In the exhibition hall where Roselle's diary was placed, two members of the "Mechanical Heart" team suddenly heard a clicking noise.
They turned their heads at the same time and looked at the seal that looked like building blocks on the glass display case.
Inside the scaled-down model of the museum's first floor, a grey dot was flickering.
"There is an inanimate object in the nearest bathroom." One of the team members made a clear judgment.
Another team member relaxed a little, frowned, and said in a speculative tone:
“Dead leaves blown in by the wind?”
"It's possible." The team member who spoke first nodded and said, "Let's ask the security personnel passing by to check and confirm the situation. The captain asked us to stay here and not leave no matter what happens, especially not alone."
If they encounter the most urgent situation, they can evacuate with Roselle's diary.
"Okay." His companion had no objection.
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In the office area on the second floor of the museum, Klein was like a floating soul, passing through wall after wall and flying towards the top of the restored study.
However, he did not fly too fast. He kept sensing the fire downstairs and calculating the distance.
When the straight line between the two points was close to 30 meters long, he raised his illusory and transparent right hand and snapped his fingers silently.
In the bathroom on the first floor, the box of matches suddenly exploded with a small bang.
Immediately afterwards, red flames leaped up, igniting the paper towels, the potted plants, and the wooden isolation door.
The raging fire has not spread yet, but the sound is shocking enough.
The security personnel who were nearby and heard the sound immediately rushed to that location. In the exhibition hall that was monitoring the entire situation on the first floor, two members of the "Mechanical Heart" team also saw the flames in the "model" at the same time, and subconsciously rushed there, trying to put out the fire and preparing to capture the person who created the chaos.
However, they stopped after running just two steps, and remembered the captain's instructions:
No matter what happens, do not leave this exhibition hall and leave Roselle's diary!
They looked at each other, looked warily at the two entrances of the exhibition hall, and quietly took out their own extraordinary weapons.
As extraordinary people of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, they never lack equipment.
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At this time, Max Livermore, who was patrolling the different exhibition halls on the first floor with a lantern, also noticed the movement and rushed towards the exhibition hall where Russell's diary was without thinking.
Securing your belongings takes priority over catching the intruder!
Moreover, Max believed that no matter what the other party's purpose was, as long as they entered the first floor of the house affected by the seal and entered the various exhibition halls, it would not be so easy to leave!
If there is a lack of help outside, the intruder may even be trapped and killed here!
Even with help, it would still take a long time to break the effect.
"Once you come in, you'll be caught in a trap!" Max Livermore ran quickly through exhibition halls and finally saw the figures of his two companions.
At this time, Klein on the second floor of the museum had penetrated the door and wall according to the layout in his memory and arrived at the position directly above the restored study.
He did not rush to take any follow-up actions, but instead looked down first.
Because the stone slab was relatively thick, Klein was unable to vaguely confirm whether there was an aura or emotional color underneath. He could only open his arms, fall forward, and lie on the ground silently.
His illusory and transparent figure quickly blurred and merged into the floor.
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On the ceiling of the first floor, where a huge crystal chandelier was hung, an almost invisible and vague human face suddenly appeared.
This strange human face looked down at the exhibition hall, its eyes moving constantly, taking in all the scenes in every corner of the area.
There are no Beyonders, no security personnel... Klein muttered, and his entire figure penetrated the ceiling, half flying and half landing in front of Roselle's desk covered by glass.
He took a quick glance and without hesitation stretched out both hands at the same time, grabbing the bookmark in the "Creative Manuscript" and the bookmark that looked like a child's doodle.
This was to prevent a powerful Beyonder from using miraculous means to reconstruct the scene here, so he had to show that he did not know which bookmark was abnormal, so that the investigator would not suspect Miss "Justice" who had only touched one bookmark.
The spirit blessed by Azik's copper whistle passed through the glass cover with a little sluggishness, firmly grasped the two bookmarks, and then wrapped them in the spirit body.
After completing this step, Klein felt much more at ease, no longer feeling anxious or nervous.
He stretched out his hands again and grabbed other bookmarks.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The loud and shrill cry of a baby suddenly echoed in the exhibition hall.
It was so unreal, as if it came from somewhere very far away.
Klein's body suddenly stiffened, as if the lake water had encountered extremely low temperatures and was visibly frozen.
Even in his spirit state, he seemed to be frozen!
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Accompanying the cries of the baby were thin black cracks that surrounded Klein like discontinuous iron fences.
In just a moment, one of the black cracks opened up, revealing a bloodshot eyeball. In the center of the eyeball was a deep pupil, where tiny white worms as small as an inch long were constantly wriggling and crawling.
