Klein's advancement

In the Real World, on the viewing platform of the Meager Manor.

"I'll show you something."

Klein spoke mysteriously to Luther. Then, he took out a box from somewhere. The box was Sealing by layers of Wall of Spirituality, and no aura escaped.

What is this, made so tightly guarded...?

Luther thought to himself.

What's in here?

He asked Klein.

"A Mystical Item, from the Psychology Alchemists's [Pride], Royal Family advisor Hvin Rambis."

Klein replied.

Hvin Rambis?

"You've successfully hunted that guy down?"

"That's right, I asked Miss [Justice] for help... Anyway, this was a powerful weapon that Hvin Rambis possessed at the time," Klein explained. "Lady Arianna reminded me that this thing was quite dangerous, but also very valuable. I planned to sacrifice it to the Goddess in exchange for the Main Ingredient Sequence 3 Potion."

"Switch the Main Ingredient directly? So fast?"

Luther's eyelids twitched.

Why did I procrastinate for so long...?

"Then you should already have the Potion recipe, right?"

"Yes, I've already sacrificed the 'Staff of Life' from City of Silver to the Goddess in exchange for the 'Seer' Pathway Sequence 3 recipe."

Klein didn't mince words and answered directly, "The name of that Potion is 'Scholar of Yore'."

Thinking about this, the details of the formula involuntarily surfaced in his mind:

The Main Ingredient for "Scholar of Yore" are a pair of eyes from the Hound of Forgan (also known as the Guardian of Sefirah Castle) and a flocculent heart from the Mist Demon Wolf. The auxiliary ingredients are: 100 ml of blood from the Hound of Forgan, 30 g of white frost crystals from the Mist Demon Wolf, and a large amount of authentic ancient historical Record (written on paper).

The Ritual for advancement requires being completely detached from reality for at least three hundred years, after one has become history and no longer belongs to the current era, by consuming Potion.

To be honest, what a coincidence. If he hadn't been suspended above the Sefirah Castle for thousands or hundreds of years, becoming the Fool that doesn't belong to this era, and needed to be detached from reality for 300 years to complete this Ritual, Luther would have reached an unknown level by now.

"So, you called me here today so I could keep an eye on things and make sure you don't run into any problems when you get promoted?" Luther roughly understood what he meant.

Klein was indeed cautious, unlike himself, who downed the "Trinity Templar" Potion in one gulp after concocting it—this was partly due to Medici's influence, but also partly due to his own impatience.

"Wait."

Just as Klein was about to perform the sacrifice and blessing Ritual, Luther suddenly interrupted him, "I'm a little curious and want to see what's inside."

"You want to see its actual body?"

Klein said incredulously, "Your inspiration is so high, you usually see things that are already quite outrageous. What if your head explodes today?"

"Stop cursing me."

Luther glanced at him and said, "I'm not that easy to kill."

He certainly possessed extraordinary inspiration, but he also had a resilient body and the Phantom Tide, enough to withstand powerless attacks and mental Corrosion. And he was genuinely curious about what kind of object could be valued by Goddess while also being so dangerous...

At Luther's request, Klein finally dismantled the Wall of Spirituality layer by layer, and then opened the box for Luther.

Luther activated the Phantom Tide to protect his brain, then cautiously glanced inside the box.

Inside the box, lined with soft padding, lay an ice-blue metal cylinder. "Hmm?"

The cylindrical shape was simple, its surface a vibrant ice-blue, like... some kind of profound universe...

The original icy blue color was rapidly deepening, becoming as profound as the base color of the boundless universe. In that magnificent universe filled with galaxies, all the stars shone brightly, dazzling, incomprehensible, and imperceptible. It was vast, yet utterly Indifference.

Sudden.

A Tentacle swept across the Milky Way.

All the brilliant stars exploded automatically upon touching that Tentacle, bursting into a firework against the backdrop of the universe. However, that Tentacle was so enormous that everything else seemed as insignificant as a speck of dust in comparison.

This is the universe! How can that colossal being exist in reality?

Pollution, intense pollution; malice, pure malice. The Tentacle seemed to sense his presence, ceasing their movement and spreading towards him...

"Boom!"

Then, in the next moment, as if something had punched Luther in the face, he jolted violently, slammed into the back of the chair behind him, and his head jerked back.

"Huh? Are you alright?"

Klein was startled and quickly said something. He hadn't expected Luther's reaction to be so strong.

"... fine."

Luther said in a muffled voice, pulling his chin back to face the camera.

At this moment, bright red Blood Tears of blood were flowing from his nose, ears, and eyes. Before they could even run down his skin, the blood was quickly absorbed by Luther, and his face returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Although the Phantom Tide protected the vital spirit, the impact of the turbulence was still unavoidable.

So, what did I just see?

Beyond the Astral World, is there another Monster capable of living independently? No, it seems there isn't just one, but a group... They possess...

"Ugh!"

He covered his forehead and cried out in pain.

Fortunately, this state did not last long, and he quickly returned to normal.

So the power inside this cylinder comes from the Astral World... no wonder it's worth offering to the Evernight Goddess.

"This thing is indeed dangerous... Let the Evernight Goddess enjoy it." Please remember the only official website for this novel: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

He pushed the box forward and then said to Klein.

Klein naturally did not refuse.

He used Wall of Spirituality to separate the inside from the outside, and then performed the "Sacrificial Ritual" according to proper procedures.

From the outside, Luther saw Klein, amidst the Spirituality Storm, throw the metal cylinder called "Rotten Meteor" into the vortex formed by the candlelight. Soon, the illusory sacrificial gate responded to his prayer, swiftly swallowing the strange cylinder.

Not long after, Klein performed another Sacrificial Ritual and obtained some extremely special materials from the illusory vortex formed by the candlelight:

A bottle of thick, viscous blood, almost like paste; a crystal of frost radiating a chilling aura.

The blood of the Hound of Forgan, and the white frost crystals of the Mist Demon Wolf!

Klein gazed at the extraordinary materials with longing in his eyes, as if he were experiencing an instinctive Spirituality attraction.

I suggest you adjust your condition before drinking it.

Luther, with his experience, warned, "This thing really can go out of control."