The silver seal suddenly turned ice-cold, like layers of snow compressed into crystals.
Klein shivered, his mind instantly clearing, and his fear and panic seemed momentarily frozen.
He hurriedly infused his spirituality into the seal and used his finger to push the thin silver piece out of his pocket, letting it fall by his feet.
Dark red flames appeared in midair, with light, continuous explosive sounds echoing softly.
A sense of tranquility and profundity instantly spread, covering half the bedroom, covering Mrs. Sharon and the "Sleepless" Cohen Lee, and covering Klein himself!
The "Sleep Seal" was inherently an indiscriminate item; when used normally, it needed to be thrown toward the enemy.
That way, the user would only be affected by the residual effects, not unable to resist the temptation of slumber.
But now, Klein's arm was wrapped in countless invisible threads, making it impossible to throw the seal. He could only trade his own slumber for Mrs. Sharon's deep sleep!
However, he had long considered and prepared for such a situation, because it involved his own special nature, a specialness distinct from most mid-to-low-sequence Beyonders.
In an instant, Klein's eyelids drooped, abnormally entering slumber and dreams, while Mrs. Sharon and the dazed Cohen Lee also showed signs of sluggishness and pause.
In this abnormal mode, Klein quickly regained his sense of self in the dream, rationally knowing he was asleep.
Whenever it involved forced dream invasion or similar hypnotic effects, he could stay awake!
It was like this when encountering Dunn's Nightmare ability, and like this when being channeled by Daly!
Crack!
Klein forcibly broke the dream and woke up, feeling the countless threads binding his arms, legs, and body slightly relax, no longer taut. Beside the full-length mirror, Mrs. Sharon looked confused, seemingly about to escape the effect of the "Sleep Seal" but not yet truly awake. Cohen Lee had collapsed on the floor, the "Spirit Medium's Mirror" lying face-down nearby, and the revolver had bounced to the door.
An opportunity!
Seizing the moment when the threads were loose, Klein pulled out his left hand, snapped his fingers with a crack, and lit a pale blue flame of spirituality, using it to burn the countless threads in front of him.
At the same time, he raised the revolver in his right hand and continuously pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang!
Two silver demon-hunting bullets left the chamber, shooting toward Mrs. Sharon.
Klein didn't confirm the result. He bent his knees, used his back and waist, and rolled toward Cohen Lee, breaking the threads wrapped around him in the process.
His purpose in firing was mainly to alert the captain outside, to tell Dunn Smith that something had gone wrong inside and they were in combat, asking him to come to the rescue as soon as possible. Of course, if he could directly hit Mrs. Sharon, that would be the best result, the most ideal development!
But Klein didn't think a Beyonder who might be Sequence 7 or even Sequence 6 could be so easily dealt with.
Whoosh! Wisps of pale blue flames burned in midair, all from the ignited threads. In this dreamlike scene, two silver demon-hunting bullets accurately hit Mrs. Sharon's body.
Crack, crack!
Mrs. Sharon's body, wearing a translucent nightgown and faintly visible, shattered like the red moon reflected in a lake. The full-length mirror beside her also cracked, most of it breaking into pieces smaller than a thumbnail, with a few still hanging on the frame, each like a palm, a bizarrely shaped palm.
Puppet substitute? A Beyonder ability of the Witch sequence? Klein's peripheral vision caught this as he rolled to Cohen Lee's side. Because the threads had been broken by his movements, the pale blue flames in midair didn't spread to him.
At this moment, Mrs. Sharon disappeared, and the "sleeping" Cohen Lee reached out his hands to choke his own neck, squeezing until saliva dripped and his tongue stuck out, yet he still wouldn't let go.
But in Klein's spiritual vision, there was nothing strange nearby!
He suddenly remembered a description from the file on Sealed Artifact "3-0271":
The most dangerous situation is seeing oneself!
"Could it be that Cohen Lee just saw himself reflected in the full-length mirror through Sealed Artifact '3-0271'?" Klein's thought flashed, and without time to think, he pulled out another silver seal.
It was triangular; it was the "Soul-Calming Seal."
"Crimson!"
Klein spoke the ancient Hermes word while infusing spirituality and throwing the seal.
Then, he pressed his left hand down and touched the "Spirit Medium's Mirror."
He had confirmed with his peripheral vision that this sealed artifact was face-down and wouldn't reflect him.
The triangular silver seal burned with ice-blue flames, and a gentle, peaceful darkness covered Cohen Lee, also affecting Klein himself.
The tension and unease instantly dissipated. Cohen Lee's choking motion suddenly slowed, and Klein no longer felt like he was on a battlefield, but rather standing by the bay window at home, looking down at the quiet night street. His body and mind both achieved tranquility.
This was exactly the change Klein had hoped for!
At this moment, he entered an extremely peaceful state, as if the whole world had only him left, with nothing else existing.
With this feeling, a sudden intuitive thought flashed through his mind:
Mrs. Sharon is going to attack my right waist!
This was the "Clown's" precognitive ability in battle. Klein unhesitatingly grabbed the "Spirit Medium's Mirror" and rolled to the left.
The moment he moved, a dagger burning with black flames silently stabbed at the spot where he had just been, aimed at his right waist.