
Inside the little theatre Rice Circus.
As long as something felt familiar, there was no problem for an Astrologer to remember it. Klein pushed his gold-framed glasses up his nose, leaned back, and muttered something almost silently.
Immediately after, he pretended to close his eyes to rest for more than ten seconds. In reality, he had used the help of Cogitation to immediately fall asleep and be reminded through his dreams.
The room was rather dim, with only one candle twinkling on the coffee table. The people sitting around him were all wearing black hooded robes and iron masks that only covered half of their faces.
Deliberately massaging his glabella, Klein opened his eyes and continued watching the beast taming show.
He has interpreted the revelation and knows the source of familiarity: the scene in a dream is a meeting of the Beyonder organized by the Old Mister Eye of Wisdom.
There was also a Pharmacist with a stye face who was happy to use sarcasm as a warning. Although he was clearly a kind-hearted person, he always gave others the feeling that he deserved to be hit.
Could it be the Apothecary? It shouldn't be. When did he learn to tame a savage beast.According to the secret records of the Nighthawks, a Pharmacist did not possess Spirit Sight like those of the Path of Diviners who were able to discern emotional colors in detail. Well, in terms of aura color, they were actually quite good at it. Klein's mind slowly disappeared without affecting his appreciation of the appearance on stage.
In his Spirit Sight, the emotional colors of black bears, tigers, and curly-haired baboons were indeed unstable. If there was an additional level of provocation to a certain degree, they would probably rampage on the spot. This indirectly confirmed that the fat man who had just spoken was not causing any problems. He seemed to be able to read the thoughts of the three animals and understand their impulses.
After receiving the warning, the beast trainer's face darkened in anger, but even so, her actions were instinctively softer. He was more cautious, and the show ended unhindered.
After that, there was a simple yet comedic skit. Only after it was finished, it was the Witch's turn to appear.
This witch is wearing a tux. He wore a bow tie of the same color, as well as a large hat. The moment he appeared, he spouted flames from his mouth, which instantly made the audience clap and cheer.
Klein, who had excellent eyesight and had watched several programs of magic lessons, understood the point with just a quick glance.
Next, the Witch performs: a classic escape action, releasing flying pigeons from her hat, plucking flowers, card tricks, and so on. Klein thought he could easily see all of the Witch's tricks, but he was surprised to find that, at some point, he had actually failed to do so because his attention had been fixed to where the Witch wanted him to be, cause him to ignore key details.
He clearly did not have the strength of a Beyonder, but his technique could still fool my eyes. Hmm, the key point is to attract attention..The second rule of Magicians is to completely distract the target, so as to achieve the desired effect? Klein made a guess in his mind that he was not sure if it was right or wrong.
It requires him to "act" to receive feedback.
At this moment, the Witch show ended. The audience was not stingy with their applause and warm cheers. The atmosphere in the theater reached its peak that afternoon.
Heh heh, the third rule. The Magician's appearance requires the audience's applause for his performance? Klein muttered to himself half-jokingly and half-guessing in silence.
Shortly after three o'clock, he pulled the collar of his black suit and left the little theater. He did not try to get in touch with the fat man suspected of being a Pharmacist and just silently considering his appearance—searching him could suddenly cause an extreme reaction.
He boarded a public train that tracked back to Minsk Street.
The train is divided into two floors and each has several passengers. According to his usual practice, Klein chose a spot next to the window on the first floor.
The train runs and stops from time to time. Klein, who half closed his eyes to recall the inspiration he had just gained, suddenly felt his heart pounding. He became conscious and rationale his reaction was like someone had forced his way into his dream or channeled his spirit.
At this moment, he clearly knew that he was no longer in the real world!
As someone rich with experience, he pretended not to care. He looked around and saw that the man with the tuxedo and the hat on his left was still flipping through the newspaper. There are two children who are reprimanded by a woman who is upset with a light blue dress for being a disobedient troublemaker. Next to him, people chewed bread or drank the tea they brought.
However, when Klein secretly activated his Spirit Vision, these passengers did not emit an appropriate aura or emotion!
They don't have Ether's Body!
They were obviously talking, eating bread, and reading the newspaper, but none of them had any signs of life!
Was this an illusion, or did they suddenly die and just move according to the inertia of their lives? Klein tried to stay calm as he looked out the window and saw the carriage and pedestrians passing by. It's still an afternoon view.
However, they also did not have the color of the aura .. As the carriage moved forward rather slowly, Klein became more and more serious, not understanding what had just happened.
He lowered his head and examined himself. He saw a clear sparkle of spirituality that was completely different from those around him.
At that moment, he suddenly heard an angry roar. It doesn't sound like it came from a human!
