After staring at Mr. X's corpse for a while, Klein resisted the urge to personally plunder the spoils of war. He made Wraith Señor, who was standing beside him, take two steps forward and take off the golden ring embedded with a ruby.
This way, even if the items Mr. X carried with him had unimaginable negative effects, it would be borne by his marionette. It wouldn't affect Klein.
After a serious inspection, Señor returned with the ruby ring, 48 pounds, and an ordinary pipe filled with tobacco.
Just this? An Oracle from the Aurora Order only has this much? Klein looked at this scene in surprise, nearly cursing "pauper."
Soon, he calmed down and used his rationality to convince himself that the situation was very reasonable.
Mr. X is a Traveler. He can record the Beyonder powers of others, and he's considered a rather comprehensive one. Even if such a powerhouse has other mystical items, he would definitely be inclined to record them and not carry them with him. This way, he can enjoy the benefits of having different powers that complement each other while avoiding the corresponding negative effects, preventing himself from getting himself killed.
From this train of thought, there's a high chance that this ring has a passive or triggered effect.
With this in mind, Klein nodded gently and made Wraith Señor carry Mr. X's mangled and sticky head, attach it to him, and return above the gray fog.
After sitting in The Fool's seat, he no longer feared anything. He directly took the golden ring embedded with a ruby and used divination to confirm the actual effects of the mystical item.
Its name is Flower of Blood …
It can allow the wearer to gain a deeper level of control over their own flesh and blood. As long as they don't die directly and aren't completely purified, thus losing control, they will be able to squirm and recover …
This is equivalent to giving it an instinct. It's a passive effect …
From the looks of it, my decision to use Death Knell to deliver a fatal blow was correct. If I hadn't used all my strength, Mr. X might not have truly died. Furthermore, he could've used the extreme pain to awaken himself and escape the control of a Marionettist … He had also considered the fact that he was more of a spellcaster and that his body wasn't strong enough …
This ring also has some corresponding flesh and blood magic. It can be considered rather useful … Klein held the ruby ring in one hand and rapped the edge of the long mottled table with the other as he silently muttered to himself.
He immediately searched for the negative effects of the Flower of Blood ring.
Dozens of seconds later, Klein suddenly opened his eyes and left the dream.
"Isn't this too much of a scam?" He muttered with a slightly twisted expression.
With the help of dream divination, he had deciphered the negative effects of the Flower of Blood ring. It randomly and irregularly made the wearer give up thinking and lose their rationality.
Very good, this is very much like the True Creator … Klein couldn't help but grit his teeth.
There was no pattern to the negative effects that appeared randomly. This meant that Flower of Blood couldn't be used at all!
Recalling the previous scene, Klein was amused and annoyed as he muttered to himself,
"Mr. X actually dares to wear such a ring?
That's right. After all, after I convert to the True Creator, I often lose the ability to think. In that case, wearing this ring won't make me any worse.
Yes, losing one's rationality isn't the same as losing one's rationality. It won't cause one to suddenly injure others, but it will make one appear very stiff and stupid, acting on instinct. "
Phew … Klein exhaled and decided to throw the Flower of Blood ring into the junk pile to prevent himself from being vexed. From his point of view, not only was this crappy item useless to him, he couldn't sell it even if he wanted to, unless he got someone from the Aurora Order to buy it back. However, that would make the True Creator very happy.
At this moment, he glanced at Admiral of Blood Señor, who was standing beside him through the corner of his eye.
Klein's heart stirred as he clapped his hands.
"Why didn't I think of that? I might not be able to use it, but I can get my marionette to use it. After all, he's already dead. He's completely obedient and doesn't need the ability to think!
Admiral of Blood, Flower of Blood, they're destined to be a pair! Although Señor has lost control of his body due to his death, I can provide …
This way, even if he doesn't have the time to transform into a Wraith, and his body as a Zombie isn't strong enough, he can be reattached even if he loses an arm or leg.
Of course, to a marionette, this isn't important. It doesn't affect his intrinsic quality. The main goal is to obtain some additional flesh and blood magic …
A few seconds later, the delighted Klein made the old triangular hat and dark red coat Señor pick up the ruby ring on the table and wear it on his left index finger.
After doing this, Klein made the Wraith return to the gold coin. He raised his left palm and spread open his fingers.
He wanted to release the Interrogator inside Creeping Hunger!
This was a promise he had made a long time ago.
And when he obtained Creeping Hunger, this was the last Spirit Body that had been "Grazed" inside that hadn't been freed.
Amidst an inconspicuous cold wind, a blurry and transparent soul appeared beside the long bronze table.
He was a man in his thirties wearing a navy uniform. He had a brown beard, and his face was filled with pain and confusion.
