North Borough, Saint Samuel Cathedral.

Just as Klein entered the main prayer hall, he used the points of light that shone from the back of the altar to survey his surroundings, taking in all the believers inside.

In one glance, Klein rapidly locked onto a target. He followed the aisle and walked forward without showing any abnormal signs.

In the first row was an elder wearing a black clergyman’s robe, but he exuded a cold aura. His face was pale, and his hair was withered and yellow. He had his eyes closed tightly as he prayed with great focus. He was one of the Keepers that Klein had previously sensed.

His shift is usually on Friday… Klein didn’t approach him and instead sat two pews away from him. After finding a spot to sit down, he handed over his hat and cane to Richardson.

Then, while sitting down, he tapped his left thumb on the first segment of his index finger twice, silently activating his Spirit Body Threads vision.

Suddenly, black illusory threads appeared in front of Klein as they densely extended out of different Spirit Bodies endlessly.

Having just taken his seat, Klein shifted his gaze, casting it onto the Keeper.

He nearly exclaimed from what he saw, but thanks to his self-control as a Clown, and his ability to expect abnormal situations, he managed to relax and maintain his staid attitude.

In his vision, although the yellow-haired elder had Spirit Body Threads extending out, his body was entirely black in color on the inside as the darkness swallowed the origins of the illusory threads in a way that was completely different from ordinary Beyonders!

Indeed, they have already been eroded by the core seal, causing a mutation at the level of the soul… From the looks of it, the problem is closer to my second guess. They are, in a sense, part of the core seal. Once they show signs of losing control, they will immediately trigger the item’s instinctive reaction that forcefully quells them… It’s no wonder the Keepers need to be a voluntary role and be advanced in their years. They probably understand the outcome… Klein sighed as he prepared to deactivate his Spirit Body Threads senses and retract his gaze.

At this moment, he saw a pair of eyes. They were black without any emotions within.

Beside the eyes, there were pronounced wrinkles that extended bit by bit, as though they were distorted, strange mysterious symbols.

They were the Keeper’s eyes!

At some point in time, he had straightened his body, turned around, and looked blankly at Dwayne Dantès!

nodded at him as though it was a normal meeting of

Keeper slowly moved his

extracted from his surroundings

he knew that he

as he maintained his image as Dwayne Dantès, he sized up his surroundings, only to realize that he was still inside Saint Samuel Cathedral. However, all the pews

and weeds. The thick layer of dust made it seem like it had been in such

was in front of the collapsed donation box, coldly

he widened his mouth to reveal white, sharp,

teeth were embedded with blurry, indistinct, and tiny figures. They had complete facial features and limbs, and their expressions were different but

growl that sounded like a beast

clothes swelled as four blood-vessel-covered arms

grew fine black hair as the tips of

sprawled on the ground. It looked like a spider that had silently woven its web in the night while awaiting

with black hair extended out of the desolate altar without any warning. They pressed onto the sides as black gas condensed into slippery tentacles that extended in

extreme sense of fear, and the huge, illusory figure were penetrating an

control? That Keeper lost control? Klein stood there, subconsciously wishing to react and use his uniqueness to forcibly escape the dream, but suddenly, he figured out the series of events that had happened. His expression changed as

time it took to take a breath, a dark chill spread out from the outside world like a

point in time. As for the yellow-haired Keeper, he had long turned his head

he looked around in horror as though he was still

and looked at the Sacred Emblem again, drawing a sign of the crimson moon

to recall the experience he had

had spied on his Spirit Body Threads, it caused him to show signs of losing control; thus, causing an excessive reaction by pulling me

core seal behind Chanis Gate sensed the anomaly and quelled

vague considering his present state… Of course, it might not be my problem. Perhaps he was already on the brink of losing control… Klein looked at the

Creeping Hunger and escape with Traveling… Klein rapidly made up his mind as he patiently waited for the possible

minutes later, he saw Bishop Elektra walk in from the side door towards

his left fingers

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