After listening to the answer from High Priest Nim, Klein held up the lantern and walked twenty or thirty steps to the right along the gray mist.

Then, he half closed his eyes, as if sensing something, which made the Moon City Extraordinaries following behind him dare not make any sound at all, for fear of disturbing the messenger of God.

After four or five seconds, Klein stretched out his right hand and slowly grabbed the air in front of him.

A stone altar then fell from nothingness into reality, on which were placed three candles made of oil and seven or eight spiritual materials.

Nim, a Sequence 4 demigod, was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

When he saw Gehrman Sparrow take out his cane to heal his companion, he just thought that the other party had spatial abilities or was favored by Mr. Fool. But now, his judgment was completely overturned, because the altar, those candles, and those spiritual materials were all very familiar to him.

They are all the ones he has used before!

He could actually make something out of something I had used? Was this a power that came from history, from time? Nim recalled some of the remaining books in Moon City, combined with his own understanding of demigods, and made some preliminary guesses.

At this time, Klein turned around and looked at the high priest and said:

"You may begin now."

Nim took a deep breath and, under the gaze of A'dar, Xin, Russ and others, he walked to the altar step by step and created a spiritual wall.

After taking a look at the symbols, logos and patterns engraved on the altar and confirming that there were no problems, he performed the ceremony with great skill according to the process that had been engraved in his memory.

At the end, he lowered his head and recited in a low voice:

“The everlasting mist;

“A barrier that solidifies time and space;

"An existence that embraces everything..."

Before the prayer was over, Klein had already focused his attention on the gray mist, hoping to hear a sound coming from deep inside.

To this end, he dispersed a large number of secretly controlled monster puppets that moved in the surrounding darkness, placing one at regular intervals to ensure that no suspicious traces would be missed.

But until the ceremony was completed, he didn't notice anything unusual.

After waiting for a while, Klein turned his gaze to the Moon City High Priest Nim and said calmly:

"Again."

…………

Backlund, Queens, in the Hall family's study.

After getting permission, Audrey opened the door and walked in. Her father, Earl Hall, and her brother Hibbert were discussing something.

"Oh, baby, you don't look well?" Earl Hall looked towards the door.

Audrey didn't play any part, she smiled sincerely and said:

"There is a big gap in the food supply of the Poor Relief Fund. I want to collect more. I visited many nobles today, but they all told me that there is no extra food, even if I buy it with gold pounds."

While saying these words, the nobles were either in the small living room or in a place specially used for afternoon tea, with high-quality black tea and a variety of exquisite desserts placed in front of them. From time to time, they would ask Audrey to comment on the cooking skills of the dessert chef in their home.

Their servants had ruddy faces and walked lightly, making almost no sound, so as not to disturb the guests.

"The current situation..." Earl Hall sighed when he heard this.

Audrey thought about it and said seriously:

"Dad, I remember there should be a lot of food at home. Can I spend money to buy some?"

"Audrey, you've done too much. You don't need to do this anymore." Hibbert Hall frowned slightly and spoke, but Audrey just looked at her father and did not respond to her brother's words.

Earl Hall's expression, which had been somewhat relaxed by his daughter's arrival, slowly turned serious again:

"Audrey, the premise of charity is not to affect the lives of yourself and your family. This is a principle I hope you will keep in mind."

Audrey, who was wearing a gold and white dress, frowned and then relaxed her brows, and said sincerely:

"Dad, the food stored at home is enough for everyone in this house to eat for a whole year, or even more. In addition, there is still a lot of food in East Chester County."

Because Winter County had not yet completely fallen, the Feysac army that invaded through the Sea County did not attack Eastchester County. The Feysac, Intis, and Feynaport fleets on the sea were suppressed by several armored fleets of Loen and could only barely maneuver around to protect the sea supply line.

Earl Hall looked at his daughter's emerald green eyes for several seconds, then suddenly sighed and smiled:

"Audrey, you have really grown up and have your own ideas and persistence.

"However, none of us knows how long this war will last, or what the final outcome will be, so we must reserve a lot of food to cope with it.

"I can accept having two less delicious dishes at every meal to help those in need, but I don't want my table to become like the middle-class ones described in the newspapers. This will completely make us lose our dignity as aristocrats, which is what we have been upholding for every generation.

