Only when the two burning, dark red flames flickered from the Hound of Fulgrim and fell towards Klein did he regain his senses, feeling a mixture of confusion and relief:
"Why would they deliberately mutilate themselves, offering me a pair of eyes surrounded by thick, viscous blood that looked like paste..."
"If this was their trap, I would have stepped into it just now, and stood there frozen for several seconds. In the battle against the ' Bizarro Sorcerer,' this is a fatal Error..."
"However, no matter who it is, it's hard not to have a similar reaction when encountering this for the first time—a terrible enemy you've been scheming to deal with suddenly kneels down and begs for mercy, wagging its tail and fawning over you, it's like something out of a dream..."
"This behavior is very similar to Arrodes's. Could it be that a 'great being above the Spirit World ' can truly exhibit special abilities in the Spirit World?"
In a flash, Klein glanced at the two Hound of Fulgrim, which were crawling in the void and wagging their tails, and reached out his left hand to catch the two dark red flames and the large amount of thick, deep red blood.
Upon first encountering these things, Klein was suddenly struck by familiar murmurs and roars, sometimes sharp, sometimes deep, sometimes frenzied, sometimes alluring, sometimes mad, and sometimes ethereal.
Immediately afterwards, a hazy, grayish-white mist appeared before his eyes.
The fog permeated the surroundings, stretching to the horizon, and above, a majestic palace, resembling the abode of a deity, could be vaguely seen.
This was a scene Klein was very familiar with, because every time he entered that mysterious space above the Gray Fog, he would pass through a similar place.
At first, after taking four steps backward, he had difficulty noticing his surroundings. However, as he adapted and improved his Sequence, he was able to seize opportunities to make some observations more easily.
At this moment, Klein did not chant the name of " Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings " or take four steps counterclockwise.
This made Klein extremely alert. Then he saw several figures vaguely appear in the boundless Gray Fog. They sometimes overlapped with the Gray Fog and sometimes separated from it. They were all Hound of Fulgrim, with dark red flames burning in their eyes and short black fur covering their bodies.
The two Hound of Fulgrim that had lost an eye returned to their companions and blended into the darker patches of Gray Fog.
All the strange phenomena then vanished, and Klein, floating deep within the Spirit World, discovered that the Hound of Fulgrim was no longer "around," leaving only his two Marionette and strange Spirit World creatures wandering in the distance.
... Klein lowered his head, looked at the "eyeball" and blood in his hand, and confirmed by sensing their presence that what he had just experienced was not an illusion.
The Hound of Fulgrim are also known as the Sefirah Castle Keeper... They live in the gaps of history within the Spirit World... I just saw them active within the Gray Fog, blending into the darker patches... Combining what I've seen and heard, Klein gradually formed a bold conclusion:
"Perhaps the Sefirah Castle refers to that mysterious space above the Gray Fog, and to that strange Door of Light..."
"And the Gray Fog is a symbolic entity woven from all the histories of the Spirit World, containing gaps..."
"Every time I enter the mysterious space through the Gray Fog, I leave a trace there so that the Hound of Fulgrim are no longer strangers to me and regard me as the master of the Sefirah Castle. Therefore, as soon as they see me, they immediately offer me the items I need, wagging their tails and begging for mercy?"
"They planned for a whole day, gathered information, and invited help, only to find out they were plotting against their own guards?"
Thinking about this, Klein felt a strange sense of absurdity, as if the " The Fool " above the Gray Fog had reached out his black hand, trying to fleece him, but ended up fleecing him instead.
"Hoo... Sefirah Castle... Although this development fills me with increasing fear, I am finally beginning to understand the master of the Gray Fog and that mysterious space. The unknown is the most terrifying thing..." After standing silently in the depths of the Spirit World for a moment, Klein slowly exhaled and summoned back the two Marionette.
He planned to wait until he had fully digested the " Bizarro Sorcerer " Potion before trying to seek knowledge about the Sefirah Castle from places like the " Magic Mirror " Arrodes. If anything unexpected happened then, he could use his advancement to fight back.
Inside a two-bedroom rental apartment in the East Borough.
With dark circles under her eyes, Fors returned from outside and casually picked up today's newspaper and letters.
"How was it?" Hugh asked, looking up as he had just returned home for lunch.
Fors covered his mouth with his hand, yawned, and said:
"It's not bad. The editor I know is very satisfied with the subject matter and writing style of my new book and has decided to arrange for serialization as soon as possible."
"You don't know, the horror stories from Backlund Hospital are really popular lately. Bestselling Author have already been Spirit Intuition by them and started serializing similar stories. I'm not even one of the first!"
"... This is a good thing." Xiu didn't hesitate for a second before nodding seriously.
