn't dare delay any further. All he did was glance at the Tinder glove that had been dyed iron-black. Its fingers were twisted, and its palm was torn. It was filled with a sinister vibe, and he used his spirituality to envelop himself. He simulated the feeling of rapidly plummeting and returned to the real World.
If Creeping Hunger were to witness the entire process of Tinder's encounter and outcome, I wonder what it would think … Klein opened his eyes and grabbed the All-Black Eye from the altar. As he ran out of the room, this thought flashed across his mind.
Stopping in front of his desk, Klein took out the steel milk pot that originally belonged to the Future's kitchen and poured 80 milliliters of Sonia Golden Spring water into it.
The pale golden liquid slowly rippled. It was clear and transparent, making one's mouth subconsciously dry up. It made one wish to drink a cup to quench their thirst.
The dragon-patterned tree's bark, the eyes of a six-winged gargoyle, and the remnant spirituality of an ancient wraith were thrown into the pot by Klein, stirring up different reactions. Finally, the color of the potion turned dark gold, but it looked light and weightless.
At this critical juncture, Klein turned abnormally calm. He steadily picked up the Pupil-less Black Eye and sank it into the potion.
He could already confirm that the True Creator's mental corruption was unable to penetrate the gray fog and return to the All-Black Eye!
And this was something he could foresee.
The All-Black Eye was instantly drowned by the dark gold liquid as bubbles began to rise from its surface.
Every time a bubble burst, the potion would darken slightly. About ten seconds later, all the changes came to a halt.
Inside the milk pot, the potion had taken form. It was completely black, and inside, there seemed to be countless tiny worms that couldn't be seen with the naked eye rapidly swimming about.
Klein took out a gold coin and quickly confirmed it with divination.
After receiving the revelation of success, he heaved a sigh of relief, poured the Nimblewright Master potion into a metal bottle he had prepared ahead of time, and stuffed it into his pocket.
He wasn't in a rush, nor did he panic. According to the predetermined procedures, he quickly dealt with the altar in the washroom and retrieved Aztec's copper whistle and Will Auceptin's paper crane.
Only at this moment did he leave the cabin with slightly faster footsteps and come to the deck.
At this moment, the symbols, magic labels, and strange patterns on the Future had clearly lit up, forming a resplendent sea of stars that greatly weakened the mermaid's singing.
Rumor had it that the singing of mermaids could make humans lose their minds and turn crazy. They would then jump off the ship and become the mermaids' food.
Klein subconsciously looked up at the window of the captain's cabin.
Admiral of Stars stood there, her body swirling with starlight as she looked back with mixed emotions.
Is she recalling what she said and the attitude she showed in her dream? Klein lampooned as he said with an indifferent expression, "I want a boat."
"It's ready." Cattleya pointed to the shipboard without any surprise.
"It's ready." Cattleya pointed to the side of the ship without any surprise.
Back when German Sparrow hired the Future, he had already mentioned that his goal was to find mermaids!
Soon, Klein left the Future and the protection of the resplendent sea of stars. He stepped onto the tiny boat and found himself in the middle of the ocean.
The singing drifted over as though it had drilled into his Spirit Body, leaving him numb. He couldn't help but want to hear more.
This was far from enough for Klein. Furthermore, his spiritual intuition told him that he needed to get closer to make the singing clearer to satisfy the requirements of the ritual.
"Storm!"
Klein took out a charm made of tin and summoned a controllable gale to propel the boat forward.
After an unknown period of time, the mermaid's singing suddenly turned louder. It was as though she was singing softly in Klein's ears. Every note could stir his Spirit Body, and every melody left him intoxicated and yearning.
Klein fell into a daze as he nearly jumped into the sea and swam towards the source of the beautiful singing.
He tried his best to control himself and discovered that there were many reefs not far ahead of him. Figures were sitting by the edge as they sang softly.
These creatures had human heads, and their eyes exuded a sense of beauty amidst their innocence. Their chests bulged up high, but they were covered in dark red scales. Their lower bodies were massive fish tails as they rhythmically slapped the reefs.
Different mermaids had different appearances and different tail scales colors. For humans, there was a strange sense of beauty.
Klein released his control of the boat and raised his right hand to reach into his pocket to take out the potion.
At this moment, the mermaids sensed his approach as they looked over.
Then, these creatures, also known as sea demons, stopped singing in a panic as they plunged into the water.
Don't go … Klein's right hand grabbed at the air weakly.
Didn't we agree on using singing to attract humans as food? Why are you running when the humans are here? I'm not a bad person. I'm just here to listen to a song … At this moment, Klein was filled with f * * k himself.
He soon discovered that the mermaids' singing had not completely stopped. Far away from the reef, there were still a few mermaids with their backs facing him. Against the backdrop of the wind and waves, they did not realize that their companions had fled and were still singing boldly.
Klein's mind stirred as he thought for a moment before taking out another charm.
This was a charm from the Sea God domain that made underwater creatures feel intimate with the user!
"Storm!"
Amidst the incantation, blue flames enveloped the tin sheet, causing it to vanish from the real World.
Seeing that the remaining mermaids no longer fled in fear despite noticing him, Klein immediately took out the metal bottle that contained the Marionettist potion and opened the lid.
I have to make the best use of my time to prevent any accidents!
Gulp. The slightly bitter potion surged into Klein's mouth along his esophagus, heading straight for his stomach.
Suddenly, Klein realized that he had turned abnormally stiff. It was as though he had returned to Tingen, back to the state when he was controlled by the strange puppet of Sealed Artifact 2-049.
He attempted to move his joints, but they felt like they were filled with lead.
At the same time, he felt tiny worms boring into every cell in his body, drilling into his Spirit Body.
His thoughts began to slow down as the ability to reflect his condition in his mind gradually lost its effectiveness.
The mermaids' melodious singing sounded, stirring up his desire. It accumulated fervor and infatuation, allowing Klein to maintain his final emotions. Through this enticement, he slowly extricated himself from his sluggish state.
An indifferent grayish-white fog quickly appeared in front of him as his ears rang with the illusory "Hornacis … Flegrea … Hornacis … Flegrea …" Compared to when he advanced to Seer, Clown, and Magicians, the ravings were clearly intermittent, as though they were being eliminated by some form of interference.
It was different from when he became a Faceless. The ravings were clearly a lot stronger. They could intermittently break through the barrier created by the gray fog's fusion with reality … My ability to think has been restored! Klein was delighted as he attempted to raise his arm.
The difficulty in his joints was still there, but it was becoming weaker!
At the same time, Klein "saw" his present appearance.
His skin was yellowish-brown, like a puppet that had been buried alive for many years with old bandages.
Flesh sprouted beneath his skin as they squirmed, separated, and fused together.
Klein immediately outlined countless spheres of light in his mind as he used Cogitation to calm his state.
During this process, the mermaids' singing continued resounding in his ears, causing his joints and muscles to twitch as the stiffness slowly receded.
After an unknown period of time, Klein opened his eyes. His body had completely returned to normal.
He drew a breath and sighed silently.
Finally …
I'm finally a Sequence 5!
I'm finally a Nimblewright Master!
PS: Nimblewright Master Lil Ke seeking monthly votes ~
Also, thank you to everyone. In just a day and a half, I managed to gather 25,000 blessings from people. This isn't the number of blessings, nor is it the number of people, but the sheer number of people. It's awesome. I'll put my hands on my hips for you.
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