When he put down the copper whistle, Klein had already activated his Spirit Vision.
He saw the illusory white bones on the ground floating up weakly, slowly forming a huge body. If the previous scene was like a fantasy fountain, then now it was just an inverted ordinary faucet.
Klein's mouth moved imperceptibly, pretending not to notice anything unusual.
After a few seconds, the bone messenger finally assembled, its nearly four-meter-tall body once again piercing through the ceiling, black flames burning quietly in its eye sockets.
Klein neatly folded the letter he had written earlier and tossed it upward.
In the letter, he described in detail the relationship between the wealthy merchant Jimmy Neck, the Death God documents unearthed from the mausoleum of the Balam Empire in the Southern Continent, "Hurricane Admiral" Zilenges, and "Disease Admiral" Tracy, and mentioned that he had completed an infiltration. Although the assassination was unsuccessful, he left behind an item that could be used to determine the location of the Black Death.
Of course, he omitted the specifics of how he infiltrated, only roughly recounting the fighting techniques and style of "Disease Admiral" Tracy.
When the messenger, with a hand that could swat away an adult human, caught the letter, Klein coughed and cleared his throat, saying:
"I already have my own messenger."
The black flames in the bone messenger's eye sockets visibly flickered twice, and its body suddenly disintegrated, falling like a waterfall and drilling into the wooden floor.
"So, you don't have to be afraid of becoming my messenger anymore? Am I that detestable to you? Hmm... it's probably that these messengers from the underworld can't bear to part with Mr. Azik, after all, he is a direct descendant of the God of Death, perhaps not even separated by a generation. Clinging to powerful people, I get it!" Klein was about to pack up and check out, but his nose suddenly itched and he sneezed.
Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Cough cough cough!
He had a runny nose and coughed, and his forehead slowly but firmly grew hot.
"Damn, the 'Disease Admiral's sickness still lingers in my body, and I rushed back to Bayam against the cold wind of about 10°C. Now I'm really sick..." Klein blew his nose with low-quality toilet paper, thinking about whether he should summon himself, move as a spirit body, and let his physical body heal on its own.
After serious consideration, he thought it was not feasible. First, the physical state would significantly affect the spirit state, as there is a close and strange connection between the two. Second, if left unchecked, his physical condition would inevitably worsen.
"He's a bit delirious from the fever..." Klein touched his forehead and prepared to first return to the "Azure Wind" hotel to meet Danitz, then consider whether to go to a hospital or clinic to buy some medicine.
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Silver City, the Berg household.
Derrick finally received the fruit of the Radiant Clairvoyant Tree promised by the "Hermit" lady and brewed the "Sun Priest" potion.
It was golden in color and scalding hot. When Derrick drank it in one gulp, his throat felt like it was burning.
His eyes suddenly lit up, growing brighter and brighter, as if two miniature suns were hidden inside.
His body radiated rings of clear brilliance, and black patches became visible on his exposed skin.
At the same time, his fine body hair grew longer, seeming to turn into feathers wrapped in golden flames.
Derrick knew that such changes were normal when taking a Sequence 7 potion, so he did not panic or be alarmed. He gritted his teeth, repeatedly recalling the pain of killing his own parents and the hope that burst from the depths of his heart after meeting "The Fool," and he persevered in that near-meltdown situation.
After a long while, all his abnormalities subsided one after another, except that the air he exhaled still carried the warmth of the sun.
He felt his physique had been strengthened again, gaining considerable resistance to diseases and harsh environments.
But that wasn't the main point; what Derrick liked more were the divine spell-like knowledge filling his mind.
They included "Flame of Light," "Immunity to Fear," "Holy Vow," "Purifying Slash," "Sun Aura," "Summon Holy Light," "Create Holy Water," and so on.
Derrick paced back and forth happily, feeling that these divine spells were really suitable for dealing with evil monsters hidden in the depths of darkness.
He did not hide anything; he went straight to the Twin Towers to register his advancement information.
This way, after preliminary verification, he would be qualified to serve as a patrol team leader and have access to more Silver City documents.
This would include the method to remove mental pollution from Beyonder traits that "World" wanted... While answering the registrar's various questions, Derrick couldn't help thinking of the promise he had yet to fulfill.
Being in debt to someone always made him uneasy and uncomfortable, and now he finally saw the dawn of peace.
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Inside the Fragrant Leaf bar, "Silver Tongue" Misor King, holding a glass of red wine, sat down opposite the old man "Great Strength" Ozier, crossed his right leg, and asked slowly:
"Did you find out the specifics?"
He accepted the arrangement of his captain "Disease Admiral" Tracy, returned to Bayam to investigate the issue of the fake Elaine, and for that purpose, sought out Ozier, who had previously helped him issue the task—he couldn't directly ask the resistance army because there was a high probability they were in collaboration with the fake Elaine. Questioning them directly would be no different from going to the Governor's Palace and exchanging his head for a bounty.
Ozier pulled over a chair and sat down: