In a room filled with the ethereal fragrance of Amantha extract and Eye of the Spirit medicine, Capim’s henchman, who had been possessed by Klein, was made to chant The Fool’s honorific name.

Amidst the monotonous yet rhythmic murmurs and the fragrance that made it difficult to focus, the man’s Spirit Body gradually dissipated. He became muddleheaded but maintained a certain degree of unusual lucidity, as if he was hypnotizing himself.

With Klein’s “help” in his Spirit Body form and the feedback from the chanting The Fool’s honorific name, he slowly entered an “artificial sleepwalking” state. His Astral Projection approached the infinitely high gray fog and the mysterious location above the gray fog.

Klein seized the opportunity, ended the summoning, and returned to the towering ancient palace, where he sat at the seat belonging to The Fool.

He saw a bright light circle rippling around him, sketching out the illusory figure of Capim’s henchman. The mysterious space was affected by the ritual as it trembled slightly. Some of the energy was being pried away and was slowly flowing.

Klein picked up the Dark Emperor card, and a paper figurine flashed in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the paper figurine flew out and absorbed the sliver of energy that had been pried out of the gray fog. It then transformed into a man wearing a black cap and a thick cotton jacket. He looked identical to Capim’s henchman—even his aura and feel was indistinguishable from the real person.

This paper figurine overlapped with the target’s illusory figure and helped him resist the mysterious and unknown restrictions placed within his Spirit Body.

At the same time, Klein held the Dark Emperor card and spread his spirituality, touching the projection of Capim’s henchman formed by the pure light.

This was one of the applications of secret deeds, where a weak human and a great being were able to be a little in tune with each other, feeling the corresponding knowledge and gaining a wonderful spiritual experience. Unlike normal circumstances, Klein was playing the role of the great being in this instance.

In this kind of close interactive state that belonged to a secret deed, humans could gain knowledge from great existences, and great existences could also naturally use questions to obtain the information they wanted.

If it wasn’t for Klein’s inability to master the field of the mind, he would’ve been able to plant an inducing suggestion.

“What kind of powerful people are in Capim’s villa?” Klein asked through the interactive spirituality state.

Without any resistance, the projection transmitted the memories to Klein, making him feel like he was watching a holographic film.

The man in the cap stood respectfully and fearfully in the room. In front of him was a middle-aged gentleman in a black tailcoat and a white wig.

This gentleman had a long, thin, and stern face, and his mouth was naturally pursed, giving off an exceptionally cold feeling.

He followed the golden chain on his watch, took out a pocket watch of the same color, pressed it open to take a look, and then he said in a deep voice, “Look at me.”

The man in the cap didn’t dare to disobey as he raised his head and looked in front of him.

“Yes, Mr. Harras.”

Before he could finish his words, he saw a pair of eyes that flickered with a strange light, and he heard a command: “Maintain secrecy!

“You can’t leak anything you see or hear in this villa to anyone else.”

the cap trembled inexplicably, feeling that he had

his head again and said, “Yes,

in the cap carried an unconscious girl along the stairs to

that was separated from the others, and a bearded man

held a thin piece of flannel in his hand and was carefully cleaning the grayish-white

was thick and long, connected through a pipe to a large mechanical box of the same

was a

a military-controlled

in the cap bowed his head in

structure which resembled a prison. He then locked the unconscious girl

the corridor, and picked up

figure slowly approaching from the other

be able to see

the man in the cap realized

wearing a brown bonnet, a thin white blouse, and suspenders, as well as

old scars on her face and a cruel

his head in fear as he stammered, “Ma’am

woman ignored him. Step by step, she approached him and walked past him, as though he was

the man in the cap curled his lips and said, “Bitch! When you get into bed, you’ll definitely be

up his crotch, held up the

the cap met two men in the

was about 1.65 meters tall, and he was a little plump. He didn’t have any special features, but his eyes always had a frightening look. The other was slightly taller than 1.70 meters, and he looked a bit old. He had some wrinkles and a high

greeted the plump

the cap met the cold middle-aged gentleman called Mr. Harras at the

He indifferently stretched out his

a subtle difference

a Sequence 6 at the very least, or maybe even Sequence 5… I wonder what pathway it is. It does seem similar to the Dark Emperor pathway… Relying on order and issuing commands? Judging from the scenes just now, the restrictions pertain only to the basement, not the entire villa. That’s right. With so many people coming and going during the day, it would be too troublesome to

hall, a wide dining

pieced together in his mind the

drain on his spirituality, he asked a final question, “Who are the important figures whom Capim is

of his eyes was the magnificent hall from before. Half-naked girls were prostrating themselves while serving the guests drinks, letting them abuse them or fool around with them; otherwise, they were

were bitter and numb. Any slight delay or lack of enthusiasm would

a shred of sympathy despite seeing such evil scenes. They fought to be the first to showcase themselves in a bid to obtain

the House of Commons who often appeared in the newspapers, Vardera, a fat man who was addressed

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