Mystery: The Last God’s Path

Klein slowly adapted to the current situation and began to examine the respective states of his body and soul.

He withdrew his gaze and tried to drive the spirit body that was mixed with a little mysterious space power.

Woo!

A slightly gloomy wind blew in and lingered in the bedroom. Klein happily tasted the smell of flying and circled around.

"In the same city, I can also play the role of a 'messenger'... But Mr. Robles said that unless his spiritual body is strong enough, or with the help of high-rank or high-spiritual items, he can carry things..." Klein controlled his emotions , stopped, and floated in mid-air.

Then he looked at the notebook on the bookshelf, tried to reach out, and the palm went straight through it.

"It feels like my 'strength' is not strong enough, it seems to be exactly what Mr. Robles said..."

Klein flew to the coat rack, reached out and grabbed the Sleeping Charm and Requiem Charm in the pocket of the black trench coat.

This time, he clearly felt the existence of the spell and felt the blending of spirituality, but unfortunately he still couldn't pick up the spell.

"Their spirituality is not strong enough..." Klein turned to another pocket, where there were two "Sun Flame Charms" that Robles gave him to steal the power of God's blood and mixed them with spirituality.

A warm feeling quickly spread throughout his body, making his body more stable and his mind clearer.

He picked up the thin piece of gold, and in the mirror in the room, the charm floated out by itself, just like the descriptions in many ghost stories.

"I can carry the Yang Yan talisman, and I can directly use my spirituality to make a sound... Well, I have a certain strength in this state..." Klein flew to the mirror, stopped in front, and saw that there was only a thin gold film presentation.

After thinking for a few seconds, he put the 'Yang Yan Charm' on the bed, and returned to the mirror again, trying to see if he could get in.

When it became dark, Klein's perspective suddenly changed. He saw all the pictures reflected in the mirror just now, and saw one thing vaguely outlined in the dim environment, which made him feel like he was hiding in a hidden corner, peeping It's half a room.

Can really get into the mirror. But just ordinary items. Didn't lead to any mysterious and weird world... Klein nodded slightly, rushed forward, and returned to the room.

The success of carrying the 'Yang Yan Charm' gave him great confidence, so he tried to grab another item.

Copper whistle from Azik!

As soon as he touched the ancient and delicate item, Klein suddenly felt that his spirituality was expanding and freezing.

Suddenly, his illusory eyes turned into burning flames, deep black flames.

"It seems to be a little stronger, the state is closer to the resentment, but there is no such strong resentment..." Klein's precipitation reflected his current appearance.

This is another use of the 'Joker' ability.

"Mr. Azik's copper whistle is amazing..."

At this time, Klein found that he could pick up a certain weight of paper, not to mention spiritual items like the Sleeping Charm.

Klein tried to pick up the pistol, but found he couldn't.

Immediately he began to study whether the current state has the ability to cast spells.

After experiments, he determined that he has two spell-like abilities in his spirit state. One is to use an invisible roar to directly shock the target's soul. Indeed, this is the scream of a 'wraith', but unfortunately Klein didn't know it at this time. .

Moreover, his own spiritual body is too fragile, and his power is extremely limited.

Instead, through contact, it creates an effect similar to freezing.

After completing the experiment, Klein turned his attention to the sunlight and the street covered by the curtains.

"I don't know if I can be active during the day in my current state..." He muttered and floated to the window.

Then, he carefully opened the curtain, revealing a gap, allowing a little sunlight to pass through the spiritual wall and into the bedroom.

Under this bright sunshine, Klein found that his spiritual body was emitting black mist, and his power was fading little by little.

He quickly let go, letting the curtain cover the light again.

"No way..." Klein pondered for a moment, then turned his attention to the "Yang Yan Charm" on the bed.

If there is the blessing of the divine blood of 'Eternal Blazing Sun', will it have different effects? He floated onto the bed, trying to grab the thin gold flake.

However, as soon as he touched the target, the warm and pure feeling conflicted with his own swollen and cold spirituality, just like water and fire cannot coexist.

