Maybe I could use it as a "bridge"... Just as this thought flashed through Klein's mind, his right hand had already grabbed the dark golden brooch in the shape of a sunbird.

At the same time, he used his own spirituality as a vortex to absorb the power that was pried open in the mysterious space and directed it towards the Sun Brooch like a tide.

The slight tremor above the gray fog suddenly became obvious, and points of pure light intertwined, swept, and rushed towards Klein, merging with his spirituality.

The dark golden sunbird brooch immediately burst into a dazzling brilliance, which became brighter and thicker, and instantly condensed into drops of golden translucent liquid.

These bodies quickly merged together and transformed into a figure as tall as Klein, a golden figure, a sacred figure!

As expected... A higher level of power makes the "Holy Water of the Sun" produced closer to God's gift! Klein was delighted and turned his gaze back to the crimson star that symbolized the "sun", to the figure that was waiting to be in harmony with the great existence.

As for the fact that the golden "Holy Water of the Sun" condensed into a sacred human figure, it was not caused by the mutation of the "Sun Brooch", but was a thought that popped up in Klein's subconscious mind.

At this point, he was able to let the golden figure come forward and, through the illusory crimson stars, overlap and merge with the small "sun" in the secret ceremony, expel the "evil spirit" lurking in his body, and bring him certain knowledge and wonderful spiritual experiences.

However, at this moment, Klein did not have much confidence.

The power that was pried open in this mysterious space above the gray fog was obviously at a higher level than his spirituality, so he could not control it smoothly. The power of the golden figure formed by this was mixed, chaotic, and uncoordinated. If it was used in this way, the effect would be at most 10% of the expected value.

Amon was suspected to be a descendant of the ancient sun god, born into a "blasphemer" family in the Tudor Empire of the Fourth Epoch. Even if he was not his true form, he successfully concealed himself from the high-sequence "demon hunters" and the powerful magical items that maintained the existence of the City of Silver. Klein was not sure about relying on the 10% effect alone.

His initial plan was just to give it a try. If it didn't work, he would temporarily block the little "sun" and reconnect after finding a better solution.

However, at this point, Klein naturally wanted to do his best and strive to succeed in one go.

After disguising himself as a "fool" close to the gods for so long, he was still a little proud and wanted to save face... He laughed at himself and prepared to find a way to improve the exorcism effect of the golden figure at the last moment.

Of course, he could only waste a few seconds, otherwise the ceremony would be over... Klein's eyes once again swept over the items on the long bronze table, and he could only think of words like "high level" and "high status".

Based on the fortune teller's spiritual intuition, his eyes stopped on an object:

The card of blasphemy, the "Black Emperor" card!

Of all the items Klein owns, only this one can match the words "high level" and "high status"!

As for the Azik Copper Whistle, Klein clearly remembered that when he faced the descendant of the evil god at the Blackthorn Security Company, it was completely suppressed.

However, the "high level" and "high status" of the "Black Emperor" card refers to the knowledge inside. No, after the holder is promoted to a high sequence, it can also produce subtle induction with the required extraordinary materials. Moreover, it also has the characteristics of anti-divination and anti-prophecy... In other words, its status itself is not low... I don't need to use it to fight. As long as I can use its "high status" to suppress the power of prying this mysterious space above the gray fog, so that the golden figure is chaotic and chaotic, and the degree of incoordination and unnaturalness is reduced to a minimum, that will be enough!

Klein quickly came up with an idea and reached out to grab the face-up "Black Emperor" card!

At this moment, he caught a horrified sight from the corner of his eye:

Within the "sun" silhouette outlined by the illusory light of the crimson star, a hand that was shriveled to the point where only skin and bones were left suddenly stretched forward and slowly but firmly grabbed towards the border of the crimson star, giving people a feeling of penetrating reality and entering the spiritual realm.

That Amon was trying to use the connection to open the boundary and reach his hand into the gray fog!

Woo!

For the first time, the boundless gray-white fog showed some disorder; the previous "flow" seemed to have gathered into waves and then into strong winds.

Klein's pupils shrank, and he picked up the "Black Emperor" card without hesitation.

As soon as he got this item, he immediately felt that his spirituality was no longer subject to the forces that were prying open the mysterious space.

Suddenly, the golden figure became extremely tall, and pairs of huge black wings grew out from its back, twelve pairs in total!

And on each pair of wings there are feathers of light and dark, engraved with many mysterious symbols.

The gold and black formed a sharp contrast. Under Klein's command, the huge figure spread its wings and covered the broad dome of the towering palace.

Silently, the sacred yet corrupt, bright yet dark figure flashed out and overlapped with the small "sun" that was created by the crimson stars!

