Waiting for the cake? This is really an answer that I imagined... No, if I could guess the answer to a mentally ill person, wouldn't it mean I was almost done... A thought flashed in my mind, and Klein kept a leisurely smile, asking like a chat with a friend:

"Who wants to give you a cake?"

Hood Eugen's expression suddenly collapsed, his face became thinner and thinner, and he said sadly:

"No, no cake...no cake!"

"You stole my cake!"

His voice suddenly rose, his eyes widened and glared at Klein.

Before Klein could think about how to answer, he suddenly "boomed", opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped off the bed with a spit, approached Klein in one step, leaned forward with both hands, tried to grab the other person's shoulder, and then dragged the target in front of him and bit it hard.

Faced with this sudden attack, although Klein was a little panicked, he responded in time. He bent his knees instantly and half-squatted down. At the same time, he turned his waist and turned his back and raised his left arm.

puff!

He hit Hood Eugen's abdomen with an elbow, causing the other person's eyes to turn white and more saliva was left in his mouth.

However, Hood Eugen did not stop. He fell down and spread his arms to hold the target tightly.

Klein leaned his body and rolled out to the side, as familiar as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.

He supported his right hand, stood up with a backflip, intending to turn defense into offense, pounce on him, and subdue his opponent.

At this moment, he saw Hood Eugen standing there stupidly, his eyes losing focus, empty and confused.

...Klein was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the corner of the wall. Dunn Smith, wearing a thin black windbreaker and a silk top hat of the same color, held his hands tightly and buried his head.

The captain dragged Hood Eugen into a dream... He suddenly put away his movements, seized this opportunity, pulled out the ritual silver dagger that could not hurt people at all, and used it to create a spiritual wall to block the single ward.

Then, Klein took out three mint-mixed candles, and placed them on the windowsill in the form of an inverted triangle, one symbolizing the goddess of night, one symbolizing the mother of secrets, and one representing herself.

Not long after, he set up a simple altar and lit all the candles with spiritual friction.

Just as he was about to turn around to remind the captain, Dunn raised his head and smiled lowly:

"Hood Eugen's dream is in chaos and there is no way to induce it."

Before he finished speaking, Hood Eugen's eyes reunited and were no longer empty.

Then, the crazy "psychologist" leaned his back slightly and yawned comfortably.

...Kline didn't know what to say for a moment, so he didn't say anything and picked up the metal bottle containing the "Ammanda" pure dew.

He dripped the transparent liquid mixed with distilled and extracted from the night herbs, deep sleep flowers, and chamomile into the flame of the candle representing himself, allowing the quiet and peaceful fragrance to instantly spread and permeate every corner of the room.

Hood Eugen's tension, anger and comfort all disappeared. He sat back to the bed lazily, and looked at the crimson moon outside the window in a daze, his eyes lost their focus again, and there was peace.

Klein also felt the transcendence in the dead of night. He put down the "Amanda" pure dew and sat next to Hood Eugen, intending to find something to let the other party take off their last defense.

Only in this way can he use the "Eye of Spirit" potion to make Hood Eugen's spirit enter a state of confusion little by little.

After all, I was just an unprofessional "spiritor"... He thought of a solution in advance and took out a deck of tarot cards from his pocket.

There are only twenty-two main cards in this deck. The reason for this is easy to carry, it is a "weapon" that Klein successfully applied for.

Each of its pictures is inlaid with metal wires such as sterling silver that can harm necrotic creatures. The patterns are complex and gorgeous, making Klein just want to collect them and not use them to deal with enemies.

Klein cut the card with one hand and looked at Hood Eugen with a smile:

"Let's play cards."

"Play cards?" Hood Eugen retracted his eyes from the window and repeated the word in confusion.

Klein did not answer, and stuffed the deck of tarot into his hands with undeniable kindness.

Hood Eugen imitated what he had just looked like, and used one hand to cut the card hard and complete it smoothly.

The psychopath in this extraordinary person slowly turned his attention to the cards with excellent hardness and elasticity and excellent texture in his hands, and opened the most superficial one:

A man in rags was tied up with his hands and hung upside down, with a faint halo on his head.

The Hanging Man... Klein nodded thoughtfully, took the opportunity to get up, grasped the "Eye of Spirit" potion, and dripped the amber liquid to the candlelight. It was still the one representing him.

The ethereal and erratic aroma of wine spreads out, making people feel drunk just by smelling it.

Hood Eugen's expression was a little bit dissipated, his vision lost its focus, and the tarot cards in his hand slid down onto the bed one by one.

But he still sat steadily, not softening.

