Chapter 30 Different Effects
In the land abandoned by the gods, the lightning frequency has dropped to a very low night.
"Two slices of white bread with a piece of barbecue feels pretty good... The sweet and sour drink from Misty Sea is better than I expected..." Klein sincerely praised after swallowing the last bite of food, And conveniently threw the rest of the packaging into the dark depths. Anyway, there is no concept of environmental protection here, and there is no trash can.
Of course, he has dealt with the relationship between these things and himself in advance, just like every time he gives up a secret puppet, he has to go to "Origin Castle" for a "disinfection" to avoid being locked by Amon's avatar.
"Well, inanimate objects will not be turned into a hidden state by the darkness here..." Klein raised Danitz's sacrificial lantern and illuminated the items that were just discarded.
After solving the problem of food and clothing, he will be able to try certain things that have been predicted to be dangerous before.
In the flickering yellow light, Klein grabbed forward with his right hand and dragged out another self from the air.
That was him in the gap of history, also holding a lantern.
In the next second, Klein entered the gray mist, allowing his consciousness to "wake up" in the projection he summoned.
Surrounded by teams of monsters, this projection opened its mouth in the endless darkness, intending to pronounce the name Amanisis:
"..."
He couldn't make any sound, and what he wanted to say seemed to be hidden.
"Sure enough, it's consistent with my guess." Klein, who was wearing a half-height silk top hat and a black knee-length windbreaker, exhaled slowly.
Glancing at the lantern emitting a dim yellow light, he suddenly recited in a low giant language:
"Leodro!"
Before his voice completely subsided, hundreds of bolts of lightning twisted and intertwined and fell as if responding to a call, covering the area in an instant.
Klein didn't even have time to dodge, and even switched places with the secret puppet, and he was still within the attack range.
In the silver and white light, he fell to the ground on the spot, his body was charred black, and he convulsed violently, as if he had turned into a giant piece of coal.
Then, his figure quickly disintegrated, and disappeared like a mirage.
Klein, who was wearing a real top hat, an Intis trench coat, and a simple lantern, "returned" to reality and continued on his way as if nothing had happened.
After walking for a while, his figure suddenly blurred and became clear again.
Immediately afterwards, Klein opened his mouth again and read out a name in giant language:
"Oh……"
As soon as he uttered the first syllable, a transparent flame shot out from his body, instantly burning him to ashes, without giving him a chance to exchange positions with Secret Puppet.
Klein's figure reappeared, he pressed his top hat, and calmly walked forward on the hill covered with weird plants.
"Hrabergen."
...
"Bad Hell."
...
"Ome Bella."
...
"There is nothing abnormal, there is no corresponding divine power left in the area around the City of Silver...
"Medici, Ulorius, Saslier...it's even more useless, none of them are gods...I thought that Afternoon Town and the 'Giant King's Court' were special cases, and the real name Saslier was used outside It can activate the 'fallen' power of the Land Abandoned by the Gods...'Red Angel', as the king of angels with 'uniqueness', is considered a half-true god, and there is no trace left, it's a shame, no, lose the angel The face of the king!" The black windbreaker swayed slightly, and Klein walked down the hill, following his spiritual intuition, and headed for Northwest, the ruins of the city-state.
He sometimes made detours, sometimes took "flame jumps", and did not follow the route explored by the City of Silver to his destination.
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Backlund, late at night.
Audrey, who felt that the potion had digested a little more, actively used the "dream shuttle" to leave her mansion and come to various dreams in the surrounding area.
Knowing what the current situation is like, she has a strong desire to become a demigod.
Just like this "shuttle", she suddenly saw an acquaintance.
This is a noble lady with whom she has a good relationship. She is 29 years old and married a viscount the year before last.
At this time, rose petals were constantly falling in the lady's room, the bed was white, and a pair of heart-shaped rings were placed, while the sound of knocking came from the window.
The lady's cheeks were flushed, and she walked there quickly and opened the window.
A man wearing a black iron mask and a dark cloak jumped in, embraced the lady, and whispered:
"I will take you out of pain."
Then, the two began to entangle in various ways and rolled all the way to the bed.
As a "dream walker" who is trying to digest the potion, Audrey has seen similar scenes a long time ago, passed through the shy stage, and lamented that everyone's dreams are so colorful and imaginative. At this time, She didn't lose her composure at all, maintaining the etiquette that an "audience" should have, as if she was witnessing an extreme drama.
After a little inspection, she found a problem:
The man wearing the black iron mask was not the spouse of the lady, but more like a playboy in the noble circle.