Light and shadows intertwined, winds were blowing wildly, and the hand, which was so shriveled that there was no flesh and blood left but only skin and bones, was shrinking backwards uncontrollably, but it was determined not to retreat.

It is like a person falling off a cliff, reaching out to grab the life-saving protrusion and refusing to let go even if he dies.

Woo!

In the illusory and complex sound, light and darkness completely erupted, and the shriveled palm finally lost its "support point" and fell backwards suddenly, constantly disintegrating and disappearing.

After several seconds, the gray mist and the mysterious space above it completely returned to calm, as if no one had set foot there for millions of years.

Klein looked again, and the distorted, unreal, and weird creature was no longer entangled with the blurry figure of the little "sun".

Huh! He let out a breath that was difficult to control, then visualized the before-and-after contrasting images and threw them at the little "sun" figure outlined by the crimson light, letting him understand it for himself.

…………

Silver City, Berg's house.

"The Sun" Derrick felt that he was both awake and in a trance at the same time.

He seemed to see a series of indescribable figures, different colored lights containing infinite knowledge, and a majestic and tall golden figure looking down at everything.

This figure stood beside Mr. Fool in the thick gray fog, with twelve pairs of huge, dark and mysterious wings behind him.

Unconsciously, Derrick felt that he had come into contact with the figure with a strong contrast between gold and black. Not only did his body and mind become warm and pure, he seemed to understand what sunshine was, and he also directly comprehended the knowledge of how to make holy water and how to exorcise evil spirits.

It also contains some images that he cannot understand, such as the towering and hidden pyramid-shaped mausoleum.

The wonderful spiritual experience intoxicated Derrick, as if he had returned to his most carefree childhood and entered an imaginary sunlit land. It was not until everything disappeared and the simple furniture in the room came into view that he came back to his senses.

“Is this the ‘secret covenant ceremony’ mentioned in the textbooks? For more than two thousand years, no one in Silver City has succeeded, and no one has come into contact with the great existence…” At this moment, Derrick’s dullness and loneliness were much less, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

Mr. Fool's so-called experiment is to confirm whether the environment in our Silver City is suitable for completing the "Secret Ceremony"? Is all that knowledge and wonderful feelings the reward He gave me? Derrick lowered his head again and said with great respect:

"Thank you, Mr. Fool!"

At this moment, gray mist suddenly filled his eyes. In the center of the mist was a high chair with the "Fool" sitting leisurely on it.

Then, Derrick saw himself, covered by a transparent, illusory figure.

The figure was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed hat of the same color, and a crystal monocle on his face, which was wrapped around his body like a python!

This... that Amon is not dead! He escaped the magical items and the attention of His Excellency the "Chief" and parasitized in my spirit body! Derrick's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw himself now, no longer entangled by Amon.

Mr. Fool found him and solved him? Sun Derrick's heart dropped back to its original position, his forehead was covered with cold sweat of fear, and his face instinctively showed a look of reverence.

He subconsciously said the words described in the mythology course:

"Praise you, Mr. Fool!"

…………

In the deep darkness somewhere unknown, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the surrounding area.

This is a plain full of gullies, where a blue-black Cyclops is wandering unconsciously.

His eyes were lifeless, and his face was covered with signs of decay and pus. A grayish-yellow gas permeated his body, interweaving into clouds in the air.

And at his feet, in the deepest ravine of the plain, a figure was standing on the edge, looking down.

With the help of the lightning, a thick and broad gray-white building was vaguely visible at the bottom of the ravine.

The figure was wearing a black classical robe and a pointed hat of the same color. He had black curly hair, black eyes, a broad forehead, and thin cheeks. He looked exactly like the shadow that Derrick Berg had seen before.

He raised his hand and squeezed the crystal monocle, then turned his head to the left and looked into the distance.

"Sure enough..." He suddenly whispered in ancient Feysac language.

After a pause, the figure smiled and uttered a word:

"Fool."

Before he finished speaking, he had already jumped into the ditch in front of him.

At this moment, the lightning subsided for a second, and darkness completely enveloped the world.

…………

After resolving the fatal danger, Klein returned to the real world and once again felt the urgency of upgrading his sequence.

The Amon I eliminated was not his real self. If he is really interested in the mysterious space above the gray fog, he will return to the City of Silver soon. By then, I wonder if the two legendary magical items and the three "demon hunters" can stop him...

His clone is so strange and terrifying, so one can imagine how strange his original body is... Therefore, he must summarize the rest of the "magician" rules as soon as possible, and better grasp the mysterious space above the gray fog through digestion and advancement... Maybe he can make use of the "shepherd" elder of the Silver City, if she is indeed contaminated by the "True Creator"...

Klein opened the bathroom door and went down to the first floor in deep thought.

The fastest update, please read without pop-ups.