As Patrick Breen chanted, the skulls around the deep black coffin gradually took on a layer of ghastly green, which mingled with their own white and gave off an extremely eerie sensation.
The "Spirit Dance" grew fiercer and fiercer, as if sounds from the underworld kept echoing; one by one the skulls floated up, seeming to possess life of their own.
Then, in a chaos that held order, they shot toward the heavy, pitch-black coffin, passing through the lid without substance and entering inside.
The coffin instantly transformed into a deep, insatiable whirlpool, expanding on the spot, and from it issued cold, icy, and lofty auras that made Patrick Breen instinctively tremble and lower his head.
This was the aura of an Angel, the aura of a "Death Consul"!
At this moment, the followers of Death who had been dancing the "Spirit Dance" collapsed one after another in convulsions, their consciousness growing hazy, as if they were roaming the netherworld.
But "The Fool" Klein, who had extended his vision above the
In a sense, this was a mental "interrogation", with which Klein was already quite familiar.
He immediately sent the "Red Priest" card flying into his hand and let it enter his body.
Suddenly, Klein was clad in a deep red robe precipitated from blood, rust, and gunpowder, a mask with simple archaic dark-golden patterns covering his face, and a crown studded with red, blue, and green jewels on his head.
Then he mobilized all the power at his disposal from the mysterious space above the Gray Fog, twisting it into a shapeless torrent that, with the prepared paper figure, rushed through the prayer light spot toward the "Undying" Patrick Breen.
At this moment, Patrick, who was trembling in awe of his teacher's aura, gave a slight shudder, as if he saw layer upon layer of holy wings.
— Klein had hidden the specific image of the fire angel, only revealing part of the feeling; that is, he interfered with the special effects himself.
The holy wings swept over him and vanished, leaving Patrick confused as if he had hallucinated.
As a Sequence 4 demigod, he quickly sobered up and found that he was no longer merely obedient and bound to follow his teacher's orders; his consciousness seemed to have been partially lifted, hovering above the mental world, calmly overlooking everything.
And as a fanatic, Patrick Breen unhesitatingly took the "Angel's Embrace" as the gift of Death, doubting nothing.
At this moment, from the deep whirlpool that the black coffin had become came an ancient, icy voice that seemed to make the soul detach from the body: "Good work.
"What progress have you made recently in awakening God?"
Patrick Breen immediately used the words given by His Excellency the Attendant to describe his efforts and dedication, half truth and half lie.
After a round of questions and answers, the death domain angel Haiter on the other side of the whirlpool had no suspicion and spoke calmly: "Very good. Keep going, and I will support you."
He paused, and as if casually, added: "I'll send you an assistant first, a Sequence 5 'Gatekeeper', to help you with matters and ease your burden."
"Is this the distrust His Excellency the Attendant mentioned? Teacher really does not want me to gain God's favor and threaten his position..." Patrick Breen, whose cognition had been gradually influenced by Klein's daily correspondence, could not refuse such "kindness" and could only answer respectfully: "Yes, teacher."
As soon as he finished, the black whirlpool suddenly spread out and turned into a bronze double door covered with mysterious patterns that were difficult to describe.
With a creak, the door opened a crack.
Behind the crack was deep, motionless darkness, in the depths of which seemed to be hidden eyes, silently watching outward.
At that moment, a hand reached out and rested on the edge of the door.
Its skin was unusually pale, and blue veins could be seen directly underneath.
With a grab and a pull, a figure vaulted out of the door.
It was a tall young man with a gentle face, wearing a black robe with red patterns and a raised hood.
His skin was brownish, clearly suggesting Southern Continent descent. His features were fairly good but lacked color.
Stepping onto the solid ground, the young man didn't even glance at Patrick Breen, but raised his head to the sky, slightly curled his lips, narrowed his eyes, and sighed: "An intoxicating atmosphere..."
As a Beyonder of the Death Pathway, being ignored by someone of a lower Sequence naturally irritated Patrick Breen, but in front of his teacher he could say nothing and had to follow the procedure to finish the ritual step by step.
During this process, "The Fool" Klein above the Gray Fog reacted far more strongly than Patrick.
Because through the "True Vision" provided by the Gray Fog, he saw the anomaly of the newly arrived "Gatekeeper"!