Backlund, 160 Böklund Street.

Gehrman Sparrow’s figure suddenly appeared inside his bedroom as his black trench coat fluttered while his half top hat remained straight.

The Dwayne Dantès lying in bed immediately turned incorporeal, receding into a palm-sized mirror.

Probably no one came tonight. Arrodes didn’t cause any trouble… Upon seeing the peace and quiet, Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief as his body grew a lot taller and his sideburns turned gray. His blue eyes deepened as he transformed into Dwayne Dantès.

Meanwhile, watery waves stirred in the mirror as silver light gathered to outline words:

“Great Master, I didn’t do anything today! No, I seriously acted as the sleeping Dwayne Dantès.

“In addition, I encountered something. Do you wish to know what it was?”

Ignoring Arrodes’s desire to be praised in its first sentence, Klein felt his heart skip a beat. As he took off his hat and threw it on the reclining chair beside him, he said in a deep voice, “Tell me.”

The words on the mirror disintegrated and squirmed into new text.

“A lady peeped into this house when she was walking past this street.”

How does that matter? There are plenty of people who admire the surroundings when passing by every day… Klein was just about to say something when the aqueous light stirred on the mirror’s surface, outlining a figure.

The person was dressed quite oddly in the eyes of normal people. She wore a spirit medium’s black robe. Her eyeshadow and blush were blue. She looked beautiful, but she also had an uncanny appearance. She was none other than Daly Simone.

This lady had turned her head to look out as she passed by Unit 160 while on a carriage moving down Böklund Street. She had stared out for more than three seconds.

Man, she not only had an impression of Dwayne Dantès because of his eyes, but she has also grasped something about the situation? Klein frowned slightly and asked, “Anything else?”

“No!” As Arrodes presented the word, it sketched what symbolized a sworn oath.

Klein nodded and ignored the mirror’s passion. He then sent it away.

and responded to himself, bringing all the spoils of war and his clothes above the gray fog. He planned on separating Gehrman Sparrow’s and Dwayne Dantès’s clothes. He didn’t wish to miss out on any

Pa!

a finger and made the candlewick burn

Flame.

Flame…

his eyes and

controlled Senor

Senor’s body trembled violently, but he ultimately reached out his right hand

spirituality to seal it, it might not be able to fully screen out the attraction force from those of the same pathway. It might only weaken its influence and take more time… Back when I was in Bayam, I came and

deep breath, raised his hand, and snapped his

up the sacrificial ritual. This way, it skipped the

Klein turned around with great difficulty as he “piously” lowered his head. Without looking into the candlelight, he seriously chanted the honorific name of The

point of him bursting out in tears, he finally completed the ritual and sacrificed

the silent mysterious space. Sitting in The

Card of Blasphemy immediately became three-dimensional, like

page had a Roselle Gustav. He was either playing the role of a sailor, or he was wearing

by this sight. He felt increasingly convinced that his fellow Earthling was way too

be really impressed if the Demoness card also uses his image… As Klein lampooned, he read through the corresponding contents, analyzing the Sequence names, ingredients, and rituals

Folk of Rage… Sequence 7: Seafarer… Sequence 6: Wind-blessed… Sequence 5: Ocean Songster… Sequence 4: Cataclysmic Interrer… Sequence 3: Sea King… Sequence 2: Calamity…

of thousands of followers to submit and believe in said person out of fear. Secondly, it is

that spell almost certain death?… Besides, what if there’s no Sequence 0 during that era? Then, wouldn’t one need to think of a way to nurture one, or to switch to a neighboring pathway… Of course, the ritual might not be necessary. With enough luck, there’s still a chance of succeeding by directly drinking the potion. Sea God Kalvetua was such an example. It didn’t even consume a potion

challenge a deity, with massive feelings of fear

rules, preventing “Him” from resurrecting from the dead and returning from the void. However, it seems to be able to transform into lightning or light for a short period of time, perhaps capable of creating a planet-level disaster… Emperor Roselle’s focus is on

that wasn’t conjured. Using a fountain pen, he recorded the Cataclysmic

the contents of that

mysterious domain, matters that involved Sequence 0 required caution and carefulness. Care needed to be taken even if it violated

there might be a day when they were “lucky” enough to have lightning smite down at them, them suffering from an unresolvable conundrum that killed them with an aneurysm, or them dying from heatstroke from

trigger earthquakes and tsunamis, and the advancer needs to consume the potion in such

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