Illusory black threads extended out from Señor's body and entered Klein's palms, reacting differently with every jump of his spirituality.
In fact, controlling Spirit Body Threads didn't necessarily require hands. However, Klein was used to doing so. This made him feel as though he was indeed controlling a marionette.
From the present situation, peers in the same line of work can discover each other's puppets. The abnormalities in the Spirit Body Threads can't be hidden from their eyes. Therefore, I have to be extremely careful in this aspect. Klein summarized the problems he had discovered as he quickly turned his thoughts back to Señor himself.
This Admiral of Blood was as good as dead. His Spirit Body had become a puppet's appendage, and he had lost his own uniqueness. Therefore, many divination methods were no longer effective on him.
Of course, the method of finding the type of corpse was still useful. Klein planned on letting the Wraith "disinfect" the gray fog before using the Paper Angel to wrap the mirror-like object he possessed. Finally, he placed it in an iron cigar case sealed with a wall of spirituality and stayed with Aztec's copper whistle to create a triple interference.
This way, Klein believed that it was nearly impossible for the Rose School's angel to use Admiral of Blood's divination and prophecy to lock onto his location.
As for whether the Mother Tree of Desire had left a "backdoor" in Señor's body, he wasn't too worried. This was because if the Mother Tree of Desire had really done something to Admiral of Blood, "She" could've made Señor suddenly mutate during the demigod battle to deal with him. Based on the situation back then, "She" would've definitely succeeded.
The Mother Tree of Desire or should I say, the Chained God's tight control over the organization's members relies on an oath and contract that goes deep into the soul. This can be inferred from Miss Sharon's description and state, as well as my own experiences after coming into contact with the corresponding characteristics …
As long as I don't attempt to use Admiral of Blood to divine the secrets of Rose School or the Mutant pathway's potion formula, there won't be any problems. It's normal for the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic to remain above the gray fog for so long …
"Moreover, there's still a process of disinfecting the gray fog. If there are any hidden problems, they'll be cleared …" Klein thought for a moment and took out Aztec's copper whistle from his body.
He turned his right hand slightly so that the areas with fewer patterns on the copper whistle were exposed to the sunlight, reflecting the light like a mirror.
Señor's figure immediately appeared on the copper whistle and quickly became clear.
And the Admiral of Blood in front of Klein suddenly vanished.
Perhaps the Mother Tree of Desire can still vaguely locate me through oaths and contracts, but that doesn't matter. After all, "She" can sense the gray fog's characteristics on me and sense me within a certain range … Besides, such a puppet might be destroyed by me as a shield at any time … Klein was like an unemployed person who owed a lot of debt. He felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.
Of course, he did owe a lot of debt.
As long as I advance to a demigod, I'll be able to hide my characteristics. I can easily lose the puppet … Klein surveyed his surroundings and bent down to pick up the silver necklace. He took four steps counterclockwise and chanted an incantation.
This time, he didn't summon his Spirit Body to enter, so he couldn't directly return.
The grayish-white fog quickly emanated as hysterical ravings and roars echoed eternally. The Aztec copper whistle in Klein's hand didn't experience any abnormal changes. This meant that there weren't any hidden problems in Admiral of Blood's body.
After sitting at the end of the long bronze table, Klein placed Aztec's copper whistle in front of him. He made Señor, who was wearing a dark red coat and an old triangular hat, appear beside him like a butler awaiting his master's orders.
"What other items do you have on you?" Klein asked. It seemed like Admiral of Blood was still alive.
He was attempting to act as a Marionettist!
Following that, he controlled Señor and made him rummage through every pocket on his body. He took out 325 pounds, 16 soli, and 8 pence in cash, including 13 gold coins.
Apart from this, Señor didn't carry any other items, perhaps due to him frequently transforming into a Wraith form.
How poor … A pirate admiral only has one mystical item? Did he hand it over to Rose School and distribute it to the pirates under him? Klein seriously considered the problem of cashing in Admiral of Blood through the black market.
He was worth 42000 pounds in Rouen alone!
Yes, it's unrealistic to claim a bounty from Rouen. Be it the Church of the Storm or the kingdom's military, they would be more than happy to use this clue to capture the German Sparrow, who caused so many demigods to engage in a free-for-all. They would investigate the organization behind him, but there's no way they would pay. Even if they did, it would be a trap …
By the same logic, the Churches and governments of other countries would definitely have similar thoughts. However, their attitudes might be better. Claiming a bounty requires a considerable amount of risk …
Besides, there's no rush. I'll send Señor out when I want to switch puppets. After all, being a marionette for a few days wouldn't affect his status and value … Klein reined in his thoughts and cast his gaze at the silver necklace with an ancient coin-like pendant.