One, two, three... The black slits opened one after another, and one strange eyeball after another appeared in the air. They were densely packed, staring at Klein coldly and mercilessly.
With their appearance, everything around them solidified, and even illusory spirits could not penetrate.
Klein even found it difficult to sense the existence of the spiritual world, difficult to see the transparent figures of different shapes at infinite heights, and difficult to see the bright light of different colors that contained a lot of knowledge.
"Why did you only take the bookmark?" A soft but emotionless female voice came into Klein's ears.
He stood frozen in place, and saw in front of him a tall bookshelf divided into two layers, almost reaching the ceiling. There were stairs and passages surrounded by books.
Among them, on the top step sat a figure shrouded in darkness.
The figure's feet in black leather boots hung down, leaning against the wooden stairs, suspended in mid-air.
I didn't even notice her presence... Is this a strong person from the Mechanical Heart? No, maybe a high-sequence strong person! As the thought flashed through his mind, Klein didn't answer and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Why did you just take the bookmark? How did you know to take the bookmark?"
The figure asked again, with a hint of severity in his gentle tone. The bloodshot eyeballs around him expanded rapidly, as if to occupy the entire space.
Before she finished her words, Klein's painted face suddenly revealed a big smile.
His illusory and almost transparent figure disappeared in an instant, and no one knew where he went!
Even the Azik copper whistle and two bookmarks wrapped in his spirit body disappeared!
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Above the gray fog, in the majestic and magnificent ancient palace.
Klein's figure suddenly appeared at the top of the mottled long table.
He leaned back in his chair, chuckled and said:
"Fortunately, I was prepared."
His spiritual state is not an extraordinary ability of its own, nor does it come from the conversion between the physical body and the spiritual body. It is the product of his own summons and response to his own rituals.
The power of this ritual comes from the mysterious space above the gray fog, and from its uniqueness!
Therefore, as long as Klein succeeds, he doesn't need to try to escape. He can just end the summoning and return to the gray fog. Then, from here, he can instantly return to his body in the real world!
Because the space above the gray fog can block the power of gods such as the "True Creator of the Eternal Sun", Klein believes that without the interference of gods, the summoning will not be interrupted!
As long as the other party doesn't kill his spirit right away or make him unconscious, Klein will be able to escape!
This is why he didn't want to "travel a long distance" after becoming a spirit. The interval was too long and there were too many variables.
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The faint crimson moonlight shone in from the window. The woman sitting at the top of a staircase between the bookshelves stared silently at the front of the desk, at where Klein had been. The crying of babies and eyeballs around her had disappeared.
After an unknown amount of time, the top of the stairs was suddenly empty, as if no one had ever been there.
In the exhibition hall where Russell's diary was stored, Max Livermore said to the two team members:
"You guys guard this place, I'm going to look for the guy who sneaked in."
"He must still be trapped somewhere on the first floor by the power of the seal!"
As he spoke, he looked at the sealed object and the "model" on the first floor of the museum, trying to find the red dot belonging to the intruder and quickly lock on to the other party's position.
However, he looked again and again, counted again and again, but he couldn't feel something was right.
The number of people has not increased at all!
"This..." Max Livermore froze in place.
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At 18 King's Avenue, in the storage room of a wealthy businessman.
Klein's eyes regained their spirit, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little.
He left the bookmark and Azik copper whistle on the gray fog and returned to his body in a time-saving manner.
After extinguishing the candles and ending the ceremony, Klein cleaned up the scene and used a specially prepared potion to neutralize the smell of the Holy Night Powder and the essential oil hydrosols used in the ceremony.
After doing all this, he removed the spiritual wall and let the sudden wind blow away the remaining traces.
Then he took out his "master key" and wanted to go through the houses and take a cab in the distance.
After using his walking stick to determine the direction so as not to get lost and return to the Kingdom Museum or go to a church, Klein began to move forward quickly, constantly using the "Master Key" to open doors and walls.
After walking in a straight line for a while, he suddenly became unsure of his own position.
Hmm... I'll be out of here in two houses. If I'm not on Kings Road anymore, I'll find a rental carriage, or maybe do some divination? I'll study the Blasphemy Card as soon as I get home! Klein made a quick decision, put the brass-colored, quaint key against the wall, and turned it gently.
The invisible water waves spread out and he came to the next building of the townhouse.
At this moment, his nose twitched and he smelled a strong smell of blood.
A strong smell of blood! Klein frowned and looked up, seeing a lady lying in the living room in front of him.
The lady's expression was full of pain. There was a large wound on her abdomen and it seemed that all her internal organs were gone.
At the same time, Klein heard a “ho ho ho” sound.