It wasn't until the two burning, dark red flames swayed from Fulgrim's Hound and fell in front of Klein that he came to his senses, feeling confused and relieved at the same time:
"Why would they voluntarily harm themselves, leaving me with a pair of eyes, with thick, sticky blood flowing around them...
"If this is their trap, I have stepped into it just now and was stunned for several seconds. This is a fatal mistake in the battle of the 'Trickster'...
“However, no matter who you are, when you encounter this kind of thing for the first time, you will inevitably have a similar reaction—the terrifying enemy you have been planning to deal with kneels down and begs for mercy as soon as he sees you, wagging his tail to please you. It’s just like it happened in a dream...
"This behavior is very similar to Arrodes. Could it be that the 'great being above the spirit world' can really show its special abilities in the spirit world?"
As his thoughts raced, Klein glanced at the two Fulgrim dogs crawling in the air, wagging their tails. He stretched out his left hand and caught the two balls of dark red flames and a large amount of sticky crimson blood.
As soon as he came into contact with these things, Klein suddenly heard familiar mutterings and roars in his ears. They were sometimes sharp, sometimes low, sometimes manic, sometimes seductive, sometimes crazy, and sometimes ethereal.
Then, an illusory, grayish-white mist appeared before his eyes.
The fog spread all around, with no end in sight. Above, one could vaguely see a towering and majestic palace that looked like the residence of a god.
This was a scene that Klein was very familiar with, because every time he entered the mysterious space above the gray fog, he would pass through a similar place.
At first, after he walked four steps backwards, it was difficult for him to notice the situation around him, but as he adapted and his sequence improved, he was able to seize opportunities to make certain observations more easily.
At this moment, Klein did not chant the name "Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Venerable" or take four steps counterclockwise.
This made Klein extremely alert. He then saw several blurry figures emerging from the endless gray fog. They sometimes overlapped with the gray fog and sometimes separated from it. They were all Fulgrim dogs with dark red flames burning in their eyes and their bodies covered with short black hair.
The two dogs of Fulgrim that had lost an eye returned to their companions and blended into the darker patches in the gray fog.
All the visions disappeared, and Klein, floating in the depths of the spirit world, discovered that there were no more Fulgrim's dogs "around" him. Only his two secret dolls and strange spirit creatures roaming in the distance were left.
…Klein lowered his head and looked at the “eyeball” and blood in his hand. By feeling their presence, he confirmed that what he had just experienced was not an illusion.
The dogs of Fulgrim are also known as the guardians of Sefirah Castle... They live in the gaps of history in the spirit world... I just saw them active in the gray fog, blending in with the darker patches... Combining what he saw and heard, Klein gradually came to a bold conclusion:
"Perhaps Sefirah Castle refers to the mysterious space above the gray fog, or that strange light gate...
"The gray fog is a symbol of the interweaving of all the histories of the spirit world. There are gaps in it...
"Every time I pass through the gray fog and enter the mysterious space, I leave certain traces there, so that the Fulgrim dogs are no longer unfamiliar with me. They regard me as the master of Sefirah Castle. So, as soon as they see me, they immediately offer the items I need and wag their tails to beg for mercy?
"I spent a day planning, asked about the situation, and invited helpers, but in the end, you're targeting your own guards?"
Thinking of this, Klein inexplicably felt a sense of absurdity, just like the "fool" above the gray fog stretched out his black hand, trying to grab some "wool", but ended up grabbing himself.
“Huh… Sefirah Castle… Although this development makes me more and more frightened, no matter what, I have finally begun to understand the owner of the gray fog and that mysterious space. The unknown is the most terrifying…” After standing silently in the depths of the spirit world for a moment, Klein exhaled slowly and summoned the two secret dolls back.
He planned to wait until the "Weird Mage" potion was completely digested, and then try to seek knowledge related to Sefirah Castle from the "Magic Mirror" Arrodes and other places. By then, if something unexpected really happened, he could fight it through promotion.
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In a two-bedroom rental house in the East District.
Fors, with dark circles under her eyes, came back from outside and picked up today's newspaper and letters.
"How is it?" Hugh, who had just returned home for lunch, looked up and asked.
Fors covered her mouth with her hand and yawned:
“Not bad. The editor I know is very satisfied with the subject matter and writing style of my new book and decided to serialize it as soon as possible.
"You don't know, but the horror legend of Backlund Hospital has been very popular recently. Some best-selling novelists have been inspired by it and started serializing similar stories. I'm not the first one!"
