Above the boundless grayish-white fog, in the majestic ancient palace.
Klein wasn't in a rush to make a divination. He first responded to The Hanging Man Alger's sacrificial ritual and brought the cane made from the Ocean Songster's Beyonder characteristic in front of him.
The name 'Word of the Sea' sounds nostalgic. Let's just call it that. It's basically a weakened version of the Sea God Scepter. It doesn't have any demigod-level powers like Lightning Storm or Tsunami, but there are quite a lot of negative effects. As Klein recalled the description of The Hanging Man, he rubbed the silver-inlaid black cane head.
Perhaps it was the natural suppression of the mysterious space above the gray fog, but the Beyonder cane didn't show any living characteristics. It lay there silently, as though it was the most ordinary piece of wood.
Klein nodded slightly as he silently muttered to himself.
Having a living characteristic is indeed rather troublesome for mystical items, but from another angle, it also means that it can be communicated. Back then, the Die of Probability was such a vile fellow, but didn't it become obedient after receiving education?
Besides, I can usually give it to a servant. Yes, the winner, Enzo, is very suitable. Although he no longer has his passive luck, he has been accumulating luck all this while to prepare for critical moments. Releasing a little of it won't affect anything. This way, be it tripping, falling, or being struck, he can smoothly dodge them without attracting attention.
On careful thought, the cane's prank isn't completely useless. If I were to encounter other Marionettists, Spirit World Plunderers, or Bizarro Bane, I would lose the initiative and end up being controlled. My thoughts and actions would become sluggish, and it would be quite difficult for me to escape by myself. At that moment, if I'm struck by the cane that I can't control or trip to the ground, wouldn't I successfully escape the predicament?
Sigh, if the negative effects of a mystical item are used well, it will be of great help.
"Of course, in a normal battle, similar pranks will also bring about unnecessary danger. How to weigh the pros and cons and how to avoid them will have to be figured out through repeated use.
As for the negative effect of being easily struck by lightning during thunderstorms, Klein didn't mind it. First of all, unless it was a special region, thunderstorms were rare. Most of the time, he didn't need to consider it. Second, as a Seer, it was normal to divine the weather before heading out. Finally, if he really couldn't avoid a thunderstorm, Klein could hand the cane to Enzo. This way, even if lightning were to strike at the Winner, it would be drawn away by the nearby lightning rods.
"I just hope I'm not the lightning rod …" Klein laughed at himself, thinking about the most annoying of all the negative effects.
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It doesn't differentiate between friend or foe, and its effects are random. It's simply an AOE killing machine.
After some thought, Klein decided to use communication to get Word of the Sea to lower the frequency of its singing or give a warning before it sang.
"I had lunch early today. Based on the time, Creeping Hunger should be howling by now." Klein took off the human-skinned glove on his left hand in thought and threw it into an empty area in front of the junk pile.
Right on the heels of that, he picked up the black cane that was inlaid with silver and threw it over as well. Then, he used some of the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog to create a barrier that could block out all sound and images, allowing Creeping Hunger and Word of the Sea to be alone.
After doing all of this, Klein gently rubbed his palm, conjured a pen and paper, and wrote a divination statement.
"My reconnaissance of Calderón City's periphery today will be dangerous."
Putting down the dark red fountain pen, Klein took out the spirit pendulum from his sleeve and held it with his left hand. He let it hang over the paper, just short of touching it.
After reciting the divination statement seven times, he opened his eyes and saw that the topaz pendant was motionless without spinning.
This meant that the divination had failed.
"The exact situation in Calderón City is a secret to the entire spirit world. Divination lacks sufficient prerequisites. Besides, it was once a divine kingdom of an ancient god. There are remnants of a mutated resurrection setup, which will similarly interfere with divination." Klein put away the spirit pendulum and deliberated. "I can only choose to believe what the red light said. Calderón City's periphery isn't that dangerous. Besides, I still have marionettes. I can let them go ahead first and confirm if the gray fog can be shielded from it.
Klein quickly made up his mind. Without any hesitation, he waved his hand to remove the barrier he had previously created.
Then, he saw that Creeping Hunger had retreated to the edge of the junk pile. It propped itself up with three fingers while its thumb and pinky were pressed back onto Rosell's Travels. It looked so weak that it couldn't stand steadily.
At the same time, a mouth cracked open in the middle of its palm, revealing two rows of illusory, white teeth as it constantly panted.
On the other side of the barrier, the black cane inlaid with silver was lying on the ground. From time to time, it would bounce as blue transparent bubbles kept popping out from its tip.
"Very good. It's quiet just like that." Upon seeing this scene, Klein muttered in relief.
Just as he said that, the Word of the Sea suddenly stood up as though someone was holding it. It "jumped" towards Klein, circling around The Fool's chair and hiding to the other side. Creeping Hunger used its five fingers as legs and chased after it with great difficulty. Midway, it finally plopped to the ground.
