Feeling that he wasn't exhausted, Klein rubbed his temples and waved his hand, causing a small metal bottle to fly over from the junk pile.
It was a small tube of blood that he had previously extracted from his veins with great difficulty. He had long brought it above the gray fog, waiting for his Spirit Body to enter Rosell's Travels and explore the World in the book.
After unscrewing the lid, Klein wasn't in a hurry to smear the blood on the book's dark brown cover. Instead, he "summoned" all the items that he had brought into this mysterious space before the Tarot Gathering from the junk pile and scattered them in front of him.
Considering how the Black Emperor's appearance was too eye-catching, and without knowing the exact situation of the World in the book, Klein decided not to bring the Card of Blasphemy with him. Instead, he used Aztec's copper whistle to strengthen his Spirit Body, so as to prevent himself from being instantly killed by a baffling power and not being able to return above the gray fog in time.
As the ancient and exquisite copper whistle fused with him, Klein's Spirit Body seemed to swell up a little, but it was actually a lot thicker.
Two pitch-black flames leaped out of his eye sockets as though they had a life of their own.
With the help of Cogitation and adjusting his spirituality, Klein converged the coldness that stemmed from death into his body, and the abnormalities in his eyes quickly recovered.
This was like an evil spirit taking on the appearance of an ordinary person to lure its prey closer.
Right on the heels of that, Klein wore Creeping Hunger and hid Death Knell and the Nightmare Beyonder characteristic in his body. The latter was something he had prepared to explore the dreams of the living beings in the World in the book in search of abnormalities.
After making all the preparations, he opened the lid of the metal bottle, poured out a few drops of blood, and smeared it on the cover of Rosell's Travels.
After a short wait, what he saw was blurry at first, as though there were countless transparent objects hidden within. Then, it became clear. There was a blue sky, white clouds, grayish-brown city walls, and pedestrians coming and going.
It's not the land of ice and snow from before, but a city that looks normal on the surface … Klein stood by the side of the road and examined the residents of the World in the book. He found that most of them wore linen shirts, brown short jackets, and dark loose trousers. The overall style was similar to that of the Kingdom of Rouen hundreds of years ago.
Lowering his head to look at the swallow-tailed suit, stiff collar shirt, and dark red bow tie that he had conjured, Klein silently changed all of them, instantly becoming indistinguishable from the people around him.
He then walked towards the city gate and prepared to enter.
At this moment, a guard in leather armor stopped him.
"Entrance tax! One Riddle. "
Do I look like I have money to you? I don't even know what Riddle is … Klein mumbled inwardly in amusement. Following that, he used the "communication" between spirits to successfully get the guards to shift their attention to the caravan that was entering the city behind them.
As a quasi-wraith that could possess others and control them, it was normal for him to influence a target's psyche. Such an ability wasn't considered powerful, but it was very useful against ordinary people.
After entering the city, Klein remained vigilant as he strolled along the streets in a relaxed manner. He felt that the public hygiene here was better than Baekeland in earlier years. It seemed to have a mature sewer system, preventing the dumping of feces, urine, and garbage from the upper floors.
I can't tell that this is the fake World in the book at all. Everyone has Spirit Body Threads … As Klein observed the area, he suddenly noticed a stone building that was more than ten meters tall. It was only two stories tall, and the top of the door was about four meters tall.
There was a sign beside the building. It was written in a language that was different from the outside world, but Klein could understand a few words at a glance:
"Pesot Blacksmiths' Guild."
There's also a Blacksmiths' Guild. This place really hasn't reached the age of steam … Just as Klein was feeling wistful, he saw the door creak open as a giant with abnormally long limbs walked out!
The giant's skin was grayish-blue, and he had the iconic single vertical eye on his head. He held a large and heavy hammer in his hand as he walked to the other side of the street with a smile.
The humans that came and went weren't afraid of him, as though they had seen too much of him.
They even greeted the giant.
"Good afternoon, Ge Rosell!"
Ge Rosell … Klein, who didn't know much about giants, had his pupils constrict. Only then did he find it familiar!
Just as he was about to chase after it, he realized that the giant had turned into another street and vanished from his sight.
Klein stood in his spot as he silently watched the intersection of the two streets. He had a vague guess.
In the book, there's a Ge Rosell in the World?
No, the end of the book was Ge Rosell dying in the Nation of Frost …
"That's another story?"
With all sorts of questions in mind, Klein wasn't in a hurry to find Ge Rosell. He turned around and entered a tavern by the side of the street.
Such a place was often the place where the information in a city was the most chaotic and complicated. It helped him quickly grasp the overall situation.
The tavern was dim, and the ventilation wasn't too good. The air appeared a little turbid. At that moment, there weren't many people drinking. Most of them were at the bar counter, chatting happily with each other or the bartender.
