After staring at Mr. X's corpse for a while, Klein resisted the urge to personally collect the spoils. He asked the "Ghost" Senior standing next to him to take two steps forward and take off the gold ring inlaid with a ruby.

In this way, even if the items Mr. X carries with him have unimaginable negative effects, it will be borne by the secret doll and will not affect Klein himself.

After careful inspection, Senior returned with the ruby ​​ring, 48 pounds in notes and an ordinary pipe filled with tobacco.

That's all? A divine messenger from the Aurora Society only has this much? Klein looked at this scene in surprise and almost cursed, "Poor bastard."

Soon, he regained his composure and used reason to convince himself that this situation was very reasonable:

"Mr. X is a 'traveler' who can record other people's extraordinary abilities. He is a very comprehensive type. Even if such a strong man has other magical items, he will definitely tend to keep good records and not carry them with him. In this way, he can enjoy the advantages of diverse abilities and complementary strengths and weaknesses, and avoid the corresponding negative effects, so as not to put himself in trouble.

"Based on this idea, this ring is likely to have a passive or triggered effect."

Thinking of this, Klein nodded slightly and asked the Wrathful Spirit Senior to pick up Mr. X's broken and glued head, attach it to himself, and then return to the gray fog.

After sitting in the position of "The Fool", he was no longer afraid of anything. He directly took the gold ring inlaid with rubies and used divination to confirm the actual effect of this magical item.

"The name is 'Blood Flower'...

"It allows the wearer to have a deeper grasp on his own flesh and blood. As long as he doesn't die immediately and is not completely purified, thus losing the ability to control it, he can crawl and recover...

"This is equivalent to giving an instinct, which is a passive effect...

"It seems that my decision to use the Death Knell to deliver a fatal blow was correct. If I hadn't used all my strength, Mr. X might not have really died, and he could have used the extreme pain to wake himself up and escape the control of the Puppet Master... He also took into account the fact that he was more of a spellcaster and his body was not strong enough...

"This ring also has some corresponding flesh and blood magic, which is quite practical..." Klein held the ruby ​​ring in one hand and tapped the edge of the mottled long table with the other hand, muttering to himself silently.

He immediately explored the negative effects of the "Blood Flower" ring.

After dozens of seconds, Klein suddenly opened his eyes and left the "dream".

"Isn't this too bad?" He whispered with a slightly distorted expression.

With the help of the "dream divination" just now, he interpreted the negative impact of the "Blood Flower" ring, which is that it randomly and irregularly makes the wearer give up thinking and lose reason.

Very good, this is very “Real Creator”… Klein couldn’t help but grit his teeth and thought.

There is no pattern, and negative effects appear randomly at times, which means that the "Blood Flower" ring cannot be used at all!

Recalling the previous scene, Klein said to himself with both anger and amusement:

“How dare Mr. X wear such a ring?

"That's right. After converting to the True Creator, I often lose my ability to think. In that case, wearing a ring won't make me any worse.

"Well, losing your mind doesn't mean you've lost your rationality. You won't suddenly attack and hurt people, but you'll appear very dull and stupid, acting on instinct."

Huh... Klein let out a breath and decided to throw the "Blood Flower" ring into the pile of junk to stop himself from getting upset. In his opinion, not only was this junk useless to him, he couldn't sell it even if he wanted to, unless he asked the Aurora Society to recycle it, but that would make the "True Creator" very happy.

At this moment, he glanced at the "Blood Admiral" Senior who was standing next to him.

Klein's heart moved, and he clapped his hands and said:

"Why didn't I think of it just now? I can't use it, but I can let my secret puppet use it. Anyway, he is dead and will obey orders in everything, without the need for thinking ability!

"'Blood Admiral' and 'Blood Flower' are destined to be a pair! Although Senior lost control of his body due to death, I can provide...

“In this way, even if he doesn’t have time to transform into a resentful soul, his zombie body is not strong enough, so if he loses limbs after being beaten, he can still put them back together.

"Of course, for the Marionette, this is not important and does not affect the essence. The main purpose is to obtain some extra flesh and blood magic..."

A few seconds later, Klein, who was in a good mood, asked Senior, who was wearing an old tricorn hat and a dark red coat, to pick up the ruby ​​ring on the table and put it on the index finger of his left hand.

After doing this, Klein let the "ghost" return to the gold coin, raised his left palm, and spread out his five fingers.

He wants to release the "interrogator" inside "Creeping Hunger"!

This was a promise made a long time ago.

When he got the "Creeping Hunger", among the spirits that had been released inside, only this last one had not been freed.

In a faint gust of cold wind, a blurry and transparent soul appeared on the side of the long bronze table.

