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Klein looked up in surprise, finding that the Duke's figure had already vanished into a door of light. A strange sense of urgency lingered in his heart, making him feel as if something was stuck in his throat, and the joy of his advancement lessened considerably.
"Once you embark on this path, there's no turning back…" Klein repeated in his mind, sighing. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed a pale blue brooch quietly placed where Aaron's figure had disappeared.
His steps paused. Klein bent down to pick up the brooch. Before he could divine, the spiritual light points attached to it merged into his palm, and the corresponding information appeared in his mind:
"Traveler's Brooch"
"Utilizes 'Space Concealment' ability to distort and isolate an area within the Spirit World. Then, by leveraging the overlapping and chaotic nature of the Spirit World and reality, and relying on solidified correct coordinates, it can achieve storage functionality."
"The isolated space is only the size of a storage room. The power of 'Space Concealment' needs to be reinforced every 3 months, otherwise, it will gradually become ineffective. Furthermore, the negative effects of any Sealed Artifacts or Mystical Items stored within can still affect the wearer."
After processing the information that flooded his mind, Klein's mouth slightly opened. There truly was a potion Sequence that could involve spatial abilities. Looking at the brooch in his hand, he immediately took out his crystal pendant and performed a divination.
All the information in his mind was accurate. The only thing to note was that the special nature of this brooch essentially relied on the Spirit World, making it unusable in certain special areas where the Spirit World could not be connected or was chaotic.
"A very powerful Mystical Item. Was my 'desire' too obvious just now?"
Although Klein didn't know why the Duke suddenly gave him this item, after thinking for a moment, he still pinned it to his shirt, feeling somewhat like a person with many debts has nothing to lose.
With a hint of anticipation, Klein infused his spirituality into it. The look of anticipation on his face slightly froze. The space accessed by the "Traveler's Brooch" was empty. There was no additional surprise he had hoped for.
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Surrounded by transparent shadows of indescribable forms, and with clear, bright lights of different colors above, containing countless pieces of knowledge, Aaron strolled through the Spirit World, heading towards the corresponding Spirit World coordinates of Backlund.
Suddenly, the surrounding illusory objects changed abruptly. Aaron found himself standing inside a majestic palace.
Here, the walls had collapsed and were in ruins. In some places, moss and weeds even grew. Through the holes in the surroundings, one could see the mountains outside and the white clouds almost touching the palace.
At the very top of the palace was a huge stone-carved chair, inlaid with dull gems and gold, seemingly not prepared for humans.
This enormous chair was empty and mottled, as if it had endured the baptism of long years.
On the chair, countless transparent maggots seemed to be clustered together, slowly wriggling and growing wildly.
Everything before his eyes was instantly dispersed by surging dark-gold mist. Aaron reopened his eyes, his light-gold pupils gazing at the notebook that had somehow flipped open in his right hand. A strong sense of yearning tempted him to go to another area.
His demigod status and the Uniqueness brought by the Nation of Disorder meant Aaron no longer needed to divine. Simply by approaching danger, he would receive a warning. After all, the essence of most divinations relied on the Astral Body roaming the Spirit World to gain revelations, which, simply put, originated from one's own spirituality.
Manipulating "Chains of Order" to completely cover the Antigonus family's notebook, preventing it from interacting with the Spirit World, Aaron then turned his head to look at the area to his front right—a deep, ink-like blackness that even the clear, bright light above could not illuminate.
Having experienced multiple Spirit World traversals and having created spatial pockets in the Spirit World using the Necklace of Secrets' Space Concealment, Aaron knew that the existence of the Spirit World was quite wondrous.
It completely overlaps with the real world. In the Spirit World, there is no up, down, left, or right. Past, future, and present can all converge here, like a strange ocean formed by the compression and Convergence of countless knowledge, countless information, and countless illusory spirits.
Because of this, revelations obtained from the Spirit World can only be various symbols, not direct answers.
But it is precisely this conceptual world that allows everyone to receive revelations from the Spirit World at any time. Aaron, who had already achieved demigod status, could selectively receive messages. The fact that he was unknowingly passively fed images was something the Antigonus family's notebook could not do.
