With an annoying roar in his mouth, Klein slowly opened his eyes.
Above the gray fog, the palace is still majestic, and the crimson stars exude distant brilliance. Only the ubiquitous hazy fog breaks the eternal curse and tells the flow of time.
"If you just look at it from a purely appreciation point of view, the scenery here seems to always be shocking." "Mystery", who was sitting quietly in the "World" position, gently tapped the surface of the long bronze table with a calm voice.
"Maybe." Klein whispered.
After bidding farewell to Mr. Aiglon, he went directly back to his rented apartment, chose to fall asleep without hesitation, and slept until dusk.
After fully replenishing his energy, Klein unhurriedly checked his surroundings. After checking several times, he followed the usual steps and walked four steps backward to reach above the gray fog.
The "mystery" shrouded in mist still maintains the vastness of the god and the mystery it has always held. Klein quietly stared at his half body, thinking and asking:
"I have a lot of questions to ask you...well, let's start with the most recent one."
"You should know the identity of the mysterious spirit in the basement. Who is he?"
The "secret" sitting posture is casual and straightens the body slightly, and the movements no longer look so lazy.
"He is an old friend of mine, the Red Angel Medici. He was once an angel under the seat of the Creator in the Third Age, a king of angels."
"King of Angels? Medici?" Klein chewed on these two brand-new terms, frowned, and tapped his fingers casually on the long table.
In his understanding, in the so-called order of gods, there should be only true gods above angels, and there should be no other levels.
Could it be said that only Sequence 2 is called an angel, Sequence 1 is called the King of Angels, and Sequence 0 is the true god?
Seemingly reading the doubts in Klein's heart, "Mysterious" thoughtfully gave some reference suggestions.
"The kings of angels are not simply Sequence One and Sequence Two, and at the same time they are not as good as the true God."
Klein, who was still thinking, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his fingers that had been tapping suddenly stopped.
Based on my usual experience, I can’t know the rest... Klein laughed at himself and said not caring much:
"I think this is another piece of knowledge that I don't have access to right now?"
"Secret" nodded slightly and did not answer directly. Instead, he said indirectly:
"If you are interested, you may be able to complete the mission Medici mentioned. The hidden content in the card in his hand should be able to help you."
"So you want me to accept his request and help him get out of trouble?" Klein did not explain why he felt that Medici's request must be to get out of trouble. After all, no matter which angle you think about it, a weak spirit body, even if
Not an evil spirit, his biggest dream must be to get rid of this incomplete state.
There's no way anyone would really be willing to be the Ringwraith and Aladdin's lamp, right?
Putting down the hood, the "mystery" accumulated on the pale neck did not respond directly, just nodded slightly and greeted silently.
In response, Klein shook his head. In less than a month of contact, he had probably figured out some of his half-body's quirks. If he didn't want to tell him, then there was no point in asking.
Immediately, Klein mentioned another thing that concerned him.
He raised his hand and waved, and from behind the high-backed chair that symbolized "The Fool", a book mixed with an illusory atmosphere quickly flew out and landed gently in front of Klein.
Klein, who was no longer rigid in his sitting posture, flipped through the book that he had not had time to read last time. With the memory brought by the "divineer", it took him more than two minutes to write down the words from "Magician" to "Magician".
All the potion ingredients and rituals needed for "The Master of Puppetry".
It wasn't until he confirmed that the contents of the potion formula had been deeply imprinted in his mind that he raised his head and asked casually:
"The 'Puppet Master' characteristic extracted from Rosago, you said last time that you would do some processing. Where is it now?"
"Secret", who had been silent just now, was startled for a moment, and his sluggish eyes suddenly turned and immediately became more alert.
He turned his right hand, and the thin mist wrapped around his wrist stirred. A completely black right hand glove was spit out by the mist, and was neatly stacked and spread out on the long bronze table.
Snap.
The gray mist is still surging, and the wooden box that Klein sacrificed to the gray mist last time—the mysterious item obtained from the party hosted by the old Mr. Eye of Wisdom—is shaking on the surface of the long table.