Klein slowly walked over when his gaze suddenly froze.
He saw a man wearing a pointed black hat and an asymmetrical coat sitting beside the bar counter. He was quite good-looking with flaxen hair, dark brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He was none other than Solomon Empire's Viscount Mobet Zoroast!
Upon seeing him, Klein recalled the scene of this Dream Stealer rapidly aging and collapsing to the ground. He crawled towards Elvish Songster Siatas with great difficulty and held her hand.
All of this was as clear as if it had happened yesterday, but now, Mobet had appeared in front of him once again.
Klein fell silent as he walked over and sat beside Mobet.
He didn't speak, knowing that Mobet would take the initiative to communicate.
"Foreigner, first time here in Pessote? I swear I've never seen you before. "Mobet put down the cup of distilled alcohol and turned his head to look at Klein.
"I come from the Nation of Frost," Klein casually said.
Mobet immediately laughed out loud.
"You sure know how to joke. This is the Nation of Frost. Of course, that was many years ago.
"Ever since the legendary King of the North was killed by some adventurers, no — heroes, there has been no more ice and snow here. Everyone believes that it should be called the Nation of Neverwinter."
Klein fell silent and didn't respond.
"Why are you so serious? From the looks of it, you have your own pain. " Mobet knocked on the bar counter in sympathy and gulped down a mouthful of alcohol. "Let me tell you, men should never get married. It will be the beginning of a lifetime of pain! Do you know? Whenever her emotions fluctuate, she will beat me up. She beats me up when she's happy, when she's shy, and when she's angry. She will beat me up no matter what! I've decided. From now on, I won't return home! "
He's married to Siatas? Klein fell silent for two seconds as he sized up Mobet's face. He realized that there were no signs of bruises or swelling. This meant that the Elvish Songster knew that men cared about their pride.
He sighed and asked, "Then why did you marry her?"
"Then, why did you marry her?"
Mobet was taken aback as he smiled bitterly.
"I came here with a caravan. The first time I saw her, she was so beautiful. Her singing was so pleasant, and there seemed to be an indescribable sorrow hidden in it. Heh, I'm as afraid of her now as I was of her back then! I will definitely not return. Hey, why do you sound a little sad? Don't be sad for me. I'm already free! "
At this moment, the door to the tavern opened with a bang. A beautiful female voice shouted, "Mobet, get out here!
"Mobet, get out here!
"I'll count to ten. If you don't go home, don't ever go back!
"Ten, nine …"
Mobet bounced up and ran to the door. As he ran, he mumbled, "I know you won't have the patience.
"I know you don't have the patience. Every time you finish counting to 8, you jump to 2!"
Klein turned his body and saw Siatas's figure, but he no longer had any thoughts of communicating with her.
The real Mobet and Siatas were already dead. The only ones alive here were the two World characters in the book.
He stood up and left the tavern. Klein came to a nearby deserted alley, planning to confirm what the spirit world here looked like.
His mind quickly outlined stacked spheres of light as his thoughts gradually emptied out. His body and mind turned tranquil.
As his spirituality extended bit by bit, many indescribable illusory figures appeared around him. However, there were no seven lustrous lights that contained countless knowledge in the sky.
There's no Seven Lights … The number of spirit world creatures isn't enough … This is indeed a fake spirit world constructed by the book itself … Klein took a step in and felt the colors in front of him suddenly brighten. They were extremely rich, and they clearly overlapped with each other.
He wasn't in a hurry to explore the spirit world. He retreated and wandered around Pessote City, chatting with people.
It didn't take long for him to find Rosell's residence.
This giant ran a blacksmith shop, and at that moment, he was leisurely lying on a huge bed on the second floor, catching up on his afternoon nap.
Klein directly passed through the wall and came to Rosell's side.
He stared at the giant for a few seconds before taking out the Nightmare Beyonder characteristic from his Spirit Body. He struggled to use the powers it naturally possessed.
The deep and serene darkness quickly spread out, instantly enveloping Klein and Rosell. And in his Spirit Body state, Klein directly saw an irregular hazy sphere of light.
His spirituality immediately spread out and touched the sphere of light.
All kinds of scattered scenes appeared and flashed around him in an instant. Finally, it stopped outside a forest with huge towering trees but withered. On the other side of the forest, there was a towering mountain with steep cliffs. At the top of the mountain was a magnificent and magnificent palace.
The palace was tall and magnificent, and it didn't look like it was prepared for humans. It gave off the feeling that it came from a myth, and the dusk light that scattered over it seemed to be frozen.
Klein had seen this palace before. This was the Giant King's Court that had appeared in the World of Dreams in the ruins of the battle of the gods!
However, his current perspective was completely different from before. He was currently behind the King's Court!
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