"Why not set Wall of Spirituality? Is it because I am right next door and you are too reassured?"
Before confessing that he was "the world", every time "Tarot Club", Klein would sneak into the bathroom or lock himself in the bedroom under various excuses. At that time, he would usually use Wall of Spirituality to isolate himself from the outside world to avoid being disturbed.
But after the identities of both parties were disclosed, Klein rarely did this. Although the two would still wait for Mr. Fool's call separately, they would be in different bedrooms, or one would be in the living room and the other would stay in the bedroom.
Now he doesn't even use Wall of Spirituality?
Angel chuckled, walked forward, and gently poked Klein's waist. He found that the other party had no reaction, and there seemed to be an invisible force protecting his body to prevent him from falling.
"It seems that this is the blessing from Mr. Fool..."
After thinking about it, Angel gave up trying to move Klein to the bed. This might destroy Mr. Fool's summoning ritual, or cause harm to Klein.
However, maybe you can draw a painted face for him, such as a cat, so as to remind him to remember to use Wall of Spirituality to protect himself next time... Angel just had this idea in his mind, and suddenly found that Klein's current standing posture seemed a bit familiar.
"I should have seen this scene before... a long time ago, not long after I met him..."
Angel's eyes gradually widened, his mind was overwhelmed with thoughts, and he finally found the information that was about to be forgotten in the corner.
When the Tingen City, Docklands, and Nighthawks teams used Sealed Artifact 2-049 to track Ray Bieber, Klein was accidentally controlled by Antigonus Puppet and fell into a stagnant state similar to "Marionettization".
At that time, he was standing in this weird and stiff posture now!
The idea was opened, and Angel immediately confirmed more details.
"It turns out that Antigonus Puppet's ability to control nearby people is similar to controlling Spirit Body Threads. The sluggish state is the reaction after being initially controlled... the same as when 'King of the North' was controlled by Klein?
"Klein was controlled by Sealed Artifact at the time, and then got rid of the abnormal state on his own. Although I helped him excuse the loss of control caused by contact with Antigonus Family Notebook, in fact, he was still some distance away from the notes at that time...
"Same posture, this time Mr. Fool pulled him on top of Gray Fog. What about last time?"
Could it be that before I confirmed to Mr. Fool and submitted Klein's information in an attempt to develop him into a member of Tarot Club, he had already...
... Have you been in contact with Mr. Fool?
After sending Angel away, Klein immediately stopped pretending. He waved his hand and hid the "world" in Gray Fog. He sat on the high-backed chair belonging to Fool, waiting for the "sacrifice" of the people who had previously reached a deal on Tarot Club, and then "gifted" the corresponding items to the right person.
"I'm like an e-commerce intermediary now, waiting for the seller to deliver the goods... Haha, the Fool Express, do you want to know?"
He joked to himself, and soon waited for the first transaction between Ms. "Magician" Miss and "Hermit".
After a busy moment, he finished "sending" the corresponding items until there was only a dark stinger about 15 centimeters long on the long bronze table in front of him.
This is the last piece of "Despair" Potion needed by "Poison Needle of the Black-Striped Shadow Scorpion", Angel, Auxiliary Materials, sacrificed by Mr. "Sun".
"Angel should be very happy to get it... but I can't be happy. Maybe not long after, the first Demigod of Tarot Club will be born, and it won't be me..."
He said with half joy and half regret, hoping that the other party would slow down a little and wait for himself who had just been promoted to Sequence 5.
After hesitating for a moment, Klein clicked on the Crimson Star that belonged to "Empress" and was about to pretend to be Fool and tell the other party that it was OK. He was about to receive the "gift", but was surprised to find that in the gray mist, next to the screen centered on Angel, his own body, which was frozen in place after walking four steps backwards and boarding Grey Fog Space, appeared.
What? Where is my Wall of Spirituality?
Even in the Spirit Body state, Klein felt a chill on his back and broke into a cold sweat. He ignored the considerations and directly communicated with Angel, interrupting her frowning, staring at his actions, and whispered:
"Mr. 'Sun' has completed the sacrifice, you can prepare to receive the gift."
This "harassment" successfully interrupted Angel's thoughts. She looked up at the ceiling in surprise, then lowered her head and responded after a moment:
"Thanks for your help, Mr. Fool."
Among the Gray Fog Palace, "Mr. Fool" breathed a long sigh of relief.
He decided to go out and drive Tarot Club from now on.
After hastily setting up a temporary altar and obtaining the sacrificial materials for "Sun" from Mr. Fool, Angel placed the materials that had been sealed separately piece by piece on the table one by one and counted them happily.
"Main materials: Gazer's eyes, Complete Poison Sac of the Black-Striped Shadow Scorpion.
"Auxiliary Materials: Poison Needle of the Black-Striped Shadow Scorpion, 150 ml of blood from Gazer, 10 drops of juice from Blood Mist Tree, and 1 portion of homemade highly toxic medicine."
Now, as long as you put them together into a container, or even hold them together with your hands, you can directly form Potion for consumption...
