Klein took two steps forward, past the coffee table, stretched his body, and shook his wrist, finding nothing amiss.
He gazed out the bulging window at the gas streetlights illuminating the dim and gloomy scene, and muttered to himself thoughtfully:
"With more dexterity in my hands and more agile movements, even without extraordinary abilities, as long as I study diligently, I can become a top Magician."
This was his first impression of his own changes.
As recorded in the Nighthawks' internal documents, if the Potion provides certain magical abilities, then after consuming it, the Beyonder will be aware of and grasp what exactly they are, as if the corresponding knowledge has been mysteriously infused into their mind and imprinted on their spirit.
"My head almost exploded just now..." Klein smiled and shook his head, carefully recalling his previous feelings and the corresponding spell.
It must be said that " The Magician " is indeed a powerful Sequence 7, possessing many amazing abilities, all of which can be used quickly.
Among them, Klein values and likes three things the most.
The top-ranked item is " Damage Transfer "!
As long as he is not directly killed and his hands can still move, he can transfer wounds from vital locations to less important places such as his arms, turning fatal wounds into minor ones. This is an extraordinary ability that is extremely useful for survival in actual combat.
The only problem is that at Sequence 7, wounds can only be transferred to oneself, and there's only one chance. Perhaps as one's Sequence improves, the wounds can be transferred to objects or other people... It really feels like magic... Klein imagined the future.
The second spell is " Flame Jump," which allows him to Blink between the Kindling he leaves behind and the existing flames within a 30-meter range, similar to Blink. This seems to be due to the special abilities of the Spirit World.
"Hmm, it's perfect for performing magic tricks..." Klein thought to himself with great satisfaction.
More importantly, as he digests the Potion and as his Sequence improves, the range of " Flame Jump " will significantly increase.
The extraordinary ability of the third type of magic is the " Air Bullet " that Klein once saw at the tuxedo Clown's place in the Secret Order.
The " Magician " can create Air Bullet with power and speed comparable to bullets fired from a standard revolver by snapping his fingers or simulating sounds. Moreover, its effects will also improve as the Potion is digested and the Sequence itself develops. Klein suspects that by the time he reaches Sequence 5 or Sequence 4, he will be able to hand-craft cannonballs.
"That way, I won't need to buy a pistol and bullets anymore. No, I still need to buy another one. There are many things that don't require revealing my extraordinary abilities. Problems that can be solved with a gun aren't really problems." Klein nodded almost imperceptibly, then turned to examine other spells and spell-like abilities.
The fourth type is " Paper Figurine Substitute ". In critical moments, the Magician can briefly transform the paper doll he carries into himself and switch places with it. This is a relatively simple Substitution Technique. In addition to blocking Fatal Strike, it can also effectively weaken the damage of a curse.
So this is the purpose of the paper figures carried by " Marionettist " Rosago... He must be very regretful, because he was corrupted by the " True Creator " and had no way to use substitutes... The biggest problem with this spell is that it requires materials to be prepared in advance, namely relatively exquisite paper figures. In the early Fifth Age, Beyonder carrying similar items would undoubtedly be regarded as dark Wizard. Now, if discovered, they would most likely be suspected... Klein carefully considered the uses and limitations of " Paper Figurine Substitute ".
The fifth type is a spell-like ability called " Flame Manipulation." As the name suggests, it allows one to Manipulation flames within a 30-meter radius with a simple action. It can also directly ignite certain items within this range. Once the Potion is fully digested or the Sequence is advanced, it can even "summon" flames out of thin air.
The sixth method is " Illusion Creation," which involves influencing the surrounding environment to create near-realistic illusions with colors, sounds, and smells, thereby deceiving the enemy.
This is considered Magician's signature skill... Klein chuckled softly, walked to the bay window, and proudly admired the night view of the street.
The seventh type is a fake " Underwater Breathing." Its principle is to create an invisible air tube, allowing the Magician underwater to breathe freely and appear to become a so-called Merfolk.
The problem is that the air tube has a length limit. At this stage, Klein can only maintain a length of about five meters at most. In other words, if the water depth exceeds five meters, he may drown.
Of course, the digestion of the Potion and the improvement of its Sequence will lead to the actual growth of the air capillaries.
The eighth is a spell-like ability called " Bone Softening," which helps " Magician " break free from handcuffs, ropes, and boxes.
"They're both my signature skills!" Klein thought to himself, quite pleased.
The ninth type is an evolution of the Clown's ability to turn paper into throwing knives, called " Paper Weaponization." It can not only turn paper into sharp objects, but also briefly transform it into weapons such as sticks and bricks.
