Above the Gray Fog, Klein, seated in the " The Fool's " position, beckoned and summoned the " Unshadowed Crucifix."
The verdigris cross was tied together with a seemingly ordinary button, the surface of which had developed a layer of clear, translucent, yet heavy and dignified granules.
This is the " Judge " button of " The Hermit " Cattleya, which was reserved for " The Judgement " Hugh for 3,500 pounds. So " The Admiral of Stars " sacrificed it in advance to Mr. " The Fool," asking this great being to have his Angel help to crush it.
At Monday's Tarot Club, " Judgement " Hugh also pre-ordered " Judge's " Potion recipe for £2,000.
As agreed, everything gained from exploring " The Groselle's Travels " except for knowledge cannot be shared by " Justice " Audrey; she only provided unpaid assistance for the previous killing of Herabergen Rambis. As for " The Star " Leonard, he has the right to sell Potion recipes and historical knowledge, but it is clear that " Judgement " Hugh trusts "World" Gehrman Sparrow more.
"It's almost finished separating, so I can safely exchange the ' Unshadowed Crucifix ' for Little ' The Sun '... After that, if they have similar needs again, they'll definitely prefer to trade with Little ' The Sun ' rather than ask Mr. ' The Fool ' for help. No one dares to frequently disturb a Hidden Existence unless there's absolutely no other way..."
"Once the little ' The Sun ' has the opportunity to become Demigod and transforms the ' Unshadowed Crucifix ' into Beyonder Characteristic, I should also have Sequence 3, which would allow me to draw upon more power from this mysterious space above the Gray Fog and directly shatter the Sealed Artifact..."
"After being 'disinfected' by the Gray Fog, Adam shouldn't be able to locate the little ' The Sun ' using the ' Unshadowed Crucifix.' However, even if he could find it, it wouldn't be a serious matter, as his brother Amon already knew that the little ' The Sun ' was connected to Mr. ' The Fool '..."
"Hmm, Amon seems to be able to freely enter and leave the ' Forsaken Land of the Gods,' I wonder if Adam can..." Klein said as he separated the " Unshadowed Crucifix " from the button that had begun praising the Sun, watching the Beyonder Characteristic that had been extracted coalesce, while waiting for the little " The Sun " to perform the Sacrifice and Bestowal Ritual.
Inside the Round Tower in City of Silver.
Derrick Berg set up the ceremony and watched as a black clay Puppet approached, holding a plain wooden staff, and placed it on the altar.
After earnest prayers and a flurry of activity, the illusory Door of Sacrifice and Bestowal opened, taking away the " Staff of Life " and leaving behind a cross covered in verdigris and studded with spikes.
At the same time, Derrick suddenly recalled the name of the cross, its usage, and its negative effects.
He suppressed his excitement, first thanked Mr. The Fool, and then ended the ceremony, walked to the front of the altar, picked up the " Unshadowed Crucifix," and examined it repeatedly.
After cleaning up the scene, Derrick left and went to the opposite side, where he knocked on the chief's door.
"Come in," Colin Iliad's deep voice rang out.
Derrick turned the handle, pushed open the door, and went inside, calmly displaying the verdigris-covered cross:
"Your Excellency, this is the relic I mentioned before, called the ' Unshadowed Crucifix.' Its method of use is to stain the thorns on it with the blood of the holder."
This time, he specifically changed the description of his belongings to "things left behind".
Colin, with his graying hair, had already turned his gaze to Derrick when Derrick took out the ancient cross. After hearing the introduction, he walked closer with slightly heavy steps, took the item, and examined it from all angles.
Finally, Colin Iliad pressed his thumb directly onto a thorn, letting the bright red blood flow out.
The mottled patina began to peel away, revealing the " Unshadowed Crucifix " as a solid entity composed of pure light, illuminating the entire room and eliminating any remaining darkness.
After an indescribable sense of sacredness filled the surrounding area, Colin loosened his fingers and sighed, saying:
"This is indeed the Lord's possession..."
Although he was born more than two thousand years after the City of Silver was "abandoned," making it impossible for him to have ever experienced the presence of the gods, the city-state still retained many items used in the worship of the Creator. Every time the Blackface Grass Harvest, these items would be brought out and included in the ritual. By comparing these items with the original ones, Colin Iliad could almost confirm the origin of the cross in his hand.
Derrick wanted to respond, but the heavy weight in the chief's words suddenly pressed down on his heart, rendering him speechless.
Colin Iliad said nothing more, and just stood there silently, holding the " Unshadowed Crucifix ".
After several dozen seconds, the chief of City of Silver broke the silence, his voice slightly hoarse as he spoke:
"The return of the Lord's possessions is a sign that we will see the dawn."
"I'll keep this ' Unshadowed Crucifix ' with me for half a day. I need to convene a meeting of all the elders currently in the city to discuss matters and show this item to them."