The sound lasted for a long time before it calmed down.
"Secret", who was still sitting casually, grabbed the wooden box, and a look of inquiry appeared on the gentle elf's face.
"Why do you collect items that smell like the Hanged Man?"
"Huh?" Klein's realization retracted from the single glove that was neatly stacked, and he subconsciously made a sound that was not very smart.
The scent of the Hanged Man?
Although I know that this definitely does not refer to Mr. "The Hanged Man", but isn't the name "The Hanged Man" the name "Mystery" often uses to refer to the true Creator?
Is that black snake a member of the Aurora Society, or did he simply pick up the remains of an extraordinary person who died in the "Secret Prayer" path?
He remembered that the item contained in the wooden box was a blackened ear.
"This should be the product of a 'Secret Prayer' who prayed when the Hanged Man was not in good spirits and died suddenly. Anyway, you sacrificed it directly this time instead of trying to divination yourself. It's a
A wise choice." Mystery, who was playing with the wooden box with one hand, moved his thumb and opened the lock. Blocked by the distance and the ubiquitous gray fog, Klein, who was sitting across from him, could barely see the items inside the box.
Divination... Klein suddenly remembered that "Secret" once said that he was "bombed awake" when he was divining the Eternal Blazing Sun. His frown suddenly dropped, and he felt embarrassed.
At that time, I was not directly roasted into a ball of charcoal, and the automatic repair of the palace on the gray fog should have "secret" contributions. I don't know what He was thinking at the time...
Although "Mysterious" didn't seem to care much, Klein quickly changed the topic in order to get rid of this strange reverie.
"That black glove, you won't make the extraordinary characteristics left by Rosago into a sealed object, right?"
Because at a glance he saw the black and gray auras lingering on the surface of the gloves, Klein couldn't help but feel worried.
He originally thought that since Rosago retained the extraordinary characteristic of "Master of Secret Puppet", he would not have to search hard for the main ingredients of the potion when he was promoted to Sequence Five. But if this characteristic was made into a sealed object, what would happen?
Doesn’t it mean that you can’t take advantage of yourself?
"Yes, this glove allows you to use most of the extraordinary abilities of the 'Puppet Master' in advance. In addition to the core abilities and illusions of the 'Faceless Man', you can manipulate spiritual threads, flame jumps, air bullets,
You can master these abilities in advance." "Mystery" obviously didn't care that his actions might cause Klein to lose the Sequence Five magic potion. Instead, he introduced it seriously, "The 'world' you played before can also use this item.
, running parallel lines when playing the role of the 'Fool'."
Listening to the ability possessed by this item, Klein opened and closed his mouth, and finally gave in to the powerful ability of this glove.
"So what are the negative effects of it?"
"Afraid of fire damage, and at the same time, the spiritual consumption when using its own ability is also a problem for you." "Mysterious" answered without thinking at all.
Afraid of fire damage, which is not even as serious as the negative effects of some level 2 sealed objects behind Chanis Gate in Tingen? Klein frowned.
Level 2 sealed objects generally correspond to medium-sequence extraordinary characteristics. As the "Secret Puppet Master" is a sequence 5, the corresponding items should be similar to the Antigonus doll originally used by the Nighthawks team, and they should all be negative.
The kind with serious effects.
Seeing Klein's confused expression, "Secret" thought about it and reminded him nonchalantly.
"Items made with extraordinary characteristics and naturally formed sealed objects are generally affected by the residual influence of the original owner's spiritual consciousness in the characteristics. There are some incomprehensible negative effects that have nothing to do with the extraordinary characteristics themselves."
"At the same time, high-level beings can also rely on their own status to weaken or even ignore the negative effects of sealed objects. Of course, if there is a powerful 'craftsman', the negative effects of the item itself can also be weakened to a certain extent.
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It has to do with the remaining spiritual consciousness of the original owner and the level of the "craftsman"... Klein chewed on the "mysterious" supplement, and his thoughts gradually became clearer.