This means that Fors, who also wrote the horror stories of Backlund Hospital, will not attract as much attention, and her new pen name will not be put to the test.
"I know." Fors put down the newspaper, pulled out a few letters from inside, and quickly flipped through them.
Soon, she discovered a reply from her teacher Dorian Gray Abraham.
Fors's expression immediately became much more serious. He quickly tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter, and began to read it:
"... Benjamin Abraham was Intis, living during the time of Roselle... Aside from knowledge of the occult and a small legacy, he left nothing of value... Later, all of that was destroyed by the Aurora Order, and I cannot provide any relevant information..."
Mr. Gehrman Sparrow is going to be disappointed... Fors pursed his lips, performed a magic trick, and burned the letter in his hand to ashes.
Then she began writing back, asking her teacher if he knew of the secret ruins of " Blood Emperor " Alista Tudor.
The lead on Benjamin Abraham has gone cold... It's all the fault of those Lunatic from the Aurora Order... Klein arrived above the Gray Fog and listened to Miss " Magician's" prayer.
He also learned that the horror legend of Backlund Hospital had begun to be serialized.
Back in the real world, Klein was about to go out for a meal when he suddenly saw the messenger lady carrying four heads, walking out of the void, one of which was holding a letter in its mouth.
"Who sent it?" Klein asked, slightly puzzled.
Reinette Tinekerr's remaining three heads answered in turn:
"Tempted..." "Idiot..."
Who is this...? Klein was increasingly bewildered. He took the letter, unfolded it, and glanced at it:
"The real culprit behind all that is George III, whose goal is to become the ' Black Emperor.' Are you interested in sabotaging this?"
Trissy.
Trissy? This Witch actually dared to write me a letter? Isn't she afraid of being caught red-handed by the messenger? Right, the messenger just said the sender was a "tempted fool"... Trissy seduced a man, making him help summon the messenger, while she hid far away, waiting for him to contact her through a mirror? Quite clever... Hmm, she's really persistent in investigating this matter. Isn't she worried about being killed by me or George III? That man must be Beyonder. It's still very difficult for ordinary people to perform the ritual of summoning the messenger, after all, it mainly relies on their own spirit and Spirituality... Klein was first surprised, then suddenly understood.
He then began to wonder how Trissy could guess that George III wanted to become the " Black Emperor ".
Without sufficient occult knowledge, without mastering the " Black Emperor's" ascension ritual, and without understanding the corresponding history, even Demigod would find it difficult to guess that it was not as easy as the " Red Angel " Evil Spirit made it out to be!
Could Trissy have other accomplices? Or has she gained more power from the " Primordial Demoness," including various kinds of knowledge and Concealment? Klein frowned slightly, increasingly feeling that there was more to the problem.
If given the chance, he would definitely get rid of the Witch Trissy.
After thinking for about ten seconds, he took out paper and pen from his pocket and quickly wrote a reply:
I'm somewhat interested, but I don't know what you'd like to do.
In the Backlund Bridge Area, a man in his thirties was horrified to see the headless, no, four-headed banshee that had appeared not long before suddenly materialize before him and throw down a letter.
"Are all messengers in the occult world this terrifying?" Nearly five minutes after Reinette Tinekerr left, the man finally caught his breath, picked up the letter, and glanced at it.
During this process, his gaze gradually became fiery, because he would be able to meet that dream beauty again.
As instructed, he waited until evening to find a clump of black paste, separated a small amount, and smeared it evenly onto a mirror.
A few seconds later, the mirror turned dark, as if it connected to another world.
In the blink of an eye, a completely different room appeared in the mirror, where a gentle and beautiful girl in a long black dress stood—it was the Witch Trissy.
The man who had completed the ceremony immediately showed a hint of fascination, and his voice unconsciously softened as he said:
The reply indicated some interest.
Trissy's dimples gradually widened, making both the mirror image and the surrounding area seem a little brighter.
She said with a relaxed expression:
"I will send you a letter. You must pass it on to Gehrman Sparrow, and absolutely do not read its contents."
After receiving the man's unwavering promise, Trissy stretched out her right hand and wiped the mirror, making the dark, shimmering light disappear.
She immediately grabbed a pen and paper, hesitated for a few seconds, and quickly wrote:
"The secret mausoleum required for George III's ceremony should come from ' Blood Emperor ' Alista Tudor, and there is someone who knows a lot about it and may be able to help us infiltrate it and sabotage the ceremony."
"I have a way to contact that being, but I must wait until the next Full Moon. All you need to do is provide me with some blood, hair, flesh, or bones from the descendants of the Abraham Family."
Trissy.
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