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Klein quickly threw away the gold flakes in his hand as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

Mr. Azik's copper whistle and the 'Yang Yan Charm' cannot exist in my body at the same time... Klein realized that he put the copper whistle, and the mutation of the spiritual body caused by the copper whistle disappeared quickly.

Without the blessing of the copper whistle, both of my abilities just now weakened... After Klein tried it out, he grabbed the 'Yang Yan Charm', and the spiritual body felt a sense of stability and warmth again.

He went back to the window and cautiously passed the curtain a little.

The sun shines on him, only warmth, no harm.

"Not bad..." With a smile on his face, Klein passed through the wall of spirituality and wanted to fly outside the house, intending to do more experiments.

Klein passed through the window and floated in the air beyond the bedroom, looking down at the pedestrians and carriages coming and going on Daffodil Street.

Just then, a man suddenly raised his head and looked over.

Klein was startled and wanted to hide on the spot, but he couldn't find a suitable cover for a while.

Just as he was trying to hide back into the bedroom, he saw that the man's gaze just swept across the window on the second floor, always following a sparrow, and was eventually thrown away regretfully.

Phew... I forgot, ordinary people can't see me... Klein breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he hadn't fully adapted to his current state.

With confidence in his heart, he lowered the height of his flight, approached the fairly wide street, and just floated above the heads of pedestrians.

As soon as the distance was pulled in, Klein immediately found that his 'eyes' was slightly equal to spiritual vision, and he didn't need to activate it any more, it was just limited in scope.

And after Klein left, in a mirror on the street, a pale and delicate grievance was slowly outlined.

It was Sharon who had been helping Hidall to monitor Klein, so that Hildo would know where Ince Zangwill's story was written.

Sharon looked at Klein, who was flying at a low altitude and drifting away, frowning slightly, not understanding how he did it.

Because if Klein was at home, Sharon would not go in, and would only monitor near Klein's house. Sharon would follow him only after Klein went out.

Looking at Klein who was about to disappear from sight, Sharron's figure slowly disappeared, entering a state of complete invisibility.

...

Klein tried his best to fly towards Tie Ten Street, and it didn't take long before he came to the outside of the apartment where he originally lived.

It should have the speed of an ordinary car in the previous life, the kind that normally runs at high speed... It's a pity, I can't freely enter and exit the spiritual world, otherwise it will be perfect... However, if you get lost in the spiritual world, the consequences are said to be very serious... Klein As soon as I finished my self-assessment, I felt depressed, gloomy, and indescribably depressed.

He looked around and saw that there was a dark color that normal people couldn't see, and the sunlight couldn't dispel it, and the remaining emotions such as numbness, despair, and pain were layered on top of each other, just like reality.

"No wonder it will become a breeding ground for the evil god's arrival. These are the nourishment for the growth of the evil god's children! Mr. Roberts said that Megauos was hiding in the West District, and it was true at all." Klein raised his figure as he spoke and flew to the third floor. position, out of that oppressive environment.

He flew down the lower street, and from time to time, he could see the residents with tattered clothes, numb expressions, and malnourished residents. He also encountered two normal deaths, both of which belonged to the type of long-term starvation, poor health, and finally illness.

Klein suddenly noticed that several residents were praying, and their prayer gestures were exactly the same as Mr. Roberts.

"This is. A believer of 'God'?" Klein was a little surprised.

After praying, these believers of "God" shook their heads and whispered something.

Klein approached curiously and heard their conversation:

"...Holy water can only detoxify, not cure diseases." Someone sighed.

"This is already the mercy of 'God' to have mercy on us. If there was no holy water, my two daughters would have died last month because of inhaling a lot of dust in the ceramic factory for many years... Praise God." A middle-aged man about forty years old with a broken arm said, making a prayer gesture again.

"Indeed, praise God," the others followed.

Klein found that, unlike the residents of the West District he had seen, there was no numbness and despair in them. What Klein felt in them was full of hope in life.