"What's your name? Why did you die at the hands of Zillinges? "Klein asked in a deep voice.
The man fell into a daze for a moment before saying, "My name is Andy Haydn.
"My name is Andy Haydn, the second mate of the Enmat. I died in a naval battle. No, I didn't die on the spot. I was captured by a Feysacian before I entered that glove of yours …
"I don't know Zillinges. I've never even heard of him."
When Zillinges obtained Creeping Hunger, this Interrogator was inside the glove? Because Psychic Piercing was too useful, he didn't replace it all this while? I wonder who the previous owner of Creeping Hunger is … Klein asked with interest, "That's right.
"Who's the Feysacian that captured you? What does he look like? "
Andy Haydn thought seriously and said, "I don't know his name.
I only remember that his epaulet was that of a colonel. I remember that he had a big nose that left a deep impression. I remember that his eyes were blue, and his hair was a golden-yellow. He was nearly two meters tall … "
Such a person is very common in Feysac … Apart from the identity of a colonel … Klein thought for a moment.
"What year did you die?"
Andy Haydn's figure was gradually unable to maintain itself as it began to dissipate. Finally, it left behind a sentence.
"1338 …"
Twelve years ago. Yes, Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges has been famous for less than ten years … That colonel might've already become a general of the Feysacian Empire … Klein nodded gently, realizing that he hadn't had the time to ask Andy Haydn what his last wishes were.
Forget it. It's already a good thing for him to be freed … Klein quickly threw the matter to the back of his mind as he conjured The World, German Sparrow.
…
"… Please inform Miss Magicians that Mr. X, Louis Wien, is already dead. Ask her to receive the memento and the spellbook … I'll request it from her again when I need it."
Fors saw an endless gray fog, and she heard The World, German Sparrow's emotionless voice. Although she was already mentally prepared for this news, she still found it unbelievable and unacceptable.
He really succeeded? The thunderstorm in East Borough was created by him? Fors held back the stirrings in her heart. Taking advantage of the silence of the night, she set up a bestowment ritual in her bedroom.
Before long, the illusory door formed from candlelight and spirituality materials opened. Two items flew out and landed on the table.
Fors took a careful look and nearly screamed. She hurriedly covered her mouth and took two steps back, leaning close to the wall of spirituality.
One of the two items was her Leymano's Travels, and the other was a hideous head covered in cracks and cracks. It was stained with blood as though it was pieced together from pieces of shards. It flickered with a light that resembled the reflection of glass.
As a medical graduate and a doctor who had worked in a famous clinic, Fors had seen many corpses, but none of them were as disgusting, strange, and terrifying as the head in front of her.
After calming down, Fors looked at the head again and confirmed that it was indeed Louis Wien.
She first cautiously used astrology to make a final confirmation, and then her face twitched slightly as she muttered to herself silently, "I'm not sure.
"Mr. World will shatter the target's head before piecing it back together?"
At that moment, a scene involuntarily surfaced in Fors's mind.
The cold German Sparrow was sitting in front of the table, picking up the blood-stained head pieces one by one as he seriously put together a jigsaw puzzle.
This made Fors involuntarily shiver. For some baffling reason, she felt that World was a crazed killer with serious mental illness.
Moving her gaze, she took two steps forward and picked up Leymano's Travels, casually flipping through it.
Her gaze gradually froze because there was more content in the spellbook. It was suspected to be related to wind and lightning.
This made her recall the lightning storm in East Borough. She was certain that it was caused by Mr. World.
Fors hurriedly flipped Leymano's Travels to the three yellowed pages and realized that they were blank.
She immediately had a guess. She believed that The World German Sparrow had likely used Mr. Fool's help to record the Beyonder powers of a demigod.
Today, I realized that if I have enough money and resources, I can hire the various members of the Tarot to help me record different Beyonder powers. This way, Leymano's Travels will become extremely powerful. However, I don't have the money or resources … Hmm, I can request for a reward from Teacher. I can say that I sacrificed quite a bit to avenge him … Fors thought for a moment and first thanked Mr. Fool. Then, she asked "Him" to pass the message to The World:
"… I'm very sorry. My reward isn't commensurate with the difficulty of the mission. When I receive the reward, I'll make up for it."
After praying, Fors ended the ritual and hurriedly hid the head.
If Xio were to discover it, she'll definitely imagine a horror story … After doing everything, Fors clapped her hands and thought leisurely.
…
By the time Fors responded, Klein had already returned to the real World. All he could hear was a blurry female voice.
But even so, he couldn't help but feel fear and dread. This was because the weakness brought about by Death Knell was:
Fear of women!
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