"Do you understand what I mean? I just made an analogy. The essence of the matter is that I value the survival and future of my family more, and value our identity and status. I will only show my love and kindness when it does not affect them.

"Audrey, my words may be cruel, but you have grown up, and it's time to listen. Everyone is selfish, just to different degrees. In my heart, the importance of the entire Hall family is greater than your mother and me, greater than you, greater than Hibbert and Alfred. In addition to these, the first is faith and good friends, followed by acquaintances, and finally the people throughout Backlund who need help.

"If it doesn't affect those in front, I don't mind helping them, but unfortunately, I have to think about more things now."

At this point, Earl Hall shook his head in self-mockery:

"I'm sorry to have you know that your father was such a selfish man."

As Audrey listened attentively to her father's words, her expression changed slightly at first, then quickly settled down and disappeared. Until the end, she did not show any additional emotions.

At this time, she was silent for a while, and asked again:

"…But we have already obtained far more than we need. Can't we just give some of it away?"

Hibbert Hall interjected a little angrily:

“Why should we give away what we have worked so hard to gain?

"This is what our fields, pastures and woodlands produce. This is what we bought with gold pounds. The money and assets are passed down in the family. They were earned by my father with his accurate vision and strong courage. They are accumulated by generations.

"We do charity to help others as an extra act of love, not something we have to do, understand?"

Earl Hall nodded:

"What Hibbert said is basically correct, and that's what I think as well."

Audrey pursed her lips and nodded slowly.

"I see……"

Earl Hall retracted his gaze and said to Hibbert:

"The stored food must be well guarded. If the outcome of the war is truly irreversible, try to contact those guys in Intis and show them our sincerity.

"The battle lasted for so long, and many of their people died. Many fields were abandoned, and prices in the city soared. They must have a strong demand for food, pastures, and forests. With my shares in Intis Suchit Bank, as well as some of the shares in Bavat Bank and Backlund Bank, I should be able to buy them off. Haha, at this time, only after these requirements are met can we talk about kinship."

Intis and Loen often have intermarriages, and many nobles are relatives, especially the believers of steam.

"Dad, are you considering surrendering?" Hibbert asked in surprise.

Earl Hall nodded slightly and sighed again:

“How could I not consider this situation?

"Then you will be the new Earl Hall."

Heber's heart was pounding, but he was also quite puzzled:

"Dad, what about you?"

Earl Hall smiled bitterly and replied:

"Your mother and I are both devout believers and have a certain status in the church. When Loen falls and the church is destroyed, if we are still unwilling to leave the front line, the ending will not be good."

At this point, he comforted his eldest son:

"As long as the Hall family is still there, the title is still there, and the core assets are not lost too much, we will not have a miserable old age. After you convert to steam, remember to prepare a secret prayer room for us at home."

While the two were talking, Audrey, who was standing at the door in a gold and white dress, just watched and listened quietly, her emerald green eyes like gemstones.

…………

After trying again and again, as the projection of the altar disappeared, Moon City High Priest Nim considered and said to Gehrman Sparrow who was holding the strange lantern:

"If it doesn't work today, you can try again tomorrow. The longest time will not exceed two months."

At this moment, Klein's mind was filled with another question:

Could it be that the ceremony failed because of the perfunctory use of historical porous images?

He reflected deeply on himself and decided to listen to the High Priest of Yuecheng and try again tomorrow. By then, he would make sure the other party brought real materials.

He was about to nod when a faint voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The sound came from the depths of the gray fog, layer upon layer, vague and extremely fuzzy.

Is it effective? This ritual really works, but the delay is too high... Klein was delighted. He immediately raised his right hand and pressed it down slightly, signaling the Beyonders of Moon City not to speak.

He then held his breath, gathered his thoughts, and began to listen attentively.

The sound that echoed in the gray mist seemed to come from multiple different sources, intertwined with each other, sometimes interfering with each other, canceling each other out, and sometimes overlapping and resonating.

Gradually, the sound became clearer in Klein's ears, especially when it resonated.

It seemed to be a language familiar to him, and it seemed like countless people were chanting a name together.

That name is:

"Blessings be to the Heavenly Lord Xuanhuang."