Klein twisted open the golden bottle’s cap and brought it to his nose. He took a whiff of the stimulating scent that energized him.

This was Holy Night Powder made using Slumber flowers, Dragon Blood grass, deep red sandalwood, mint, and other herbs. Since it was simple to concoct, Klein had made a batch the moment he got the ingredients from the underground market. It was going to be of use now.

He poured a little of the Holy Night Powder on his palm and collected himself. His irises turned dark.

Next, Klein put away the metal bottle and scattered the powder onto the ground after infusing his spirituality into it.

He scattered the powder as he walked, forming a circle around Sirius’s corpse.

A formless barrier rose, separating them from the outside world.

Klein flicked away the remaining Holy Night Powder on his hand and took out the other metal bottles. He sprinkled the Amantha pure dew and other liquids in the surrounding area.

The ritual he set up was different from the one Old Neil used at Ray Bieber’s house since the aim of the ritual was different.

For example, Old Neil poured the liquids before using the Holy Night Powder. That could create a serene and holy state second only to an actual altar. Klein had used the Holy Night Powder first before pouring the liquids to prevent Sirius’s remnant spirituality from being disturbed by the surrounding objects while still barely managing to have an environment that satisfied the requirements of the ritual.

If he had used Old Neil’s method, the rest of Sirius’s spirituality would’ve been purged, making it impossible to establish a connection.

After finishing his preparations, Klein put away the materials and entered a state of Cogitation. He recited the Hermes incantations softly, “I pray for the power of the dark night.

“I pray for the power of the mystery.

“I pray for the Goddess’ loving grace.

“I pray that you’ll allow me to communicate with the heretic’s spirituality inside this altar.”

As the incantations reverberated throughout the sealed space, Klein suddenly felt a massive, terrifying, and mysterious energy descend upon him.

His eyes turned completely black as though he had lost his pupils and the whites of his eyes.

Seizing the opportunity, Klein recited a divination statement in his heart, “The formula to the Clown potion.

“The formula to the Clown potion.”

As he was reciting the statement, he used Cogitation to temporarily enter a dreamlike state.

It was a hazy gray world without a sky or ground. Klein was unusually alert as he observed a transparent, ethereal figure.

He extended his right hand and touched the remnants of Sirius’s spirit.

in front of him changed with a

candles on a silver candle stand, as well as a blank piece

He wrote in Loen language,

black-rimmed sunflower powder, 10

the single horn of a matured Hornacis gray mountain goat

to have the Clown potion’s formula

moment and took a sip of coffee, then he unwound the silver pendulum around his

his eyes, muttering terms to himself such as “the end of days”, “peace of mind”, “hope for the Lord’s blessings”, and

Klein finally

silver chain

It was facing down, its legs bound by chains that

that moment, the single eye of the giant suddenly had a faint red

Crack!

his legs buckled, almost causing him to kneel to

with a bat.

his spirituality was

his progress in ‘digesting’ the magic medicine, the adverse reaction calmed down

saw a huge cross in Hanass’ dream. The terrifying being crucified on the cross wasn’t the Aurora Order’s Hanged Giant… Klein took two deep breaths and waited for his

Giant. They believed that every human being had divine qualities, and as long as they persevered and made it through the countless trials, they would be able to accumulate enough divine

of mysterious and horrifying beings and were armed with a decent amount of knowledge

about the Sequence 7 which the Aurora Order had grasped. Sequence 8 was Listener. This was considered quite a terrifying ‘job’ for a

survive the next five years after becoming a

regarding the Aurora Order flashed through Klein’s mind. His initial

brought about by the injury? Yes, Frye once said that every Beyonder would more or less undergo some weird changes after they die…

ritual with the appropriate procedure and dismantled the wall of

wind blew as Klein forced himself to

face. It was a dark purple wart, almost black. There seemed to be liquid and a

of transformation was that?” Klein rubbed

over and retrieved his cane, allowing it to

had just happened, he knew that Sirius’s spirituality had been completely destroyed. Even

while, Klein saw Captain Dunn and his partners,

is tied to Beyonders and evil forces. In just a few weeks, you have come across more supernatural incidents than what we usually see in months,” Leonard joked, looking at

had seen in his dream divination, as well as the majestic palace on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and the

gray eyes trained on Klein, asked, “You tried channeling his

Holy Night Powder and the scent of

you would arrive late and that the remains of his spirituality

don’t look well. Are you alright?” the short Kenley asked

Sirius’s undelivered letter to the captain and

remembered that Selena had also once gone to the Evil Dragon Bar and that it was Hanass Vincent that brought her there. This meant that Hanass was a regular there. Thus, I suspected that the person in the portrait,

told me that the man had once tried to buy documents and items related to the Hornacis Mountains. That reminded me of the library. I recalled that the librarian had mentioned that someone

with a smile. He suddenly interrupted, “And so you brought your identification documents and badge here to flip through the borrowing records? Actually, I am very curious; why would you come into conflict with this man here? Even if it was a direct encounter, with your style of doing things, you would’ve pretended that you didn’t know him and would just leave the library. Then you would

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