His sharp white teeth were stained with traces of blood and rust. It was a large Demon dog that had committed a heinous crime!
The black dog quickly swelled into a high demon. It has bat-like wings on its back and goat horns, filled with mysterious patterns, which grow from its head. It looked up at the sky and said in demon language, "Corruption!"
Almost as soon as he opened his mouth, Klein confirmed that it was real, as he had an aura and color of emotions while a powerful radiance of spirituality was emitted from it!
Following the howls of the large Demon dog, several illusory hikers exploded and turned into a black fog that filled the air, blocking his sight.
However, Klein could faintly see that there were some "real people" with aura colors in the air and around him. They used the power of the Beyonder which exuded a radiance of spirituality.
What the hell is going on? Ordinary people are illusions, but Beyonders are real. Did the Nighthawks and Mandated Punishers find the Devil dogs and use the Closed Artifacts to create a battle environment that would not interfere with reality? That Sealed Artifact was only intended for Beyonders, and it had no effect on normal people? So, I, who happened to pass by, was pulled out of bad luck? Klein's mind raced as he roughly guessed what happened to him.
As he sighed with emotion, he suddenly heard blood-curdling screams, blood-curdling screams, and shrill screams.
The black gas covering his vision suddenly dispersed, and the giant Demon dog fell violently onto the ground. His body split into two halves, and all the light in the air fused onto something, making it seem like a clean and pure moon was shining in a dark environment.
The giant Demon Dog tenaciously roared again, and his body suddenly exploded. Using its soul and flesh as fuel, it lit a blue and red flame that soared into the sky.
However, the flame lost all its brightness as soon as it reached the air, as it had been absorbed by the bright and sparkling moon-like object.
It disappeared without a trace, and the huge Demon dog died so simply and completely, leaving not even a single speck.
As Klein sighed, he suddenly thought of something. Will the official Beyonders find that he — other wild Beyonder — is sitting on the train, different from the other illusory people in the surrounding area?
His heart stiffened as his scalp went numb. He took out a paper statue, and with a tremble, he turned it into himself, a copy that was without any aura or emotional color.
As for him, with the help of a substitution spell, he hid in the paper statue's "shadow.
At this moment, Klein heard a light snort from across the street.
The snort was clearly filled with anger and rage.
Who'sisthis? It didn't seem like a sound the official Beyonder would make .. Klein was confused, but he didn't dare to eliminate his double and peek out to take a look.
After which, several pairs of eyes swept across the crowd, not stopping even for a moment.
As all this faded away, Klein saw that the void around him had cracked and shattered like glass.
Then the feeling of reality flooded him, and he knew he was back in the real world.
After removing the double, he sat back in his chair. The passengers in the carriage did their respective activities—read the newspaper, chewed bread, and scolded the children. It's no different than before.
But in Klein's vision, they had regained their emotional aura and color.
Moreover, compared to before, the tracked carriage had clearly moved forward with a considerable distance.
It seemed like in the previous special battle environment, time and space were synchronized with reality. If the battle continues for a long time, then the carriage will leave the area of influence, leaving me alone there. Alone there. It will be a clear display. Fortunately, Backlund is the Capital Capital and Land of Hope. There were High-level Extremists from the three great Churches living here .. Klein thought with lingering fear.
He had originally thought that even if they had locked onto their targets, it would still take several days for the Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, and others to find the black Devil dogs. Moreover, it was on the grounds that the dog did not leave Backlund. It was something certain, as leaving the Backlund meant going out of the reach of the ritual, and its progress would fail. And for the Devil, the negative impact of the failed ritual would cause the Devil, who was already struggling on the edge of bloodlust, to soon lose control.
Who would have thought that just after one night and a half days, a giant Demon dog would be found, executed, and cleared!
It's scary! This is the Backlund.This is the true power of the three Churches! A Sequence 6 Beyonder that was just about to advance was only exposed and had left the smallest traces. However, he was quickly found and killed very easily.This was a Devil who could sense danger before! From the looks of it, some Sealed Artifacts perfectly block this trait.. In the future, I will have to be more careful! Klein felt that he had learned an incredible lesson.
At this moment, he remembered the strange grunts he had heard earlier.
Seemed to be the companion of that giant Demon dog? His master? He was not actually found. Perhaps the last explosion of the giant Demon dog was secretly orchestrated by him. Of course, it was also possible that he was a member of some secret organization that was dissatisfied with the official Beyonders… Klein suddenly looked out the window on the opposite side of the carriage. . All he saw were people walking past him with ordinary looks. They also wear wool coats, half-top hats, or bright long skirts. He didn't know if there was anything wrong with them.