Relying on "meditation", Klein resisted the influence of making his body and soul lighter, floating, and confused. He took out another small metal bottle from his pocket, turned and unscrewed the plug, and poured the dark blue liquid inside into his mouth.

"Stranquility Potion"!

The cold liquid flowed through the mouth, crossed the esophagus, and entered the stomach. Klein instantly became extremely awake and without any trance.

He breathed slowly, skillfully picked up the other essential oil puree and herbal powder, and dripped it into the two candles symbolizing the goddess of night.

In the faint mist, he took two steps back and recited in Hemis in a solemn and serious manner:

“I pray for the power of the night;”

“I pray for the power of secrets;”

"I pray for the favor of the goddess."

"I pray that you will let me communicate with Hood Eugen, spiritually with this extraordinary person around you."

...

The spells echoed, and Klein saw the dark candlelight spreading outward.

He did not hide or resist, and let the deep "night" cover himself.

In an extremely awake state, he felt that his spirit body had escaped from the protection of his body and entered the void deep in the universe, surrounded by boundless and soundless extreme darkness, while the sky above him was full of transparent shadows that were difficult to describe the body, one by one, one by one, and one by one, containing countless bright lights of knowledge.

Spiritual World... Klein is no longer unfamiliar with this.

As soon as he thought, he saw a hazy world wrapped in a storm of light appeared ahead.

Klein knew that this represented Hood Eugen's spirit and his "mental body", so he moved closer and entered the "storm" that acted as a wall.

In an instant, he saw countless glimmers slapped on him, and heard thousands or tens of thousands of people whispering something like murmurs.

This whisper is very chaotic and illogical. The moment I was praising the elegance of a woman, the moment I was talking about the smooth flow of the toilet after squatting, the moment I was crying, and the moment I started to have a carnival...

The crazy thinking storm "pulls and bites" Klein's spirit and wants to assimilate him, but Klein maintains absolute sanity and rationality, and flies quickly into the "spiritual world" of Hood Eugen.

Compared with the horrible murmur and terrifying roar in front of the mysterious space above the gray fog, this was like a beautiful concert... Klein laughed secretly, penetrated the storm, and saw the confused, transparent and vague Hood Eugen.

The "psychologist" of Sequence 7 maintained the appearance of the outside world and looked over with a blank look.

Klein stopped in front of him and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know Llan's?"

Hood Eugen replied blankly:

"know."

The light and shadow around them change accordingly, like the "sea of ​​soul" that Hood Eugen openly revealed.

Soon, the interlaced light and shadow depicted a young man with an ordinary face, a plump forehead, a round glasses, and a sarcastic smile on his lips. It was Ranrus who Klein had met on the wanted order.

Klein nodded with satisfaction, stabilized his emotions, and asked in an inducing tone:

"Why did Ranrus come to you?"

"He said..." Hood Eugen's voice gradually became lower.

Suddenly, he changed his voice full of magnetic and smiled a little crazy:

"Hood Eugen, this is the worst era and the best era. As long as we can seize the opportunity, we can also become the controller of the world and become the true immortals!"

"As long as you provide help, I will not only tell you how to master the power of the potion and avoid losing control, but also promise to give you a little divine, immortal divinity in the future!"

"You should see who is behind me, and my promise is His promise, and psychological alchemy will have a certain relationship with Him in a sense."

"Don't doubt that the Psychological Alchemy is not strong enough to provide you with enough help unless you are willing to stay at your current level forever."

Master the power of potions and avoid losing control... How can I feel like I use the "playing method" to seduce others... Ranrus is really ambitious. He is obviously only in Series 8, but he starts to worry about divine things... Which secret existence is behind him... This guy seems to be planning something, not just scam money... Or, scam money is just his hobby? Klein was full of thoughts when he heard this. Seeing Hood Eugen stopped telling, he hurriedly asked:

"What kind of help does Ranrus want you to provide?"

Hood Eugen did not answer immediately, and the entire "spiritual world" became quiet.

Then, he laughed and replied in a very chaotic manner:

“Help…help…help!”

"Hahaha, I helped! I helped!"

"I'll let..."

At this moment, his words came to an abrupt end, and the entire vague spirit body bent, and the light and shadows symbolizing the "Sea of ​​Mind" around him quickly changed, condensing a gloomy, terrifying, dark altar.

On the altar, there was a cross standing upside down, and there seemed to be something hanging upside down on the cross, and there were vague things piled up at the bottom.

The light and shadow squirmed, the hanging thing was about to be clear, and the entire "spiritual world" suddenly shaking like an earthquake of magnitude ten.
Chapter completed!