Angel's eyes swept over the pair of breathtaking pale eyeballs, the black and green shriveled poison sac, and other Auxiliary Materialss, and finally stopped at the poison needle worth 3,000 pounds.
"The simplest step has been completed, and now comes the difficult part: how to kill a Demigod and take Potion in his despair..."
Starting from Sequence 5, promotion requires not only a complete Potion, but also a corresponding ceremony to assist. Angel, who has had promotion experience, knows that the ceremony is by no means a process that can be perfunctory or skipped, but must be performed during the service. It is an important means to stabilize the mind, Spirit Body and body after taking Potion. If you are not careful, you will directly lose control and become a monster or die on the spot due to the interference of Mental Imprint remaining in Potion.
The same must be true for "desperate" promotions.
Therefore, Angel did not deploy Potion immediately, even if it could maintain its effect for a long time with appropriate storage methods.
After putting all the materials away again, Angel heard the voice of Door Opening coming from behind. She looked back and saw that it was indeed Klein who walked out of the second bedroom.
He probably didn't notice that I was going to draw a cat face on him... Angel thought a little uneasily.
But she was quickly relieved. After all, she and Klein were the only ones in the room at that time, and the latter Spirit Body was still at the "Tarot Club" venue and had no idea what was happening outside.
"Unless Mr. Fool told him... but maybe, his relationship with Fool is even closer than that of us Tarot Club's 'elders'?"
She muttered, took the initiative to go forward, and told him the good news that she had gathered all the materials for "Despair" Potion.
"City of Generosity" To the west of Bayam, in a private house near the Governor's Mansion.
Thick candles were burning in the basement, and the faint light illuminated the floor covered with blood. Mutilated corpses were piled randomly in the corners, and their missing parts were placed on a narrow stone altar.
A cold man wearing a black clergy robe with tan skin and sunken eyes faced the altar, his head lowered, as if he was lost in thought.
Suddenly, the movement on the altar woke him up. The man squinted at the pile of carefully selected flesh, blood and organs, and found that they seemed to be picked up one by one by invisible hands and piled towards the center of the altar.
The dim light of the surrounding candles was dyed with different colors, red, blue, green, and purple, which seemed to correspond to different desires, making the man feel the tyranny, greed, resentment, and lust in his heart surge like waves.
Even as "Rose School" Demigod who admires Indulgence's desires, he couldn't help but frown.
"Shanks, was the ceremony successful?"
he asked softly.
It was not an easy task for him to collect so many sacrifices under the noses of Church of Storms's "Sea King" and the newly arrived military officer Demigod.
"God has responded..."
A cold voice came, and then the black curtain hanging on the wall automatically moved without wind, covering the altar, covering the flesh and blood that was constantly squirming and combining.
Behind it, a thin figure changed from invisible to transparent, and then completely emerged from transparent.
He also has the unique brown skin and facial features of the Southern Continent, with sparse white hair, deep wrinkles, and brown eyes staring closely at the altar.
The flesh and blood under the black curtain gradually swelled, pushing the curtain into a sharp shape, and then expanded to form a thick shape. Wisps of dark red blood soaked into the curtain, becoming colorful and extremely evil under the candlelight of various colors.
Boom, boom, boom.
Heavy beating sounds hit the eardrums of the two people, and the curtain became uneven, as if there were branches of different shapes stretching everywhere below. More blood gushes out from under the curtain, flowing down the altar and spreading all over the ground.
When the old man named Shanks couldn't stand the beating of the drum, the sound suddenly stopped.
The curtain suddenly collapsed, and the flesh and blood inside seemed to be condensed together, leaving only two slightly bulging parts.
Swish——
The curtain was lifted by invisible hands, and underneath was a "Flesh and Blood Tree" plant that was already in a semi-melted state. Its branches had a round "fruit" that was trembling gently on the rotten flesh and withered branches.
"Mother Tree of Desire!"
Shanks shouted loudly, lowered his head devoutly, and repeated the name of God that he believed in.
"Crack!"
In the midst of his prayers, there was a soft sound, and the fist-sized fruit exploded, growing its own limbs and head. The withered and fragile limbs barely supported the huge head. There were no normal facial features on it, only a big mouth that almost split the head in two when it opened.
The palm-sized humanoid mouth exhaled gray-white and dark red mist one after another like breathing, and was inhaled by it before dissipating.
"From Vertekk to the Berserk Sea, and finally to Bayam, we spent countless efforts and finally received the gift of God, which can help us sense the existence of those two targets, capture them alive, and dedicate them to Mother Tree!"
Shanks shouted again. The crazy look made the other man frown slightly, but he quickly adjusted himself and asked in a low voice:
"Then let's do it now?"
"At the feet of 'Sea King'? Unless Lord Suah comes in person, there is no chance... find a way to force them out of the city, it is best to separate them and defeat them one by one..."
Before the old man finished speaking, the basement door was pushed open from the outside.
"Master Shanks, Master Zatwin."
The person who came was none other than "Admiral of Blood" Senior, who was wearing a three-cornered hat and had a pale face. He first greeted the two of them respectfully, and then continued:
"The location of Turanney von Helmholtz has been exposed!"