Klein watched in silence as he suddenly let out a long sigh.
"After fusing with Mr. A, Creeping Hunger, you seem to have the characteristics of living, but isn't your intelligence a little too low? You clearly Grazed a Wind-blessed and can fly short distances, but you still use your fingers as legs to chase after it …"
With that said, he turned to look at the Word of the Sea that was hiding beside him.
"Aren't you a Sequence 5 of the Sailor pathway? How can you be considered a mystical item if you only know how to jump with one leg?
"Seriously, is this basic living characteristic only equivalent to a baby? No, a particular fetus has a much higher intelligence than you …"
After reprimanding each of them, Klein sighed and amused himself.
"I'm not a devil either …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the glove and cane that were still moving froze at the same time, not daring to make a sound.
Klein's subsequent words were immediately stuck in his throat. All he could do was reach out to pick up the Word of the Sea and communicate with it in a friendly and sincere manner.
After a friendly and candid discussion, the silver-inlaid black cane used a high frequency of shaking to indicate that it would try its best to sing less in the future. If it really couldn't hold it in, it would inform its owner ahead of time. The specific methods included, but were not limited to, a slight vibration or raising it by a few centimeters.
At the same time, it used singing to make a request …
It definitely couldn't be held with the hand that was wearing Creeping Hunger.
Of course, if its owner insisted on doing so, it wouldn't object and would happily accept it.
"It's better than Creeping Hunger. It's not that stubborn …" Klein beckoned for Creeping Hunger and wore it on his left palm.
Looking at the Door of Summoning that he had previously created through the ritual, Klein began considering what items he needed to bring for his initial exploration of Calderón City.
There was no need to mention the two marionettes. They could be used as bait and scout ahead. They could also be used as experimental subjects to confirm if there were any traps. To prevent a Marionettist from doing too many dangerous operations, they had to be brought along.
With them, Enzo's Flower of Blood ring and Ludwell's Harris Rapier were standard equipment. They couldn't be forgotten. In addition, Klein planned on letting Enzo hold the Word of the Sea.
As for himself, Klein planned on heading there in his Spirit Body form. Once anything went wrong, he could immediately end the summoning and return above the gray fog. This way, it was worth considering which "clothes" he should wear.
Aztec's copper whistle won't do. This has to do with Death behind it. And Calderón City belongs to the ancient Death. There's a high chance of causing a terrifying anomaly, causing the danger in the core region to appear.
Is it the Black Emperor card or the Tyrant card? Hmm, I'll be moving in the spirit world this time. The two marionettes are basically dead, so there's no need to be afraid of having their blood extracted. Heh heh, Ludwell is half-undead and half-human. He doesn't have any blood to speak of. The value of Enzo's blood is only to make him look like a human. And this can be recovered with the Flower of Blood ring afterward.
This also means that I can bring the Sea God Scepter to Calderón City. That place is deep in the spirit world, far from the waters of the Rorsted Archipelago. There's no need to worry about being affected by the prayers of the believers. The only problem is that I'll become irascible and easily get angry. It's easy for me to overheat. This is a taboo when exploring. However, this is easy to resolve. I'll just hand it to Enzo or Ludwell. Besides, the Tyrant card's level is very high. It can suppress the Sea God Scepter to a certain extent, making me less flammable and explosive.
With the combination of the Tyrant card and the Sea God Scepter, I'll be equivalent to half a Sequence 4. This is the most effective way to reduce the risk. In the future, even if I enter with Miss Sharon, I can also do the same. I can let Miss Sharon maintain her wraith — no, evil spirit state.
There's no need to worry too much about the corresponding law of Beyonder characteristic convergence. If Calderón City can screen the gray fog, I'll return after taking a look outside. No one will be able to lock onto or chase up to me. After all, the spirit world isn't the Sailor pathway's home ground. If Calderón City can't screen the gray fog, and a High-Sequence Beyonder from the Church of the Storm is attracted over, I can make use of them … As his thoughts churned, Klein suddenly extended his hand, making the Tyrant card on the long bronze table fly up and land in his palm.
Right on the heels of that, he placed the Card of Blasphemy into his Soul Body.
Suddenly, an extremely dignified and terrifying aura emanated from The Fool's location. A deep trident silently appeared on Klein's head as his clothes turned into a religious robe.
The latter was similar to the Pope's attire in Saint Seiya, which he had seen in his previous life. However, it was a dark blue that was nearly black.
With a howling sound, the Pope's robe suddenly unfurled as Klein raised his right hand and held it in midair, catching the white bone scepter that flew towards him.
At the tip of the scepter, the gems suddenly emitted a blinding blue or silver light as they circled around the seated Tyrant like lightning.
The Word of the Sea crept to the ground with a thud, crouching beside Klein, who was holding the scepter and dressed as a pope.
Note 1: AoE attack
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