Klein looked down at his palm as his eyes reflected the gold coin's appearance.
It was facing upwards, showing the king's head.
This meant that Klein should use his marionette's eyes to look at himself!
After receiving such a revelation, Klein remained hesitant. He wondered if he should hold a ritual and bring Enzo above the gray fog. He wanted to make an attempt in a relatively safe environment that could completely wipe away the damage and corruption that a Spirit Body suffered.
However, he suspected that this wouldn't result in anything. This was because Beyonders of the Fate pathway would only notice the projection of the mysterious space on their bodies. Above the gray fog, such specializations might not exist. This was akin to trying to observe an elephant's external body, only to end up drilling into the target's body.
His fingers retracted as he held the gold coin. After a long period of silence, Klein finally made a decision.
He suddenly stood up, took out the silver dagger from the ritual, and created a wall of spirituality that enveloped the room.
This was to prevent the possibility of tragic screams and strange commotion from spreading!
Right on the heels of that, Klein set up a ritual and sacrificed Creeping Hunger above the gray fog.
He was afraid that the glove would devour the wearer if something went wrong with his condition!
This was an inherent attribute of Creeping Hunger. Once it wasn't satiated and couldn't guarantee that it could eat a person a day, it would feed on the wearer. And Klein starved it more than he fed it.
After making the other preparations in a clear and orderly manner, Klein reached out to remove the Flower of Blood from Enzo's hand and placed it on his left palm.
This could ensure that he could recover even if his body was severely injured.
Just as he was about to wear it, Klein thought for a moment and paused. He took out a pen and paper and wrote a sentence:
"Remember to remove the ring."
He was worried that he would be affected by Flower of Blood's lowering of his intelligence after the experiment was over, so he didn't want to remove it.
When the time comes, I might need a beautiful princess to wake me up with a kiss. No, to help me remove the ring … Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh and exhaled. He took off his clothes and wore the ring.
Then, he cast his gaze at his new marionette, Winner Enzo.
Hesitation and inner cowardice were unavoidable, but as long as he made up his mind, he would be able to move forward bravely after experiencing so many things.
After making some adjustments and entering a Cogitation state, Klein made his marionette slowly turn around and look at him.
With the help of Ying Ying's eyes, he first saw a thin layer of grayish-white mist spreading outwards.
Amidst the fog, there was a bright door of light that was tainted with a bit of greenish-black.
The light gate was made up of countless light balls stacked on top of each other. Each light ball was a pile of twisted worms. Some of the worms were transparent, some were translucent, and they carried complicated symbols and patterns that were difficult to describe or profound in meaning.
Before Klein could see the details clearly, his mind suddenly buzzed and he lost consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, he slowly woke up. For a moment, he felt a little amnesia and almost thought that he had slept until dawn.
What happened? It's still dark outside the window … Klein propped himself up with his hands and sat up. Only then did he realize that he was lying on the ground.
At this moment, he caught sight of Enzo, who was standing beside him, through the corner of his eye. Suddenly, a large number of scenes and sounds surged through his mind.
That's right. I was just studying what Beyonders of the Monster pathway can see from my body … I fainted after being stimulated beyond my limits? I still vaguely remember hearing cries of pain. Was that made by me? After regaining his memories, Klein hurriedly observed his body's condition and was surprised to see hideous bloody wounds on his body. It was as though something was crawling out from within.
At that moment, the flesh and blood were squirming around the densely packed wounds as they rapidly reformed.
Klein then looked at the ground and saw a figure imprinted in the blood where he had been lying.
Thankfully, I wore the Flower of Blood ring. Otherwise, I might've slowly died from the serious injuries brought about by the collapse of my body. I wonder if I'll be in human form or monster form after such a death … Klein raised his hand to rub his temples as he scanned his surroundings. He discovered that the tables and chairs had toppled, but the wall of spirituality hadn't shattered.
This made him truly heave a sigh of relief. He was certain that the anomaly had been limited to his body and a very small area around him. It hadn't spread outwards.
And from the recovery of his wounds, Klein determined that he had lost consciousness for less than a minute.
He picked up a chair and sat down. He felt as though he had forgotten something, but he couldn't recall it.
Only when he instinctively cleaned up the scene did he see a piece of paper with the words "remember to take the ring." Only then did he come to a realization. He pulled out the golden ruby ring on his left hand.
More memories surfaced as Klein shook his head in lingering fear and amusement.
Luck is really important at times. If the negative effects of the Flower of Blood had been randomly at its strongest, I might not have been able to recognize words and wouldn't have been able to receive the reminder …
Seeing that his wounds had mostly recovered, he got Enzo to wear Flower of Blood again and take off Green Essence.