This item should have come directly from the hands of a powerful "craftsman", perhaps it was made by "Mystery" himself using some methods. As for the so-called spiritual residue...
I probably shouldn't have decapitated Rosago with the brimstone-flamed chain blade...
Klein's eyes fell on the neatly stacked gloves again, and he felt a little regretful for a moment.
But within a few seconds, he shook his head and accepted it all naturally.
After the battle with Rosago, he had already experienced the terror of the "Puppet Master's" ability. As long as he used it properly, he would have a chance of winning even if he was fighting a mid-level Beyonder.
As he raised his hand, the two items placed by "Secret" flew in the direction of "The Fool" and slowly fell, flush with the notes and crystals placed on the corner of the table.
Immediately afterwards, Klein let out a sigh.
In the wooden box that "Secretly" opened just now, most of the ear stained with the aura of the true Creator has disappeared, replaced by an iron-black, simple badge.
An inverted cross is entwined with thorns, and simple yet symbolic patterns are carved on the surface of the badge. Every scratch exudes the brilliance of spirituality.
He slowly picked up the badge placed in the wooden box, moving cautiously until his fingertips actually touched the surface of the badge, and then he gradually became bolder.
He did not directly hear the dizzying and painful murmurs like last time... Klein simply turned the badge a few times in his hand and immediately put it back into the wooden box.
"It's just the remnants of the Hanged Man's ravings. You can think of it as a one-time spell. To activate the spell is 'filth'." "Secret", leaning against the back of a high-backed chair, explained casually.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Klein did not ask any further questions. He just nodded and then turned his attention to the all-black glove with only one.
He slowly put the glove on his right hand, and at the same time used the power of the gray mist to gather the surrounding mist, making it thicker and thicker until the traces on his right hand were completely covered.
Then, with his thoughts, on an empty seat on the right side of the long bronze table, a stand-in wearing an all-black robe with the same appearance as the "world" played by Klein in the last tarot meeting appeared out of thin air.
This clone was obviously not as good as the ones "Mystery" had created before. It had a dull expression and no agility. It was more like a wax figure. It was impossible to deceive everyone in the Tarot Society at first glance.
However, Klein, who was sitting upright, was still spiritually spreading. As the all-black glove on his right hand was activated, Klein's normal vision was distorted.
In the air, one after another, illusory and hazy black threads emerge from the dummy and float outward.
Suddenly, the fingertips of Klein's right hand, which was flat on the table, moved.
The dummy located on the left side of the "sun" immediately stood up and looked a little excited.
But after that, Klein never tried to directly move his fingers to control the dummy. In his mind, as long as he moved his mind, the standing dummy would make any determined instructions without delay.
The movements gradually changed from jerky to familiar, normal and agile.
In the eternal gray fog, "Secret" silently watched the somewhat childish behavior of his body, and his completely black eyes clearly reflected his efforts to become familiar with the ability of the sealed object.
Time passed by little by little, and the spirituality in Klein's body was almost exhausted.
Finally, he withdrew his right hand, and the all-black glove slowly took off from his right hand, passed over his fingertips, and placed it casually beside him.
It can only be used for about six minutes. Well, my spiritual power just now is not sufficient. The maximum I can control is seven to eight minutes...
Calculating the spiritual consumption of the sealed object, Klein clearly realized what "Secret" said, not counting the negative effects. If he relied on this sealed object, he would probably run out of spiritual energy before the battle was over!
The remaining abilities of this glove can only be tried after returning to reality... Klein raised his head and glanced at the "Mystery" located opposite him, only to find that the other party had already disappeared, leaving only an empty space.
Stone chair.
"Ha." Klein laughed silently, and soon his spirituality spread and his body shape disappeared.
After a while of manipulation, he overdrawn his little spirituality, and the two items left on the gray mist also passed through the door of gifting from the gray mist and returned to reality.
Sitting on the only single sofa in the apartment, Klein rubbed the all-black glove in his palm, with a hint of teasing in his ice-blue eyes, and said with a wicked smile:
"'Substitute', I will call you 'Substitute' from now on."