This washed away some of the darkness around Klein.

"That's what the 'God' wants to do, bring hope to people, don't be paralyzed by numbness and despair, and don't let the industrial age become a breeding ground for evil gods!" Klein thought thoughtfully.

However, Klein, who has previous life knowledge, knows that as long as the capitalists are there, exploitation exists, and everything is a drop in the bucket.

"Unless, the gods intervene in person...or..." Klein shook his head, not thinking that he could have such great ability.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the broken-arm believer of God lowered his voice again:

"I heard that the agent of 'God', His Excellency 'Earth Walker', received the revelation of 'God' and saw the picture of an evil **** trying to come to Tingen and sacrifice the entire Tingen city soon!"

"Hey~ who did you hear? Is this true or false?" Other believers asked whether it was true or false.

The middle-aged man with the broken arm scratched his head with his only right hand: "I don't know if it's true or not, this is what my daughter told me, but she said it was what her supervisor told her, and her supervisor was also 'God' ' believers, I heard that the status is quite high..."

Without waiting for the others to react, he added:

"However, the 'Earth Walker' also said that the evil god's intentions will be thwarted, and the heretics who created all this will be punished by the Lord, so ah, we don't need to worry."

"Phew...that's good, that's good." Several others let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, Klein was shocked and confused. Of course, he knew the ins and outs of this matter, and also knew that the 'Earth Walker' was Mr. Roberts.

But what puzzled him was why Mr. Roberts would inform these believers of "God", after all, they were just ordinary people.

"Could it be the reason why I wrote the letter last time? Mr. Robles is worried that the Nighthawks won't believe my inference, so he intends to use this method to make the Nighthawks believe in this matter?" Klein felt that apart from this possibility, There should be no other possibility.

"Mr. Roberts, it's really... great!" Klein felt that Mr. Roberts was really thoughtful.

If Sidor knew what Klein was thinking, he would probably nod with a smile:

You're right, it's just what you think, please think so.

Klein quickly flew to other places. After he was far away from the believers of "God", he felt the exhaustion, pain, pessimism, numbness and other emotions filled here again, especially in the industrial area.

Just as Klein was about to lower his height and prepare to observe this area carefully, he suddenly felt weak, weak from the inside out.

"My spirituality can no longer support this state..." Klein was startled and hurriedly returned home, but he immediately thought of a better possibility.

I was 'summoned', and after the 'summoning' ended, I returned naturally!

He calmed down his mind, carefully sensed his state and the surrounding environment, and unexpectedly found that there was a subtle connection between him and him somewhere infinitely high and infinitely close.

Following this connection, Klein tightly wrapped the 'Yang Yan Charm' and gave a strong intention to end the 'summon'.

The huge and terrifying suction force came again, and his transparent and almost invisible figure jumped and disappeared into the material world.

After a while, Sharon, who was wearing a long black court dress, slowly appeared at the place where Klein had just disappeared. Her blue eyes were full of doubts and confusion. She didn't know that Klein had suddenly disappeared after so long.

"My body is full of mystery. Is that why Hildahl values ​​him so much?" Sharon murmured, disappearing in place again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The endless gray and white mist filled the silence, the illusory still crimson The stars did not flicker, and Klein appeared in the majestic palace like a giant's residence again.

Klein looked at his spiritual body, which was wrapped in a warm and pure thin piece of gold.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose it." Klein let out a long breath.

Feeling that the weakness became more serious, Klein did not dare to stay, and wrapped himself with spirituality to simulate the feeling of falling.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to the bedroom and back into his body.

The 'Yang Yan Charm' that was wrapped was not brought out, but was left on the 'Origin Castle'.

"There is too little spirituality now. When I have enough rest, I will arrange a gifting ceremony in the early morning to bestow the 'Sun Flame Charm'." Klein walked to the desk and extinguished the quietly burning candle.

After packing up his belongings, he did not immediately dismantle the spiritual wall. Instead, he did it, pulled out a pen and paper, and started writing a letter, to Mr. Azik!