"Is this a reflection of the thoughts hidden in my heart?" Audrey said to herself with an academic attitude of dream analysis.
Then, curiously, she "shuttled" into the dream next to her.
This corresponds to the husband of the noble lady, a viscount.
In the dream, the viscount was busy participating in discussions in the House of Lords, and was chased by an earl with a revolver on the grounds that he had abducted the other's daughter.
After escaping to a safe place, the Viscount found his female secretary to vent his fear just now.
Audrey couldn't help but exited the dream, wanting to see the state of the Viscount and his wife in reality.
In the bedroom illuminated by the crimson moonlight, on the big white bed, the Viscount hugged his wife, who hugged him, sleeping very intimately.
"Well, you must realize that everyone has a dark side. If you simply use dreams and thoughts to 'convict', everyone will fall into hell, and no one will be spared, including myself... Can control The dark side of me makes it impossible to enter reality forever, which is good enough for most people..." Audrey felt more and more that playing the role of "Dream Walker" was a torture and challenge to her own soul. temper.
She entered the dream again and "shuttled" to other areas.
Not long after, she came to a warm "room".
There are thick carpets and a dining table with an old lady with gray hair at the main table.
There was a middle-aged man and woman and three underage children on both sides of her. They were all lighting candles, tasting delicious food, talking and laughing, and were very happy.
Outside the room, it was dark and deep, and the wind blew the glass rattling, brewing the feeling of terror before the disaster struck.
"What is the owner of this dream worried about?" Audrey withdrew from the dream, trying to find answers from reality and verify her speculation.
She immediately saw a small bed and the old lady with gray hair.
On the bedside table of the old lady, there were photo frames one after another. They were either wrapped in black cloth or tied with white flowers. They were a middle-aged couple and three underage children.
Audrey turned her head and looked out the window in silence, only to see the ruins left by the bombing near the house.
The noble lady pursed her lips, and suddenly returned to the old lady's dream.
She didn't try to prevent the disaster that might come, but she just took a chair and sat beside her, watching the happy and warm family seriously and intently.
Amidst the whistling wind and shaking of the glass, the room was brightly lit, the food was fragrant, and laughter continued.
Audrey summed up the "Dream Walker" performance rules as follows:
"The traveler in the dream, who has been here, seen it, recorded it without interfering, is just an 'spectator'."
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Inside St. Samuel's Church, Leonard was summoned by Archbishop Anthony Stevenson to walk up the spiral staircase step by step in the sunlight shining through the stained glass.
Suddenly, he lowered his voice and said:
"Old man, that secret party is about to start again. Do you really plan to try to enter the treasure left by Jacob's family at the end of the month?"
"I'm not sure yet, but this is an opportunity. At least Amon himself is being entangled in the matter of 'Origin Castle' and won't suddenly appear." In Leonard's mind, Pallez Zoroaster's voice was slightly clear Responded hoarsely, "However, now I am more inclined to reveal the news of the treasure, and let the people in that party take risks and explore on their own, while we stay nearby, observe the situation, and extract what they need from them .”
Leonard froze for a moment, and said in a low voice:
"Old man, isn't this too insidious?"
This is using the members of the "Fate Hermit Society" as props for stepping on traps.
"Oh, naive, naive, you can tell them all the details and let them decide whether to go or not." Pallez Zarathustra sneered.
Leonard didn't mention this matter again, but instead asked:
"Old man, when can I become a demigod?"
Pallez laughed and said:
"If you can get the spirit of your former colleague's messenger level, you will be able to digest the potion at the beginning of next year, but, hehe, follow the main points I suggested, and play in depth, and there should be an impact sequence 4 in the second half of next year. Of course, I don’t know if the Church of Evernight will give you the potion and hold the ceremony for you. Didn’t that senior deacon named Sesima Creste wait for many years until the war broke out? Can you really become a demigod if you explode?"
Leonard nodded, and immediately asked thoughtfully:
"Old man, can you act as a spirit and help me digest?
"Your level should be higher than Klein's messenger..."
Pales Zarathustra was silent for a few seconds, and said "Hey":
"That's a great idea.
"How about I help you digest the potion?"
"How can I help?" Leonard knew that the old man was mocking, but he still couldn't help asking.
"Deeply parasitize you and completely control your body." Pallez responded angrily.
While speaking, Leonard came to the door of the Archbishop of Backlund Diocese.
He immediately shut his mouth, raised his right hand, and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Anthony Stevenson glanced at Leonard who opened the door and said, "You can release that vampire behind Chanis' door."