"...This is a good thing." Xiu thought for a second and nodded seriously.
This means that Fors, who also writes horror stories about Backlund Hospital, will not be as noticeable, and her new pen name will not be put to the test.
"I know." Fors threw down the newspaper, took out a few letters from inside, and quickly read through them.
Soon, she found a reply letter from her teacher Dorian Gray Abraham.
Fors's expression suddenly became much more serious. She quickly opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and began to browse:
"...Benjamin Abraham was an Intis man who lived in the Roselle era...Except for his knowledge of mysticism and a small amount of inheritance, he did not leave behind anything valuable...Later, everything was destroyed by the Aurora Society, so I cannot provide the relevant information..."
Mr. Gehrman Sparrow will be disappointed... Fors pursed his lips and performed a magic trick, burning the letter in his hand into ashes.
Then, she began to write back, asking the teacher whether he knew the secret remains of the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor.
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The clue to Benjamin Abraham is broken... It's all the fault of those crazy people in the Aurora Society... Klein came above the gray fog and listened to the prayer of Miss Magician.
He also learned that the horror legend of Backlund Hospital had begun serialization.
Back in the real world, Klein was about to go out for dinner when he suddenly saw the messenger lady carrying four heads and walking out of the void, one of which was holding a letter in its mouth.
"Who sent it?" Klein asked with a little confusion.
The three remaining heads of Renette Tinicole answered one by one:
"Being... " "Of..." "Idiot..."
Who is this... Klein became increasingly confused. He took the letter, unfolded it and took a look:
"The real culprit behind those things is George III. His goal is to become the 'Black Emperor'. Are you interested in destroying this?"
"Triss."
Triss? This witch actually dared to write to me. Isn't she afraid of being caught by Miss Messenger? Oh, Miss Messenger just said that the sender was a "slewd idiot"... Triss seduced a man and asked him to help summon the messenger, while she hid far away and waited for the other party to contact her through the mirror? She is still very smart... Well, she is really persistent in tracking this matter. Isn't she worried about being killed by me or George III? That man should be a Beyonder. It is still very difficult for ordinary people to hold a ceremony to summon the messenger. After all, it mainly depends on their own spirit and spirituality... Klein was surprised at first, and then he understood.
Then he began to wonder why Triss could guess that George III wanted to become the "Black Emperor".
Without sufficient knowledge of the occult, without mastering the "Black Emperor's" apotheosis rituals, and without understanding the corresponding history, even for a demigod, it would be difficult to guess. It is definitely not as easy as the "Red Angel" evil spirit said!
Could it be that Triss had other helpers? Or had she gained more power from the "Original Witch," including all kinds of knowledge and secrets? Klein frowned slightly, and felt that there was a big problem over there.
If he had the chance, he would definitely get rid of the witch Triss.
After thinking for more than ten seconds, he took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket and quickly wrote a reply:
“I have some interest, but I don’t know what you want to do with it.”
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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 ago appear in front of him and dropped a letter.
"Are all the messengers in the world of mysticism so scary?" The man waited for nearly five minutes after Renette Tinicole left before he took a breath, picked up the letter, opened it and took a look.
During this process, his eyes gradually became hot because he could meet that dreamy beauty again.
As instructed, he waited until evening to find a mass of black paste-like substance, separated a little bit of it, and smeared it evenly on a mirror.
After a few seconds, the mirror became dim, as if connected to another world.
In just a blink of an eye, the mirror showed a room that was completely different from the current environment. There stood a gentle and beautiful girl in a dark long dress. It was the witch Triss.
The man who completed the ceremony immediately revealed a bit of obsession, and his voice unconsciously lowered:
"I wrote back saying I had some interest."
The dimples on both sides of Triss's cheeks gradually blossomed, making the mirror inside and outside seem a little brighter.
She said with a relaxed look:
"I will send you a letter. Please pass it to Gehrman Sparrow. You must not read the contents."
After receiving the man's unhesitating promise, Triss stretched out her right hand and wiped the mirror, causing the dark water light to disappear.
She immediately found a pen and paper, pondered for a few seconds, and quickly wrote:
"The secret mausoleum required for George III's ceremony should come from the 'Blood Emperor' Alistair Tudor, and there is a person who knows this very well and may be able to help us sneak in smoothly and cause damage during the ceremony.
“I have a way to contact that being, but you have to wait until the next full moon, and all you need to do is provide me with some blood, hair, flesh or bones of the descendants of Abraham.
"Triss."
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