These are the nine main spells or spell-like abilities of a " Magician." Although there are no types that are particularly powerful in both attack and defense, and there is a lack of sufficiently bizarre types, their strength lies in their wonder and diversity, which instantly elevated Klein's strength by more than one level, and made him particularly adept at survival and escape.
Moreover, " Magician " possess rapid spellcasting skills. Beyonder in this Sequence do not need to chant incantations or infuse Spirituality; they can cast corresponding spells or spell-like abilities with a simple action.
In addition, the Potion granted Klein some minor magic tricks, but none of them were particularly useful.
"He can barely be considered a decent Beyonder..." Klein sighed silently.
Just as he was about to go out for a stroll and stop by the Bravehearts Bar to replenish his revolver and bullets, the crimson moonlight outside the bulging window, illuminated by the gas streetlights, suddenly deepened and intensified!
Klein looked up in astonishment and found that the dark clouds and mist in the sky had dissipated, and a red moon, slightly more than a semicircle, was clearly visible.
Its outline quickly became full, and in just a second or two, it turned into Full Moon, a blood-red Full Moon!
And this comes just over two weeks after the last Full Moon!
According to the normal calendar and astronomical information, the next Full Moon is about ten days away!
"Is this a ' Blood Moon '?" Klein's lips moved slightly, and he muttered to himself with a hint of relief.
In this world, the Moon's phases are both regular and irregular.
Normally, it's exactly the same as what Klein experienced in his previous life, but a few times a year, it suddenly turns round and blood red. Such situations are illogical. Sometimes, it only happens once a year, and sometimes, it happens four or five times a year.
Neither Astronomer nor Mystic can explain this phenomenon or summarize any patterns. They can only temporarily ignore the problem, regarding it as one of the mysteries, and jokingly say that perhaps the goddess is just in a bad mood. However, women's emotional changes are undoubtedly unpredictable.
Of course, not knowing the reason or understanding the essence does not mean that there is no corresponding phenomenon. In the occult, this situation is called " Blood Moon ". It is believed that it will bring about the rise and explosion of negative emotions, and that it will strengthen the power of the Underworld and the Spirit World. Even if the dead are not awakened, they may crawl out of their graves.
"This is the second time this year, isn't it?" Klein stood by the bay window, admiring the clear, clean sky and the Full Moon, which was round and bright red, and felt that he was in a very good state.
Inside a house in the Cherwood Borough.
Fors Wall, who had attended a party tonight and didn't have time to return to her two-bedroom apartment in St. George Borough's Fors Wall, was sitting cross-legged on the living room sofa, munching on a new kind of bread with meat and vegetables while her hair was disheveled and she was thinking about the plot of her next book.
Suddenly, she frowned and dropped the food and pen in her hands.
The moonlight streaming in through the window grew stronger and redder, while Fors's expression grew increasingly pained.
Every Full Moon, she would hear those maddening babbling murmurs!
thump!
She fell off the sofa, Distortion and struggling there.
After a while, she yanked out a large clump of hair, but the pain did not alleviate the feeling that her head was about to explode, nor did it calm her restlessness that wanted to end her life with a knife.
"It's happening again..." Fors in anguish, his legs twitching and stiffening.
She uttered the name of the deity she worshipped with great difficulty, seeking salvation:
"The great god of Steam and machinery..."
"You are the essence, the embodiment..."
"You are the Artisan's Protector..."
"You are the light of technology, the light of..."
With each recitation, Fors's pain did not lessen; instead, it grew stronger.
Bang!
In her violent rolling, she accidentally knocked over the coffee table, scattering the books on it onto the floor.
Unable to bear it any longer Fors frantically scratched at the wooden legs of the coffee table with her fingernails, leaving deep marks and making a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.
Snap!
Her fingernail snapped off!
Her hair is growing longer in a strange way!
At this moment, Fors felt that she would lose control tonight and turn into Monster. She had just recited the names of several gods, but to no avail.
"I'm going to die... I'm going to die..." She Distortion and rolled around, when suddenly she saw a piece of paper with Ancient Hermes.
Those were mysterious incantations that Hugh discovered in "The History of the Nobles of the Kingdom of Loen "!
Her silent chanting even attracted what appeared to be an evil spirit!
Even if it's an evil spirit... as long as it can help me... I'm willing to accept it... This thought flashed through Fors's mind, somewhat unclearly.
She struggled to look over, and with all her might whispered:
" The Fool doesn't belong to this era..."
"Above the Gray Fog, a mysterious ruler..."
"Ruling, the lucky King of Yellow and Black..."
"Help me, help me..."