"I do feel a bit impatient, but not that easily angered..." Klein, wearing a triple crown, dark blue robes, and holding the " Sea God Scepter," carefully examined his own condition.
This means that the " Tyrant " card can indeed suppress the negative effects of the " Sea God Scepter " to some extent, but it cannot completely eliminate them.
Klein calmed himself down through Cogitation, then turned his gaze to the pile of clutter in the corner.
"The Travels of Grosser? This is my strongest defensive item so far, and it also has some wonderful uses. But the problem is, it was created by another ancient god, the 'Dragon of Imagination' Angorvid. According to Little 'Sun', this dragon king was once on the same side as Calderon's master, the ancient god of death, the progenitor of the phoenix, Gregari. No one knows if this 'travelogue' will trigger unnecessary changes... Better safe than sorry, it's better not to bring it."
"Similar to the Azik Copper Whistle, the mutated paper figure cannot be tolerated either. It carries the remnants of Artificial Death... This might pose a certain deterrent when exploring Calderon, but it also harbors great hidden dangers."
" The Beyonder Characteristic of the ' Light Priest '? It can effectively suppress the undead and is the natural enemy of the residents of the ' City of the Dead.' However, it's just material and hasn't been crafted into a magical item yet, so its effectiveness is quite limited, and the negative effects are extremely severe. It's very unfriendly to me in my soul form. Besides, lightning can also ' Purification ' the dead. With the ' Sea God Scepter ' and the ' Words of the Sea,' there's no need to bring the Beyonder Characteristic of the ' Light Priest '..." One thought after another flashed through Klein's mind as he eliminated the remaining items in the pile of junk.
His left hand, gloved with human skin, held the " Sea God Scepter," while his right hand gently lifted, causing the " Words of the Sea " scepter to fly up and land in his palm.
Immediately afterwards, Klein, dressed as the Pope, changed the appearance of his soul, hiding his features in the shadow of the triple crown.
He slowly stood up, his deep blue robes fluttering in the wind, his white bone scepter shining brightly.
With just one step, " Tyrant " Klein stepped out of the candlelight through the " Door of Summoning " and into the real world, finding himself in a fairly spacious washroom.
After absorbing the " Fate Siphon " charm and the " Death Knell " revolver into his body, he Door Opening and returned to the living room, Manipulation " Winner " Enzo to take over the " Words of the Sea " black staff.
After thinking for a moment, Klein pulled out the " Death Knell " revolver and handed it to " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell.
Having done all this, he took his two Marionette and, relying on his extraordinary ability to " Travel," headed straight for the Spirit World coordinates provided by the " Magician " lady.
The journey was relatively smooth. The " Tyrant " aura kept the strange and grotesque Spirit World creatures along the way away from approaching, or even looking directly at them. Before long, Klein arrived at his destination.
The scene before him was no different from other parts of the Spirit World. Rich and vivid blocks of color overlapped, and a thin mist permeated some areas. In various secluded depths, pairs of eyes moved away one after another.
As the cape attached to the Pope's robes swayed slightly, Klein made a quick assessment and sent " Winner " Enzo and " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell into a seemingly thin and normal-looking mist.
Suddenly, his vision, gained through the two Marionette, expanded, revealing a magnificent city that could only exist in myths and legends.
This city is different from normal ones; instead of developing upwards, it extends in concentric circles towards the end of a deep pit underground, giving the overall impression of an inverted mausoleum.
The buildings inside come in all sorts of styles, but they are all equally strange. Some are towering, pale stone pillars with huge single houses carved out of the tops; some are long and rectangular with doors on the roof and no windows; some are built underground with a tombstone at the entrance; and some are built with bones, in a messy and disjointed manner.
The closer you get to the end of the deep pit, the better the buildings are preserved; the closer you get to the top, the more collapsed parts there are, filled with the sense of decay and ruin brought by time.
Klein stopped the two Marionette and stood at the edge of the city, looking down at everything, but he couldn't see what the buildings at the bottom looked like. It was shrouded in deep darkness, as if no light had shone in for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
After a brief observation, the " Winner," Enzo, lowered his head and recited in a low, hoarse Ancient Hermes:
" The Fool That Doesn't Belong to This Era ";
" The Mysterious Ruler Above the Gray Fog "
" The King of Yellow and Black, who holds the key to good fortune..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Klein, who was outside Calderón City, heard a series of illusory, layered prayers, which he recognized as coming from a man with a deliberately hoarse voice.
"It was the Marionette's prayer just now..." Klein breathed a sigh of relief, muttering almost imperceptibly to himself, "This means that Calderón City is not shielded from the Gray Fog Gray Fog, at least not in the outer area. I can go in now."
