In the process of passing through the living room, Klein's spiritual perception was triggered. He felt invisible gazes coming from nowhere and sweeping over him.
He pretended not to notice anything and entered the living room in front of him. He examined the environment and found a seat that was not far from the main seat, but not close either.
And the moment he passed through the door, all the gazes disappeared. Disappeared.
If it wasn't for the Wraith's triple seal isolating it, I would've likely been discovered … Mr. X isn't as bold and crazy as he appears … Klein sat down and pulled his hood, hiding his face even deeper in the shadows.
After more than ten minutes, when almost all the members of the gathering had arrived, Mr. X, who was wearing a brass mask, arrived at the entrance without making any movements. He walked in step by step and walked toward the main seat.
He was wearing a classic black robe and a pointy magician's hat. As he walked, his aura was restrained, but everyone present subconsciously lowered their heads.
Turning around and slowly sitting down, Mister X looked around and said in a low voice,
"Let's start."
The distance is within four meters … Klein was not in a hurry to act. He retracted his gaze and patiently watched as the few members of the gathering used the information of the people with abnormal luck to exchange for gold pounds, listening to Mr. X's occasional responses.
Time ticked by as the focus of the gathering shifted from Mr. X's bounty to the transactions between them. Without any hesitation, Klein used his left thumb to tap the first joint of his index finger twice, activating his Spirit Body Threads vision.
Streaks of illusory black lines immediately appeared in front of him. They drilled out from different people's bodies and extended into the distance.
After some identification, Klein secretly controlled Mr. X's Spirit Body Threads.
In his plan, there were two main difficulties in the mission. One of them was that Mr. X, who had the Astrologer job as a prerequisite, and the Aurora Order saint, who might be lurking in the shadows, might have a premonition of danger when he began controlling the corresponding Spirit Body Threads, allowing him to acutely sense any abnormalities.
Towards Mr. X's spiritual intuition, Klein was rather certain. This was because back when Miss Sharon existed as a Wraith, she had failed to discover Nimblewright Master Rosago's control of his Spirit Body Threads. However, a demigod saint, a High-Sequence Beyonder who had already obtained godhood, wouldn't be surprised if he had any special traits. It was similarly not surprising that his spiritual perception would be stirred by the changes in the Spirit Body Threads of others.
Other Nimblewright Masters were likely helpless when it came to this, but Klein was different. He had the identity of The Fool, and he could borrow the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog. He could rely on the interference of the Paper Angel ahead of time to eliminate any latent problems.
The gathering continued without any abnormalities. More than ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye. There were only three seconds left before Klein gained initial control over Mr. X. As for the Aurora Order's Oracle, he didn't notice anything as he observed the completion of a transaction with a deep gaze. It was unknown what he was thinking.
At the critical moment, Klein took the initiative to stop!
He barely maintained his progress as he pulled out a hand and stuffed it into the hidden pocket of his hooded robe. He touched the iron cigar case that was sealed with a wall of spirituality.
Klein then moved his finger and gently poked it, dispelling the wall of spirituality, allowing it to turn into a gentle wind that lingered in his pocket.
He retracted his palm and waited for a few seconds until Mr. X's gaze looked to the other side. Only then did he continue controlling the Spirit Body Threads.
Two seconds, one second, zero seconds!
Mr. X's thoughts turned sluggish, as though someone had poured cement that had just been stirred.
Enemy … Danger … His thoughts slowly raced as he quickly made a decision. He planned on seeking help from his subordinates and the person watching him in the dark, as well as putting up an effective resistance.
At this moment, a gloomy coldness drilled into his body, causing his limbs and mouth to no longer belong to him.
Admiral of Blood Señor!
Wraith Possession!
There were many flaws in a Nimblewright Master's control over Spirit Body Threads. The biggest problem was that once he entered a state of initial control, the target would immediately discover the problem and have the ability to take all sorts of countermeasures.
If it was a one-on-one battle with no one around, Klein could naturally use the target's increasingly delayed state to more effectively interfere and interrupt the resistance. But if the target had other helpers, it would be very difficult for a Nimblewright Master's control to fool them. He needed the help of the environment or his companions to conceal himself and carry out the operation without leaving a trace.
And on this point, a Wraith that could possess a target and forcefully control the target's actions was the best assistant for a Nimblewright Master!
The reason why Klein didn't immediately enter a state of initial control was so that he could find time to release the Wraith.
After passing the entrance check, the activity room where the gathering was held definitely had a relatively low level of security!
Mr. X's eyes widened slightly as his thoughts gradually turned sluggish. The words he wanted to shout had been firmly locked by his throat and mouth, completely vanishing into nothingness.
