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Chapter 251 - KWM Chapter 251 Mr. Azik

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While roaming the Spirit World, Leyton's Spirituality was suddenly touched. He stopped moving forward and looked in the direction where his inspiration had been touched, feeling a little curious.

Klein and a bronze-skinned, soft-featured man were conversing about something.

As if disturbed by Leyton's gaze, the man looked up in Leyton's direction, and a cold, indifferent gaze seemed to penetrate the Spirit World and see him.

Leyton stepped directly out of the Spirit World, his figure quickly materializing opposite Klein and Azik.

Holding the peculiar crown covered in rust and bloodstains, he took two steps closer and smiled, "Good afternoon, both of you. It seems neither of you was affected too much."

"It's fine. I was just hit by a meteor shower, chased by someone, and then got lost and stumbled into the True Creator's descent ritual."

After briefly recounting his experiences, Klein himself felt that his afternoon's events were dreamlike and bizarre.

Azik glanced at Leyton, his gaze lingering slightly on the peculiar crown in Leyton's hand, then he stared at Leyton's eyes for a long time, seemingly recalling and confirming something.

Being watched by Azik, even though the other party had no ill will and did not use any Beyonder abilities, Leyton still felt his hair stand on end.

As expected of a Pathway that can kill with just a glance. Even though it's just a normal gaze, it still triggers my instinctive vigilance.

"You seem to know me?" Azik said with a certain certainty in his tone.

Leyton was startled for a moment, not expecting the other party to ask this question. He nodded gently and said, "I know a high-ranking member of the Numinous Episcopate. He mentioned you in a letter he sent me before."

"He told me that if I happened to meet you, I should remind you: do not trust the people of the Numinous Episcopate, especially the Royal Faction and the Artificial Death Faction. They may have other motives concerning you."

Klein looked at Mr. Azik beside him with surprise. The Numinous Episcopate? Was Mr. Azik a member of the Numinous Episcopate before?

Azik frowned slightly, seemingly searching his memories. After a moment, he said, "Numinous Episcopate? I have no memory of them."

Leyton carefully chose his words and explained, "That's normal, after all, they mainly operate in the Southern Continent."

"What you need to be concerned about is the leader of the Numinous Episcopate's Royal Faction. She might be a Sequence 1 Pale Emperor or possess a Sealed Artifact of a corresponding rank."

"Your Pathway has been modified by the former Death, and high-level Beyonders have absolute suppression over low-level Beyonders."

At this point, Leyton recalled the Admiral Hell who was suppressed and turned into a Marionette by Mr. Azik, and he sighed inwardly: The suppression of high-level Beyonders over low-level Beyonders in the Death Pathway is simply outrageous!

"Thank you for the information."

Azik nodded to Leyton, then said in a flat voice with not much emotion, "I remember staying at the Undying Sequence for a long time. Now it seems my Sequence might be higher than I expected."

After a slight pause, he continued, "I have forgotten some memories and am looking for my past identity. You seem to know something. Can you tell me?"

Leyton nodded gently and said, "I only know your most famous identity."

Under Azik's somewhat expectant gaze and Klein's curious eyes, Leyton continued, "The Death Consul of the former Balam Empire in the Southern Continent, and a child of the Death."

"Death Consul is both the title you held while helping Death rule the Balam Empire, and the name of your Sequence."

"I don't know anything more."

Upon hearing this, Azik closed his eyes as if recalling something. After a long time, he reopened his eyes, his gaze slightly astonished and puzzled, as if he had recalled some memories beyond his imagination.

Then he sighed slightly and said, "Thank you for the information. This has brought back some memories, though not very clear, but I might truly be the Death Consul of the Balam Empire."

"It's just some unimportant information. Perhaps one day you'll meet an old acquaintance and learn more from them."

Leyton waved his hand gently, then his gaze returned to the peculiar crown he was holding and said, "I still need to deal with it, so I'll take my leave first."

Saying that, Leyton extended his free left hand and made a grasping, rotating door-opening motion in mid-air.

A faint blue light rippled out, and a "Door" connecting to a certain place in the Spirit World opened before him.

After nodding to Klein and Azik, Leyton stepped directly through, and the illusory "Door" disappeared.

Azik quickly withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "The peculiar crown in his hand is also a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact level item."

"However, compared to the quill pen in Zangwill's hand, the one in his hand looks more like a pure Angel-level Beyonder characteristic."