This notebook was not derived from a Uniqueness; it merely contained a residual trace of power from Antigonus, who was half a The Fool.
"Able to bypass my perception and subtly draw out this power…" Aaron's gaze slightly narrowed as he looked at the indistinctly distant gray area and whispered, "Hornacis…"
This should be the Spirit World projection of the "Nation of Disorder" before Antigonus was sealed, or the corresponding area in the Spirit World that emerged from the Puppet city Antigonus once constructed for the "Realm of Mysteries."
The residual aura within it, utilizing the special area of the Spirit World, had influenced the formation of the influence.
Thinking this, Aaron suppressed his curiosity and moved away from the area.
Regardless of whether this was a contingency Antigonus left for himself by using the authority of deception when he was half a The Fool, or if certain existences deliberately did not destroy it to prevent Antigonus from being completely replaced by the Lord of the Mysteries' consciousness, Aaron was unwilling to be the one to step forward at this moment, but he still recorded the Spirit World coordinates of this area.
After moving away from that area, the Antigonus family's notebook fell back into silence. Aaron then recalled how the Evernight Goddess had specifically asked him to bring this notebook back to Backlund.
Gently shaking his head, the Evernight Mark emitted a faint glow, applying a concealment status to him. Aaron stepped out of the Spirit World, and what met his eyes was a pure black church with two symmetrical bell towers.
Inside a quiet room in St. Samuel's Church.
Saint Anthony Stevenson, one of the thirteen Archbishops of the Church of the Evernight Goddess and the head of the Backlund diocese, looked at the Antigonus family's notebook on the table and lightly tapped the surface.
The surrounding light suddenly vanished, as if swallowed by the dimness within the room.
Throughout the entire church, all the praying believers felt the descent of Darkness for that brief moment.
Everything quickly returned to normal, and the notebook also disappeared.
Looking at Aaron opposite him, Archbishop Anthony nodded slightly:
"Lady Arianna has informed me that this notebook will be sealed by St. Samuel's Church. Thank you for your assistance, Duke."
Making a crimson moon sign over his chest, Aaron smiled and said:
"I heard Audrey went to the Southern Continent with Crested on an airship. I have quite a few enemies in the Southern Continent."
"Although they won't directly attack the Church, everything is uncertain once they reach the Southern Continent. Therefore, I have also arranged a powerful individual in the Southern Continent."
"This is both to ensure Audrey's safety and to smoothly promote the 'Code of Law' in Nikiforus City. Because his identity still needs to be concealed, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I would like a token from you."
Looking deeply at Aaron, Anthony's hand produced a pure black ring, which he flicked to the Duke, and then said in a deep voice:
"Take this ring, and Crested will understand. He will cooperate with your actions in West Balam."
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Feynapotter Kingdom, Feynapotter City.
Aaron, having left Backlund, stepped out of the "Traveler's Door," and what met his eyes was a familiar, dazzling golden expanse.
He looked at the continuous golden churches, and the Holy Emblem of Life—surrounded by symbols of wheat, flowers, and springs—engraved on their outer walls.
A uniquely shaped infant Puppet silently appeared on his shoulder, a demigod creation gifted by Matron Roland.
An invisible fluctuation spread. Moments later, a green-haired woman wearing an Archbishop's robe flew out from the sprawling palace complex covered by towering trees, appearing before Aaron in an instant. A clear, cold voice came:
"Blessed One, the Pontiff has ordered me to receive you. You may call me Archbishop Melanie."
Looking at the Archbishop with green hair mixed with wheat ears, Aaron reached into his spatial pocket and took out the uniquely shaped container. It held the flesh and blood of Dunn.
Along with it, he also took out a dark, profound, gem-like gelatinous substance. This was a "Nightmare" Beyonder characteristic separated from the Beyonder characteristics sacrificed from Moon City.
Aaron handed both items to the Classical Alchemist, explaining:
"I hope the Church can help me refine a body using this flesh and blood, and also incorporate this Beyonder characteristic."
Archbishop Melanie first took the "Nightmare" Beyonder characteristic and closed her eyes to sense it for a moment, then spoke softly:
"A very clean Beyonder characteristic, without mixed pollution or spiritual imprints. I can help you fulfill your request."
