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.

of him

were three candles on a silver candle stand, as well as a blank piece of

his hand. He wrote in Loen language, “This is the second formula, its name in the notebook is

tornapple juice, 7 grams of black-rimmed sunflower powder, 10 grams of golden cloak grass powder, 3

of the single horn of a matured Hornacis gray mountain goat and a complete stalk

to have the Clown potion’s formula memorized as he quickly finished writing

a sip of coffee, then he unwound the silver pendulum

as “the end of days”, “peace of mind”, “hope for the Lord’s

prayer, Klein finally saw the

chain was

It was facing

eye of the giant suddenly

Crack!

shattered as his legs buckled, almost causing

he had been struck ruthlessly in the head with a bat. His vision turned blood-red as his hands

several seconds later and stood back up. He felt that his spirituality was unusually

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

the Captain saw a huge cross in Hanass’ dream. The terrifying being crucified on the cross wasn’t the Aurora Order’s Hanged Giant…

believed that every human being had divine

and were armed with a decent amount of knowledge regarding sacrifices and some knowledge on

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

distorted, unique abilities. But consequently, if they were unable to advance, it was difficult for them to survive the next five years after becoming a

flashed through Klein’s mind. His initial theory

hopeless as Seers in battle. That does fit Sirius’s actions just now. What happened later was a loss of control brought about by the injury? Yes, Frye once said that every

recovered slightly, he concluded the ritual with the appropriate

wind blew as Klein forced

noticed that there was still an obvious wart on Sirius’s mangled face. It was a dark

Klein rubbed his temples, not daring to

and retrieved his cane, allowing it to bear

that Sirius’s spirituality had been completely destroyed. Even the Spirit Medium Daly would be unable to

Captain Dunn

forces. In just a few weeks, you have come across more supernatural incidents than what we usually see in months,” Leonard joked, looking

his dream divination, as well as the majestic

the surroundings and, with his gray eyes trained on Klein,

were still traces of Holy Night Powder and the scent of the

truthfully. “I was worried that you would arrive late and that the

Are you alright?” the short Kenley

undelivered letter to the captain and

underground market to purchase materials for the rituals, I suddenly 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,

He 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 had just returned the journal issue

you come into conflict with this man here? Even if it was a direct encounter, with your style of doing things, you

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