"Grade 0 Sealed Artifact?"

Klein unconsciously swallowed. The Grade 0 Sealed Artifact he was most familiar with was 0-08, and that quill pen had shown him the Weird and terrifying nature of Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts.

Then he turned to Klein and reminded him, "You'd best stay away from Backlund recently. Zangwill might use that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact to retaliate against you, relying on your alias."

"As long as you don't operate in Backlund, there will be no problem. The influence of that Sealed Artifact will not exceed a large metropolis."

It's pretty much as I guessed. There's a range limit, otherwise Zangwill wouldn't stay in Backlund. After a moment of thought, Klein carefully asked, "Is it okay to briefly return to Backlund for a day, or half a day? I can change my identity and appearance."

"No big problem."

Azik nodded slightly, then looked back at the unseen distance and said in a very calm voice, "I seem to be targeted by a powerful existence from the Church of the Evernight Goddess. You'd best not stay by my side, lest you get caught in the crossfire."

"Heh, they are always very interested in Beyonder characteristics related to Death."

"Understood." Klein nodded heavily, then explained his plan: "I plan to go to sea, digesting the potion while looking for a mermaid. This is the ritual I need for my advancement."

Azik tilted his head, recalling for a moment, and said, "Mermaid? Can a mermaid that has become an undead work? I can find at least four."

"No," Klein shook his head helplessly.

After asking about mermaid clues at the Tarot Club and getting an answer from Leyton, he used a ritual to ask Red Light Aiur Moria about this question, and the answer he received was:

A mermaid's song is a kind of neutralization, a kind of balance, used to help the advancer resist the corruption of the "Spirit Body Threads" by the Marionettist potion.

Theoretically, any sound or Beyonder ability with a similar effect can replace a mermaid's song, but people who haven't personally experienced it simply cannot distinguish the subtle differences.

The Reader Pathway's ability to analyze and simulate might be able to create a sound that replaces a mermaid's song, but the prerequisite is that they have witnessed and analyzed a mermaid's song. Otherwise, this ritual could easily be solved by asking Al for help.

Azik nodded gently, no longer mentioning the Undying mermaid. Instead, he took out a thin glove, seemingly made of human skin, from his pocket and handed it to Klein, saying, "This is the Pirate Admiral's relic. I have already awakened the relevant memories and no longer need it. I have sealed it to a certain extent; it won't be hungry normally, but after each use, it must be fed with a human's flesh and soul."

"If anything comes up, you can contact me through messages."

Cherwood Borough, Minsk Street.

Leyton's figure quickly materialized in the room.

He immediately found a small metal box and temporarily placed the Conqueror characteristic inside, isolating it with a wall of Spirituality.

Then he took out the already prepared Prophet potion ingredients, slightly raised his right hand, and a slowly rotating ball of stardust rapidly formed in his palm.

One Star after another appeared on the surrounding walls, densely packed and dazzling. .

These Stars scattered rays of light, forming a barrier that isolated the inside from the outside.

Next, he took out a Prophet characteristic, wrapped in translucent amber, from a hidden pocket inside his coat. The translucent amber outside instantly transformed into speckles of starlight and vanished.

He gently raised his hand, and the crystal ball-like Prophet characteristic automatically floated into the air.

Immediately after, the already prepared ingredients floated up one by one, mixing with the Prophet characteristic, rotating and merging in the air, finally transforming into a silvery-white liquid that fell into a transparent glass bottle.

Leyton brought the glass bottle containing the Prophet potion close to his eyes and carefully examined the potion.

It was pure silver-white, with strange symbols constantly rising and falling within it. These strange symbols intertwined and influenced each other, forming closed circles.

"I've been delayed for some time; I hope the ritual's effect hasn't worn off yet."

Leyton whispered, then directly poured the potion into his mouth.

The moment the potion entered his mouth, Leyton felt his mind become hazy. Layers upon layers of things continuously entered his eyes and were etched into his mind.

This was a more uncomfortable feeling than the knowledge infusion from the Hidden Sage. The infused knowledge was always limited, but at this moment, Leyton felt as if the entire world had changed in his eyes. All things reflected corresponding information, wanting to enter his eyes and drill into his mind.

As his thoughts gradually became chaotic, a unique, clear trace with a sense of familiarity entered his vision. It surrounded him like an invisible barrier, blocking the erosion of most information.

It was like a blob of black ink, dyeing all approaching colors black.

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