"This Beyonder characteristic can replace the incomplete spirit and most of the materials to complete an ultimate 'Life Alchemy.' However, the cost is that the final product will lack the most crucial soul, being merely a Puppet that you can control."
"A Sequence 7 Puppet would be of no use to you. If you need, you can capture some spirits to integrate into it, but this will cause a certain degree of mutation."
Receiving the Archbishop's affirmative reply, Aaron nodded in satisfaction, peeling off a cluster of spiritual light points containing Dunn's likeness, and handing it to Melanie while adding:
"No, just refine it into a body. There's no need to add other spirits, but the appearance must be exactly the same."
"Lacking a soul doesn't make it a complete life. I can place it in the spatial pocket beforehand…"
Aaron silently added in his mind. After agreeing on the retrieval time, he opened the "Traveler's Door" and departed.
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Inside the palace shrouded in dense dark-gold mist, Aaron, leaning against the throne, looked at the two items he had just sacrificed. His spirituality stirred, illuminating two brilliant stars on the dome.
Watching the pure black ring given by Anthony merge into the star symbolizing Faus Ellen, Aaron took out Arianna's emblem from the pile of sundries and threw it, along with the gem bestowed by the Evernight Goddess, into the star symbolizing Cavendish.
With this Evernight Emblem, Cavendish could also use it to summon Arianna's historical projection, indirectly gaining the protection of Concealment, and minimizing the chance of being tracked by those few in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
In the Forsaken Land of the Gods, outside the Sanguine Holy City "Kamia," Cavendish looked at the two items floating out from the dark-gold double doors, feeling the instant surge of Darkness around him. His wildly warning spiritual intuition made him abandon the idea of divination.
Only after digesting the information that flooded his mind did Cavendish look at the gem, which seemed to contain stars, with a surprised expression. He then glanced at the slowly closing Door of Sacrifice and Bestowal, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in Hermes:
"Evernight Goddess, more exalted than the Cosmos, more ancient than eternity, You are the Crimson Lord, Mother of Concealment, and also the Empress of Misfortune and Horror, Mistress of Repose and Silence."
"Please listen to my prayer and grant me the protection of Concealment."
The low prayer echoed. The Evernight Emblem instantly dimmed, and the gem slowly dissolved, seeming to merge with the surrounding Darkness.
Through the connection of the Evernight Mark and the aid of his true vision, Aaron saw a figure wearing a layered long dress adorned with star dust, her face seemingly veiled by layers of thin gauze.
A thin "Night Curtain" gently drifted down, silently covering the Holy City "Kamia" and the surrounding area. Until this curtain shattered, everything here would be concealed.
Sweat beaded on his forehead. Suppressing the urge to look up, Cavendish finally relaxed after the figure vanished and the "Night Curtain" she transformed into completely enveloped the area. He then took out the bat token given by the Sanguine from his storage and began to constantly reach forward with his arms.
His face instantly paled a few shades. Cavendish, with trembling arms, dragged three illusory figures from the historical fog—they were the three Sanguine Dukes.
The bat token then collapsed inward, turning into three drops of blood entangled by crimson threads. After the blood, which exuded a rich life aura, merged, the originally somewhat illusory figures gradually solidified, and Cavendish, as the summoner, also felt his spiritual burden lighten considerably.
The three Sanguine Dukes, already prepared, did not waste time with pleasantries. Even if he could borrow spirituality from his past self, Cavendish could only temporarily bear the historical void images of three Angels.
Duke "Purple Moon" Liana's body emitted a dense Yin power, and a blood-red full moon appeared behind her. The figures of the remaining two Dukes appeared in two other directions of the Holy City "Kamia," with blood moons simultaneously rising behind them.
The blood-red patterns spreading on the three blood moons intertwined and swirled above the Holy City "Kamia," forming a massive array pattern, with a pair of enormous bat wings at its core.
The Darkness rippled, revealing a silver full moon, and the residual divine power of the three ancient gods filling the Holy City "Kamia" also erupted at this moment.
Indescribable roars spread wantonly from the deepest part of the ruined city, but they were swallowed by the dense Darkness. The blood-red array pattern, which had already formed above, was now slowly disintegrating, as if time had been fooled, attempting to retreat to its origin.
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