With the latter's treatment, Klein no longer felt any discomfort. He focused his attention back on the scene he had previously seen — the scene that the Fate pathway Beyonders had seen on him.
A door of light that's dyed bluish-black, countless spheres of light, transparent and translucent maggots that huddle together, mysterious and complicated symbols and patterns that contain a large amount of knowledge, but one that doesn't allow one to receive any feedback … What do these symbolize?
This is a Mythical Creature form that corresponds to the mysterious space above the gray fog? The kind that belongs to a Sequence 0 true god?
Due to the gray fog's obstruction, only Beyonders of the Fate pathway can see it directly and suffer the impact and corruption? Similarly, it's also because of the gray fog's obstruction that Beyonders of the Fate pathway don't completely collapse like looking directly at a deity, but they also don't receive any knowledge?
Klein thought for a moment and began attempting to use divination to decipher the symbolism behind the scene.
The door of light resembles the symbol behind the Apprentice's seat, but it also seems to point at Mr. Door …
The countless stacked spheres of light are identical to the content of my Cogitation. And the latter originates from a certain mythical system constructed on Earth … Was it because my subconscious was influenced to choose a similar memory, or did my choice affect the representation of the scene in the gray fog?
The distorted transparent maggots are similar to the blob on the huge throne on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range, but they're a little different. This belongs to the Sequence 0 Fool of the Seer pathway? I can't see the translucent ones clearly, so it's difficult to determine …
Also, the bluish-black color on the surface keeps reminding me of the depths of that mysterious space that I can't climb … Standing on the highest step of the stairway of light, I can see that the clouds condensed in midair are a little bluish-black …
Klein thought all day but failed to come up with an answer. All he could do was temporarily suppress the matter and analyze it when he had more information and clues in the future.
After cleaning up the traces, he took four steps counterclockwise and went above the gray fog. He planned on doing a more comprehensive and thorough examination of his condition. He also wanted to confirm if Enzo still had the passive "luck" and "calamity."
…
Bayam, in the slums, in a dilapidated room that wasn't too big.
Admiral of Stars Cattleya sat behind a table and looked at the door when she heard a unique rhythmic knocking.
"Come in," she said without deliberately concealing her voice.
The wooden door creaked open as the hooded, black-robed The Hanging Man walked in.
Upon seeing the other party's secretive attire, Cattleya nudged the heavy glasses on her nose bridge and smiled.
"If you walk out like this, you'll be surrounded by the Church of the Storm in less than five minutes."
She didn't put on any disguise because she knew that the news of her letting German Sparrow board the Future had long spread at sea. It wasn't difficult for The Hanging Man to guess that Admiral of Stars was Ma 'am Hermit.
Alger didn't directly respond. He closed the door and pulled out a chair.
Without losing the upper hand, he said, "It's the same for you to walk out like this."
What he meant was that Admiral of Stars was second only to Admiral Hell among the seven pirate admirals. Furthermore, she was suspected to have a close relationship with German Sparrow. She was the main target of the Church of the Storm, the Church of Evernight, and many other factions. Her bounty had already risen to 45000 pounds. No matter which city she went to, as long as she didn't disguise herself, it meant that trouble would befall her if she was recognized.
Cattleya nodded slightly and turned to look at The Hanging Man's hooded face.
"In front of me, such an attire is actually meaningless.
"However, I respect your choice."
She maintained her bespectacled state.
She's very domineering and very confident. As expected of Admiral of Stars … Alger, who was wearing an additional mask under his hood, didn't harp on the matter of disguise as he went straight to the point.
"Thank you for providing me with help."
Admiral of Stars Cattleya placed her right hand on her left elbow and said, "I'm very curious.
"I'm very curious. With your current strength and the resources you have, you should be able to handle the problem of the Blacksmith even without my help. Why did you come to me?"
Alger was already prepared as he simply said,
"I don't want to become a topic of discussion."
Cattleya seemed to have grasped the hidden meaning behind the other party's words.
"I need more information."
Alger nodded lightly.
"According to my observations and guesses, the Artisan should be controlled by those who believe in the Primordial Moon. The latter belongs to a faction that originally existed in the Southern Continent, and not a traitor of the Life School of Thought."
Cattleya's expression didn't change as she thought.
"Why aren't you looking for Mr. Moon? He should be very interested in this aspect. "
The corners of Alger's mouth curled up as he replied in his usual voice,
"If we can't solve it, maybe I will."
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