He then used divination to roughly grasp the necklace's origins and use.
It originated from a Sequence 5 Winner of the Life School of Thought. After this gentleman died at the hands of a Rose School demigod, his Beyonder characteristic, his psyche, and an ordinary silver necklace he carried with him fused together to form a mystical item.
Why would an ordinary silver necklace be carried by a Sequence 5 Beyonder? As it had been too long, the item had been corrupted, preventing Klein from receiving any effective revelations.
This mystical item had two effects. First, it passively made the wearer luckier. In daily life, the owner of the necklace would encounter good things from time to time, making it easy for them to succeed in whatever they did. When they encountered a fatal blow or a terrifying disaster, a dramatic scene would appear, allowing them to be successfully saved. The latter could only last for ten minutes.
Second, it was to actively give the enemy bad luck, making the target unlucky. Be it in daily life or in combat, it was easy to fail due to some tiny problems.
The corresponding negative effect of the necklace was the Conservation of Luck. After being lucky, bad luck would immediately follow. The luckier one was previously, the unluckier one would be in the future. This required the wearer to be focused and very serious in avoiding it. Otherwise, it was easy to die in a hilarious manner, even implicating the people around them.
The luck obtained in daily life would often reverse after a month. Regardless of whether the wearer wore it or not, they would become unlucky. However, this bad luck was released in a soothing manner, so the danger level wasn't high.
And the luck obtained in combat would return in a similarly intense manner ten minutes later.
Overall, it's a rather good mystical item, but it's not of much use to me. After all, even Fate Councilor Ricciardo can't change my luck … Yes, I'll wear it with me for now. It doesn't have any negative effects on me. I'll sell it if I have the chance to repay Miss Messenger's debt … Miss Messenger wants gold coins, and I have gold pounds. It's nearly impossible to exchange 10,000 gold coins through banks or the proper market. From the looks of it, I'll have to split it up and let each member of the Tarot take charge of a portion … Klein quickly finalized his plan and very casually gave the necklace a name:
Scales of Luck!
Following that, he cast his gaze at Admiral of Blood Señor, who was standing respectfully by the side, and seriously studied the powers a wraith possessed.
Forceful possession, control of enemies, Wraith Shriek, Mirror Blink, Obstacle Penetration, death-like spells, Invisibility that won't be discovered by most Low- and Mid- Sequence Beyonders … Klein identified them one by one and compared them with what Sharon and Marić had described, as well as what he had experienced in combat.
He quickly ended all of this, afraid that the candles in the real World would burn out, and the cave without any light was extremely unfriendly to him, who was afraid of the dark.
Klein immediately pulled out a paper figurine from the junk pile. Together with the Dark Emperor card, he fused some of the powers above the gray fog and transformed it into an anti-divination angel.
This angel quickly spread its wings and hugged a gold coin. The reflection of the gold coin had Señor's figure.
Then, Klein brought the gold coin, Aztec's copper whistle, Death Knell, luggage, and other items back to the real World. As for Creeping Hunger and Rosell's Travels, one was temporarily out of food, and the other had been carried for too long. There was no telling when Klein's body would be swallowed into the book, so they were left in the junk pile above the gray fog.
After returning to the cave, Klein busily placed the gold coin and Aztec's copper whistle into the iron cigar case and sealed it with a wall of spirituality.
He tidied up the scene, changed into his formal attire, and carried his luggage. He followed the beach and found a place where people lived. He realized that he was near Pritz Harbor.
He didn't immediately return to Baekeland. Instead, he changed his appearance and took the steam locomotive to Desi Bay's Conant City. He planned on circling around there and changing his identity.
...
Bansy Harbor.
Alger Wilson looked at the destroyed city under the afternoon sun.
He saw that all the houses had collapsed, and there were deep ravines in the ground. There were charred marks everywhere.
This scene continued deep into the island. There were even mountains that had collapsed.
At that moment, there were no people from the Church of the Storm guarding the ruins. This was because there was nothing there, and the plan to rebuild the harbor was far from being put on the agenda.
Alger jumped off the Blue Avenger and circled the ruins with the sailors, but he didn't find anything of value.
"Let's go," he instructed calmly.
They quickly boarded the ship and set sail away from the island.
After an unknown period of time, a figure suddenly walked out from the depths of the ruins.
He wore a double-breasted pure black clergyman robe. His hair was dark gold, and his facial features were like a classical sculpture without any wrinkles.
One of his pupils was a deep blue that was nearly black, while the other looked dim, but it was filled with dense tiny blood vessels.
PS: Second, thanks to the Silver Alliance's Verkael ~
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