He was a man in his thirties wearing a naval lieutenant colonel's uniform, with a brown beard and a face full of pain and confusion.

"What's your name? Why did you die at the hands of Qilingos?" Klein asked in a low voice.

The man was in a trance for a moment and said:

"My name is Andy Hayden, the second mate of the Enmat. I died in a naval battle. No, I didn't die on the spot. I was captured by a Feysac man, and then I entered your glove...

"I don't know Zillingos. I haven't even heard of him."

When Qi Lingos got the "Creeping Hunger", this "Interrogator" was already in the glove? Because "Psychic Piercing" was so useful, he never replaced it? I wonder who the previous owner of "Creeping Hunger" was... Klein asked with great interest:

"Who is the Feysac man who captured you? What does he look like?"

Andy Hayden thought about it seriously and said:

"I don't know his name, I just remember that his shoulder straps said colonel, that he had a big and impressive nose, that his eyes were blue, his hair was golden yellow, and that he was nearly two meters tall..."

Such people are very common in Feysac... except for the identity of colonel... Klein thought for a moment and said:

"What year did you die?"

Andy Hayden's figure gradually became unable to maintain and began to dissipate, leaving only one sentence behind:

"In 1338..."

"12 years ago, um, 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qi Lingos was famous for no more than 10 years... That colonel might have become a general of the Feysac Empire..." Klein nodded slightly, realizing that he didn't have time to ask Andy Hayden what his last wish was.

Forget it. It would be a good deed to let him be freed... Klein quickly put the matter out of his mind and materialized the "world" Gehrman Sparrow.

…………

"...Please tell Miss Magician that Mr. X, Louis Wayne, has died. Please ask her to accept the token and the magic book...I will ask her for them again when I need them."

There was an endless gray fog in front of Fors' eyes, and the emotionless words of "World" Gehrman Sparrow were in her ears. Although she had been prepared for this news, she still found it hard to imagine and dared not accept it.

Did he really succeed? Was he the one who caused the thunderstorm in the East District? Fors suppressed her inner turmoil and set up a prayer ceremony in her bedroom in the dead of night.

Not long after, the illusory door formed by candlelight and spiritual materials opened, and two objects flew out and landed lightly on the table.

Fors took a closer look and almost screamed. She quickly covered her mouth and took two steps back, moving closer to the "Spiritual Wall".

One of the two items was her "Lemanno Travel Notes", and the other was a hideous head covered with cracks and gaps. It was stained with blood and seemed to be made up of pieces, faintly flashing with light like glass reflections.

As a medical school graduate and a doctor who had worked in a well-known clinic, Fors had seen many corpses, but none of them was as disgusting, weird, and terrifying as the head in front of him.

After calming down, Fors looked at the head again and recognized that the person was indeed Louis Wayne.

She first carefully used astrology to make a final confirmation, and then she said silently to herself with a slightly embarrassed look on her face:

"Mr. World smashed the target's head into pieces and then put them back together again?"

At this moment, a picture involuntarily appeared in Fors's mind:

The cold-blooded Gehrman Sparrow sat at the table, picking up the bloody head fragments one by one and working on the puzzle carefully.

This made Fors shudder involuntarily, and she inexplicably felt that "The World" was a crazy killer with serious mental illness.

She moved her eyes, took two steps forward, picked up "Lemanno's Travel Notes" and flipped through it casually.

Her gaze gradually froze, because there were a lot of new contents in the magic book, which seemed to be related to wind and lightning.

This once again reminded her of the fleeting thunderstorm in the East District, and she was sure that it was caused by Mr. World.

Fors quickly turned to the three yellowed pages of "Lemanno's Travel Notes" and found that they were blank.

She immediately had some guesses, thinking that the World Gehrman Sparrow must have recorded the extraordinary abilities of the demigod level with the help of Mr. Fool.

I just realized today that if I had enough money and resources, I could ask the members of the Tarot Club to help me record different extraordinary abilities. In this way, “Lemano’s Travel Notes” would become very powerful. However, I have no money and no resources… Well, I can ask the teacher for a reward this time, saying that I have paid a lot to help him get revenge… For thought, thanked Mr. Fool first, and then asked Him to tell the World:

"...I feel guilty. My reward is not equal to the difficulty of the mission. I will make some compensation after I get the reward."

After the prayer, Fors ended the ceremony and busied himself with hiding the head.

“If Xio finds out, she will definitely make up a horror story…” After finishing everything, Fors clapped her hands and thought leisurely.

…………

When Fors responded, Klein had returned to the real world and could only hear a vague female voice.

But even so, he couldn't help feeling scared and daunted, because the weakness of the "Death Knell" revolver this time was:

Afraid of women!

PS: Please give me the guaranteed monthly ticket, it’s double these days!