"Heh, even I can't just dispose of a Saint-level Sealed Artifact at will. Since you've lost the ' Staff of Life,' you must explain to the other elders and ask for punishment. Remember, as a chief, you must have the decisiveness to make decisions on the spot, as well as the courage to bear the corresponding responsibility. You can't think of escaping punishment just because you think it's good for City of Silver. Maybe you're right this time, but you can't guarantee you'll be right every time."
"Don't worry, this ' Unshadowed Crucifix ' will eventually return to you."
The chief's explanation was quite profound... Next time at the Tarot Gathering, please have Mr. " The Hanged Man " explain it... Derrick instinctively wanted to raise his right hand and scratch the back of his head, but ultimately restrained himself and informed Colin Iliad of the negative effects of the " Unshadowed Crucifix ".
Backlund, North Borough, 160 Böklund Street.
Klein sacrificed the " Winner," Enuni, to the Gray Fog to "preserve the Marionette," making it easier to use later. He planned to have the " Earl of the Fallen," Qonas Kilgor, wear the " Flower of Blood " ring and wield the " Staff of Life," creating occasional moments of horror and eeriness in his daily life to help him speed up the digestion of Potion. This way, Enuni would no longer be able to hide in Qonas's stomach using the " Flower of Blood " ring and would have to hide elsewhere, which would be more troublesome. It was better to throw her onto the Gray Fog first, since Klein could create ordinary Marionette whenever he wanted.
Putting the Marionette in a "refrigerator" feels a bit strange... I'm not acting in a horror movie... But it does fit the name " Bizarro Sorcerer " somewhat. Hmm, Zaratul and that Angel from the Antigonus Family both hang their Marionette up to "dry," I'm much better than them! Klein rubbed his chin and stuffed the ordinary, light-colored wooden cane into a specially made cane he bought from Miss " Judgement."
The staff was hollow, large enough to hold a not-too-wide longsword, which Klein used to conceal the " Staff of Life ".
After finishing these tasks, he had his personal servant, who was ostensibly Enuni but was actually Qonas's personal attendant, take away his cane. He then returned to the next room, washed up, went to bed, and slipped into the covers.
During a relaxing and pleasant sleep, Klein was suddenly struck by Spirit Intuition. He abruptly sat up and turned his gaze to the attached balcony.
The curtains there weren't fully drawn, so you could see what was happening outside.
Outside the window, everything was a dark green, with vines growing wildly and flowers blooming in layers, so much so that Klein wondered if he Teleportation into a forest.
"This..." Klein's lips twitched slightly, vaguely guessing what was going on.
He rolled out of bed, strode to the balcony, and swiftly pulled the curtains wide open.
What came into his view was no longer the garden of Dawn Dantès's mansion, but a lush "forest".
"Is this how you make the surrounding area full of life, with both animals and plants thriving and multiplying rapidly? Isn't that a bit too fast?" Klein's expression suddenly became a little blank.
When he previously Divination to confirm the corresponding abilities and negative effects of the " Staff of Life," he "saw" similar scenes, but the revelation he received indicated that there was no harm to the surroundings. Therefore, he believed that growth and reproduction are a relatively long cycle that can be effectively controlled, and that such a scene would only occur after a very long period of indulgence.
With a quick thought, Klein observed all the " Spirit Body Threads " in the surrounding area and found that humans were not affected, but the number of rats, cockroaches and other insects had increased significantly.
This result relieved him, and as he gazed at the "forest" outside the window, he sighed silently:
"It's really not harmful, just a bit exaggerated... Most of the time it still needs to be placed above the Gray Fog..."
About ten seconds later, figures appeared one after another in that "forest". Some of them were thin, and some were thick. They were all "wearing" black trench coats, and their faces were extremely flat, without eyebrows, eyes, noses, or mouths.
These figures, some squatting, some standing, were busy burning weeds, cutting vines, and removing excess flowers in the quiet night.
The next morning, the butler Walter, got up early as usual and opened the window.
The garden outside was bathed in morning mist, with drops of dew condensing and giving off an exceptionally fresh scent.
"Better than yesterday..." Walter nodded slightly, praising the two gardeners.
The vibrant scene stirred something within him, and he inexplicably missed his wife. So he left the room, made a round of arrangements, and finally waited at the restaurant entrance.
Not long after, his employer Dawn Dantès, came down from the third floor with his personal valet Enuni.
Walter stepped forward, bowed, explained the day's arrangements, and then proactively mentioned:
"Sir, I would like to use one day of my vacation this month."
As he spoke, he suddenly noticed that the skin on the neck of the mixed-race male servant behind his employer had split open, revealing a black eye.
Walter was startled and almost stumbled backward, but after blinking, he realized that there were no strange eyes on Enuni's neck at all.
It must be because I didn't sleep well last night and had some strange dreams, which made me a little unfocused and caused hallucinations... Walter quickly gathered his thoughts and lowered his head slightly.
Klein silently apologized and nodded slightly.
"No problem, enjoy a wonderful day with your family."
P. S.: Requesting recommendation votes and monthly tickets on Monday!
PS2: I recommend a book, "A New Interpretation of Investiture of the Gods," which is unrelated to the prehistoric fantasy genre and is a reconstructed version of the Investiture of the Gods story.