And his hands that he had planned on raising slowed down as he reached for the porcelain teacup beside him.
This was completely in violation of his wishes. It was all done by the cold aura that filled every corner of his body!
Wraith … Nimblewright Master … No … If this goes on … I'll die silently … Mr. X immediately controlled his spirituality as he outlined complicated symbols and labels in his mind.
He wanted to open a Traveler's Door around him, which was also a Door of Teleportation. Through this, he could escape the range of a Nimblewright Master's control. Compared to this problem, the Wraith Possession wasn't that dangerous!
However, in his sluggish thoughts, the illusory symbols and labels didn't appear in one go. Instead, they appeared one stroke at a time, pausing at a time. It wasn't fast enough.
Seizing this opportunity, Wraith Señor, who had possessed Mr. X, moved Mr. X's head under Nimblewright Master Klein's control and took the initiative to change his sitting posture.
This action immediately interrupted the secret formation of the Traveler's Door!
Oh no … My … reaction … is too slow … I'll be … disrupted … by the … Wraith … Use … mystical … item … Mr. X's eyes were a little bloodshot, but his subordinates around him didn't notice anything amiss. Even the person who was secretly watching them didn't notice anything amiss.
As for the members of the gathering who were in the midst of a transaction, they softened their tone and lowered their volume because of his change in sitting posture.
At that moment, although the activity room was filled with people, with Beyonders everywhere and his helpers, Mr. X felt an extreme sense of loneliness and helplessness.
He didn't even know who was attacking him or where they were sitting!
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Mr. X regained control of his spirituality, allowing them to extend towards the golden ruby ring on his left index finger.
However, the process of him going from thinking to making a decision, and then from making a decision to taking action took too long. It was as though he was acting in slow motion.
This gave Wraith Señor enough time. He raised Mr. X's left palm, bent his fingers, and as though in thought, he tapped the side of "his" forehead that wasn't covered by the brass mask.
Amidst the weak tapping sounds, the strength of the tapping wasn't small. However, under Klein's control, Señor controlled it very well, allowing most of the strength to seep into Mr. X's head without dissipating. As such, it concealed the commotion.
Du! Du!
Mr. X's thoughts of spreading his spirituality was suddenly disrupted as he momentarily lost his train of thought.
By the time he recovered, his control as a Nimblewright Master had improved. This made his thoughts chaotic and sluggish. Even thinking and making decisions became difficult.
In addition, the Wraith was using his body to do all sorts of subtle actions to disrupt him. Although Mr. X had many Beyonder powers and pretty good mystical items, he couldn't help but slide into the abyss of becoming a marionette.
He could only watch helplessly as he walked towards death in slow motion, completely powerless to stop it.
Only at this moment did he deeply realize how terrifying and unfathomable a Nimblewright Master and a Wraith were.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the hunt proceeded silently.
As Klein's control deepened, Mr. X's actions turned more stiff and sluggish. However, with the Wraith possessing him to make up for it, no one could tell that there was a problem.
To be precise, Mr. X's actions no longer stemmed from his sluggish and rusty self, but from Wraith Señor. This made him unable to even show his despair.
Five minutes quickly passed amidst the various transactions, disputes, and discussions. Klein was only one step away from killing Mr. X and turning him into his puppet.
However, he couldn't do it.
This was because he hadn't digested the Nimblewright Master potion. At present, he could only control one marionette. To convert Mr. X, he had to abandon Wraith Señor.
And once he gave up, the long-dead Admiral of Blood would immediately appear and be discovered, bringing him immense trouble.
Similarly, if Klein didn't abandon the Wraith marionette and took the opportunity when Mr. X was no longer able to put up any resistance to kill him, he would have to consider the Aurora Order saint lurking in the shadows.
This was the difficulty of the second mission in his plan.
Silently controlling Mr. X and depriving him of his ability to resist wasn't difficult with the combination of a Nimblewright Master and a Wraith. Completing the kill wasn't difficult either. In his present state, Mr. X could be easily finished off by Klein using Air Bullets.
What was difficult was how he was to leave this place safely after committing such an act.
And this required sufficient patience.
Time slowly passed under Klein's seemingly calm but actually tense mental state. He pretended that he wasn't interested in the things that appeared and didn't say a word.
Finally, the gathering came to an end. Mr. X said in a low voice as usual,
"End."
His words were very concise, identical to the ending from the previous time. This was what Xio had described to Fors.
The members of the gathering stood up one after another. Klein was among them, appearing inconspicuous. At the same time, he reached his hand into his pocket and flipped open Leymano's Travels.
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