"The source of this drop of golden liquid."
After silently reciting the divination sentence seven times, Klein held the parchment, grasped the virtual golden liquid, and leaned back against the chair back.
He didn't know whether an item manifested purely by feeling could be used for divination, so he could only boldly hypothesize and carefully verify.
After a few seconds, Klein's eyes deepened, turning from brown to black, and he entered a meditative state.
His eyelids drooped, and he "saw" a illusory and hazy dream.
In that gray and fragmented world, a golden, dazzling sun suddenly leaped out!
A low hum came from across the infinite void, pure and clear light instantly ignited everything, golden and scorching flames wildly swept outward.
Boom!
Klein instantly left the dream, trembling and toppling sideways, his body already a torch, burning fiercely.
At that moment, his thoughts were completely chaotic, not a single normal thought appeared.
Rumble!
The mysterious space above the gray fog shook violently, the majestic palace collapsed inch by inch, the ancient and mottled bronze table was smashed with holes and broken into pieces.
This terrible change lasted only three seconds, then above the gray fog returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
The golden flames on Klein gradually extinguished, he rolled with a charred surface, screaming, until the ability to think initially returned.
He supported himself on the armrest of the high-backed chair, stood up with difficulty, both terrified and bewildered by the ordeal.
Before this, he had never imagined that a single divination could bring about such consequences!
He gasped for breath, looked up and around, and found that the eternal-like majestic palace and ancient table had been damaged. For "Above the Gray Fog," which had never been abnormal, this was an unprecedented injury.
"What is going on? Did my divination point to some inconceivable existence?" Klein recovered a bit, letting the charred skin fall off while speculating. "If it weren't for the mysterious space above the gray fog blocking it, I would probably be nothing left but ashes... Could that drop of golden liquid be divine blood? Did I just see 'Eternal Sun', or one of His powerful angels? No, it was a sun, I feel it was more like the former... Damn, did I gaze upon a god?"
The more Klein thought, the more frightened he became, feeling that he had almost completely met his end.
"Truly the ignorant are fearless; if you don't seek death, you won't die... From now on, I shouldn't just divine anything, who knows what I'll see!"
"If it happens again, I really don't know if this mysterious space can still block the most fatal damage... then I'll be dead for sure..."
"Hmm, if I continue to try with the golden liquid, it definitely won't work. That entity suspected to be 'Eternal Sun' was also affected by the secrecy, oddness, and suddenness of the divination above the gray fog, and didn't have time to react more... If He were prepared, this mysterious space might not be able to block it..."
With this thought, Klein's figure returned to normal, no longer charred, but compared to before, it was dimmer and more illusory.
He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, giving the thought to restore the palace and table.
The palace like a giant's dwelling and the bronze table instantly recovered, everything returned to its previous state.
Klein sat down, leaned against the chair back, and said with a self-deprecating laugh:
"This isn't entirely bad; at least I've figured out roughly where the limits of this mysterious space are, and I have a definite goal... One must be an angel close to a god to fully leverage the power above the gray fog, right?"
"Alas, I must add another rule to my 'Fortune Teller's Code': 'Do not casually divine matters that may involve high-level entities.' Hmm, also don't open spiritual vision recklessly; if I gaze upon something I shouldn't, I might instantly game over, and outside there's no mysterious space to shield me from most negative influences..."
After a few more seconds, Klein's expression suddenly became strange, because some knowledge was echoing in his mind.
Right, knowledge!
In the brief moment of contact with that entity suspected to be "Eternal Sun", Klein had been in a divination state, so he had instinctively divined some matters and knowledge from it.
He quickly used the "Dream Divination" technique to recall and organize the gains not originally intended, picked up the manifested black round-bellied pen, and wrote item by item:
"1. Do not gaze upon a god."