He said this, but he wasn't in a hurry at all. Instead, he Manipulation " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell, making him raise his left arm and open his palm.
A burst of illusory light suddenly erupted, then collapsed inward from a single point, forming a double bronze gate.
The gate was slightly blurry and extremely ethereal, its surface covered with countless mysterious patterns, giving it an indescribable sense of deathly stillness and profoundness.
With a creak, the mysterious bronze door slid backward, revealing a crack.
Through this crack, Klein saw the deepest, most profound darkness.
In the darkness, pale light surged, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, like a river flowing through a lightless night.
On its sides, one can vaguely see huge, pale stone pillars, which are very similar to those in Calderón City, but even more exaggerated.
Just then, pairs of transparent eyes and indescribable faces suddenly appeared, crowding the crack in the illusory bronze gate, eager to pass through.
Klein's eyes stung slightly, and he quickly had the Marionette Ludwell grasp his left hand.
Clang!
The illusory gate, covered in mysterious patterns, was pushed shut by an invisible force and disappeared from the sight of the " Winner," Enzo.
"This mysterious gate that separates life and death and leads to the Underworld seems to have been redirected. Behind the gate is no longer the Underworld, but the core area of Calderón City, the deepest part of the underground pit?" Klein, wearing a triple crown, papal robes, and holding the " Sea God Scepter," nodded thoughtfully.
As a result, many of the abilities of the Death's domain will be rewritten and mutated in Calderón City.
With this understanding, Klein once again had " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell raise his left arm.
The left half of the Marionette quickly became ethereal, with specks of eerie green appearing, as if it had transformed into Wraith or a ghost.
His arms and forearms no longer obeyed the rules of reality, suddenly extending a great distance, his palms unusually pale, with illusory faces protruding from them.
Its face had its mouth half-open, and its tongue, as sharp as a snake's tongue, was covered in white hair.
The tongue shot out so far that it felt unreal, as if it could burrow directly into the human body and suck out the soul.
"Sure enough, Ludwell's ' Death Messenger ' ability, which he obtained through the Underworld creature within his body, has mutated. Not only has it become more powerful, but it has also changed from extracting spirits from a distance to directly absorbing them..." Klein stood at the entrance of Calderon, letting the Marionette " Admiral of Hell " demonstrate the various extraordinary abilities of the " Death " domain, categorizing them and grasping the differences between them and the normal situation.
What they have in common is that they have all become more powerful!
Then Klein had the " Winner," Enzo, experiment with his own special abilities and the various powers associated with the " Flower of Blood " ring and the " Words of the Sea " staff, drawing conclusion after conclusion:
"Unaffected in terms of Fate..."
" Lightning Strike strikes have been suppressed and are much weaker..."
"Can't fly too high..."
"The abilities Wind Blade, Singing, Illusionary Scales, Balance, and Water Curtain remain unchanged..."
With these experiments concluded, Klein led " Winner " Enzo and " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell down the pale steps at the entrance, closer to the outermost edge of Calderón City, where all the buildings had collapsed.
When he was about two hundred meters away, Klein raised his right hand and pressed it against the face in the shadow of the triple crown. Then, holding the " Sea God Scepter," he stepped into the thin mist.
He felt slightly dizzy, and the scene before him suddenly changed; he had entered Calderon, the " City of the Dead."
Suppressing his inner impatience, Klein made his left glove suddenly appear dark.
His body then became ethereal, tinged with darkness, turning into a shadow; only the " Sea God Scepter " in his hand continued to emit a light that was either silvery-white or cyan-blue.
After concealing this fact using the shield of his soul and the suppression of the " Tyrant " card, Klein drifted diagonally forward, blending into the shadows of the collapsed building, and stealthily followed behind the two Marionette, conducting preliminary reconnaissance of the outer area of Calderon.
As he walked, Klein gradually noticed something unusual:
It's so quiet here!
It was so quiet that it was as if the entire city had died, and not even the insects had survived!
According to "Magic Mirror" Arodes and "Red Light" Elmoria, when the Phoenix Ancestor Gregarie lifted Calderon up and threw it into the depths of the spirit world, she did not ask the city's residents to leave beforehand, and spirit creatures would occasionally enter the city.
At this moment, there were no living creatures, skeletons, Living Corpse, or even a single non-structural bone in this outer area!
Klein's tension escalated, and with the help of " Winner " Enzo and " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell's gaze, he scrutinized his surroundings more carefully.
During this process, "his" gaze swept over a broken, pale giant pillar and saw a golden disc inside the broken ancient house at its top.
The smooth surface of the disc reflected a figure, but it wasn't the " Winner " Enzo; it Klein himself, wearing a triple crown and dark blue robes!
Klein's body exuded a chilling aura, his face was deathly pale, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had been dead for some time.