Countless sparkles of light surged towards him, the chaotic whispers of a million people poured into his ears. Klein completely ignored this. The Clown's abilities told him that his spirit body was gradually being enveloped by a rapidly expanding and spreading black shadow.
The black shadow was a huge cross, on which a person seemed to be hanging upside down!
Crack!
The chaotic and terrifying storm of thoughts all turned outward, becoming unified.
Klein found that he had flown out at a speed exceeding his fastest test flight. His spirit body had clearly strengthened after briefly fusing with a bit of the power of that mysterious space above the gray fog!
Just as the black shadow of the cross was about to completely envelop him, he rushed out of that hazy "world" and sensed his own physical body.
Falling rapidly and skillfully, Klein's eyes presented the image of Hood Eugen with his long, thin face and messy yellow hair, and the three candles quietly burning on the windowsill.
He had broken free from the channeling state just in time!
In a flash, he saw patches of black scales growing on Hood Eugen's face. His confused pupils turned vertical, becoming exceptionally cold and ruthless.
Shit! He's losing control! Klein's pupils had just contracted before he could react when he saw a figure dressed in a knee-length black trench coat and a matching silk top hat stride two steps to Hood Eugen, raising the special revolver in his hand and pressing it against the other's head.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
He had eliminated Hood Eugen before he completely lost control!
Klein, less than fifty centimeters away, was covered in blood and stains. He stared blankly at Dunn Smith, feeling that the captain was so handsome at this moment.
"As long as I don't bring up memories, the captain is still very trustworthy..." he praised sincerely in his heart.
"What went wrong?" Dunn put away his revolver, watching Hood Eugen's nearly headless corpse slowly slump to the ground.
Just as Klein was about to formulate an answer, he saw the corpse turn into a pool of bloody flesh and the asylum patient's clothes covering it within a few breaths, as if even its most basic structure had been destroyed.
Hood Eugen's corpse quickly left behind only a few intact things: several dozen scales glimmering with black light, and his heart, which had turned a light blue and become crystalline.
This heart flowed with dreamlike colors, like a diamond under a spotlight.
It sometimes calmed people, sometimes made them manic, sometimes created tension, sometimes produced confusion, but aside from that, it didn't have any special manifestations.
"This should be a controllable item." Dunn put away his revolver, took out a pair of black gloves, put a glove on his right hand, then squatted down and picked up the crystal heart.
A controllable item... So according to what the captain said before, this can be used as the main material for the Sequence 7 "Psychiatrist" potion... But could this make Beyonders who advance from it even more prone to losing control? Klein took out a handkerchief, wiped the bloodstains from his face and body, retrieved the special Tarot deck, and cleaned their surfaces.
He looked at the ground and asked curiously: "What items do these black scales belong to?"
"This is material tainted with a certain amount of Beyonder power. It can be used to create items with lasting effects. For example, our Demon-Hunting Bullets—if they exceed three months, their ability to harm the undead and other monsters significantly decreases, leaving only a bit of the demon-hunting traits inherent to the material itself. If similar black scales are used as material, the duration of the effect will reach one year or even over two years, and the effect itself will be better. Of course, due to its properties, these black scales are obviously not suitable for making Demon-Hunting Bullets." Dunn explained as he took the paper from Klein's hand, wrapping up the light blue heart and the black scales.
"Like parts of a mystical species that can be used as supplementary materials for potions besides the main ingredient?" Klein asked, giving an example.
Dunn straightened up and nodded lightly, saying: "Yes."
So losing control really does turn one into a monster... Klein sighed. Seizing the chance while the room was still sealed by the Spirit Wall, he quickly recounted his previous encounter:
"When I was communicating with Hood Eugen's spirit, I saw from his mental layer a shadow resembling that of the
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As for what had just happened, Klein had actually anticipated it when Hood Eugen flipped over the "The Hanged Man" Tarot card. But he didn't expect it to manifest in such a way. Of course, this was indirect contact; it couldn't compare to directly "peeking" at the "
Hearing Klein's description, Dunn's expression instantly turned solemn.
He frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "A huge cross, black iron nails, a naked man covered in blood hanging upside down?"