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Klarman gradually became a follower of the Primordial Moon while studying mystical knowledge such as natural interaction methods and mystic rituals.
Normally, a Shaman King could live to a thousand years with relative ease, but after that, their physical condition would inevitably decline, with irreversible aging and the decay and corruption of their spirit body.
Therefore, twelve hundred years was often the natural limit for a Shaman King and a Sanguine Earl, which was also why most outsiders believed he had already perished.
To continue living, one could only rely on various methods of prolongation, such as sealing oneself or, like the Sanguine, hibernating in coffins deep within ancient castles.
Klarman, nearing fourteen hundred years old and still full of vigor, not needing to reduce his activities, was because he had received a gift from the Primordial Moon.
This was also why he had disappeared for so many years.
Later, he received revelations from the Primordial Moon and joined the Rose School of Thought.
In this regard, Klarman had always been somewhat confused; he sometimes believed that the Mother Tree of Desire and the Primordial Moon were one, different aspects of the same great existence.
Yet at other times, he felt that the Mother Tree of Desire and the Primordial Moon were not only completely different but even had deep conflicts between them.
This confused perception led to these later followers of the Primordial Moon who joined the Rose School of Thought never receiving sufficient attention; apart from being gifted some items, they were all assigned to non-critical positions.
Therefore, Mahmosi, as a true direct descendant of the Rose School of Thought and a Sequence 3 Disicple of Silence, was someone he absolutely could not afford to offend.
And this operation to apprehend important members of the Life School of Thought had failed; Klarman seemed to already foresee the punishment he was about to receive.
Klarman felt stifled and angry, his malice surging, and the black staff in his hand flickered with a faint light, as if streams of ink-black liquid wanted to gush out.
He cast a gloomy gaze at Vartek City to the east, but after a moment, reason prevailed, and after looking around, his figure collapsed into a mass of black smoke and disappeared.
Deep within the Church of the Evernight Goddess in Vartek City, a lady with beautiful dark hair and a delicate face suddenly turned her head to the west, a deep black flicker passing through her profound eyes, which contained countless stars.
It was Iliya, a senior deacon of the Nighthawks and the Eye of the Goddess.
As one of the thirteen Archbishops of the Church of the Evernight Goddess and the head of the East Balam Diocese, her own strength had already reached Sequence 3 Horror Bishop, and she had felt a fleeting surge of high-level malice from the west.
Iliya slightly raised her finger, and an invisible ripple spread out; a moment later, the figure of a man dressed in the robes of a Church of the Evernight Goddess bishop appeared, standing respectfully with his hands at his sides.
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Inside a house near the city gate in Vartek City, Ricciardo, with hair as white as snow, a face without obvious wrinkles, and a black blindfold covering his entire vision, sat cross-legged on the ground; Roy King stood beside him, his face showing worry as he looked at his scarred teacher.
On the ground in front of him, there was a small ring box with the lid open, revealing a milky-white six-sided dice inside, with a red 6 facing up.
It was the Die of Probability, solidified from the Uniqueness of the Wheel of Fortune, the highest-grade Sealed Artifact within the Life School of Thought.
It controls the probability of every event; at 1 point, it amplifies the probability of being unfavorable to the target to the extreme; at 2 points, it greatly increases the unfavorable probability, which does not mean 2 points are necessarily safer than 1 point, because once the probability becomes high, any unexpected event can occur. 3 points indicate a slight magnification of unfavorable probability, while 4 to 6 points are the opposite.
As a Sequence 4 Misfortune Mage of the Monster Pathway, Ricciardo largely controlled his own luck and, relying on the large amount of "luck" accumulated through his self-control, simultaneously gave Mahmosi and Klarman misfortune, making them relatively unlucky.
Through various manipulations and arrangements, and finally using the methods left by Will Auceptin, he temporarily and harmlessly used the Die of Probability to roll the most fortunate 6 for himself, successfully sending away the most threatening Sequence 3 Disicple of Silence, Mahmosi, in a "dramatic" fashion.
However, because the current use of the Die of Probability involved an object that might be connected to another angel, even with sufficient luck, the activation level of the Die of Probability far exceeded Ricciardo's expectations, subtly tending towards loss of control.
Ricciardo, wearing the black blindfold, lowered his head, seemingly gazing at the milky-white six-sided dice inside the ring box, which was faintly trembling.
He sighed softly, took out a transparent bottle made of an unknown material and a silver-white charm from his In arms, inside the bottle, a drop of silver blood floated, as if countless tiny, transcendent, illusory circular wheels were rotating, forming a long ribbon, with its ends almost touching.
Ricciardo opened the bottle, and the drop of silver blood flew out on its own, directly merging into the silver-white charm next to it, and the originally dim charm instantly glowed.
Ricciardo, unaffected by vision, directly picked up the silver-white charm and pressed it above the Die of Probability, speaking in a low voice in ancient hermes: "Restart!"
The silver-white charm suddenly transformed into a ball of light, and one mercury-colored complex symbol after another jumped out from it, instantly forming a giant illusory scaleless snake.
On the surface of this silver-white giant snake, dense patterns and symbols formed one interconnected rotating wheel after another, with different markings around each wheel.
With a sweep of its crimson, cold eyes, the giant snake soared into the air, coiled its body, and bit its own tail.
Its shadow enveloped the entire room, like a mysterious and exaggerated rotating wheel, also blocking all outward fluctuations, preventing anything here from being perceived by the outside world.
Finally, this illusory silver-white giant snake merged into the Die of Probability, and the milky-white six-sided dice, amidst the fluctuations of its halo, transformed into a blood-red 3 points, returning to calmness just like an ordinary dice.
Ricciardo quickly closed the lid, then took off the black blindfold from his head and looked at the ring box in his hand, which already had its lid closed, letting out a long sigh.
As a demigod of the Fate Pathway, he was not yet strong enough to directly gaze upon the Die of Probability, especially when it was largely activated; only in its current sealed state could he be fearless.
After Ricciardo dealt with the biggest trouble at hand, he looked at his student, Roy King, who was standing beside him, and spoke:
"Is this place safe enough? I need some time to rest and recover from my injuries."
Roy King nodded, responding in a low voice with a look of resentment:
"Safe enough. No one knows I bought a property here."
"Enzo, that traitor, many people lost their lives because of his betrayal. I will definitely make him pay for his betrayal."
"I also followed your instructions, Teacher, and used emergency communication methods to warn all members of the Life School of Thought that I know of, notifying them to evacuate, but I don't know how many can still get away."
At this point, Roy King's expression dimmed, and his tone carried a sense of helplessness.
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