On Friday afternoon, Klein, who had feigned illness to skip the literary salon, once again arrived above the
In front of him lay a palm-sized, copper-green notebook, its cover looking very sturdy. It was precisely the "Leymano's Travel Notes" provided by "The Magician" Fors.
Opening this thing, which was actually closer to a spellbook, to a certain page, Klein glanced at the yellowed color and raised his hand to summon the "
As he channeled a portion of his spirituality into the "Leymano's Travel Notes," causing it to emit a faint, hazy glow, he made the blue-green gems at the top of the short white bone staff shine brightly one after another.
Amidst the grating "zizizi" sound, silver-white lightning bolts materialized out of thin air, thick, ferocious, and menacingly intertwined, forming a storm-like scene.
At the same time, on the page of yellowed paper in the Leymano's Travel Notes, complex symbols and signs were rapidly sketched, overlapping, merging, and gradually taking shape.
Just as the page was about to be dyed silver-white, electric serpents burst forth from within, instantly destroying all the patterns!
Failed again... Klein silently sighed and repeated the process just described.
This wasn't his first attempt. Ever since he obtained the "Leymano's Travel Notes" on Wednesday night, he would frequently enter the space above the Gray Fog, using this magic book to record the abilities displayed by the "Sea God Scepter," grinding it over and over again until his spirituality was almost depleted, forcing him to return to the real world to rest.
In the process, there were both failures and successes. Through repeated attempts, Klein finally reached the last step: recording the "Lightning Storm" he had been eyeing for so long!
This was the demigod ability of the "Sailor" pathway!
Before this last failure, Klein had already failed nearly twenty times. His luck could be considered quite poor.
Failure, another failure, failure again. By the fifth time, he joyfully saw the silver-white color spread over the yellowed paper, causing the ancient, mysterious, and indescribably complex symbols and signs to simultaneously contract inwards, forming a peculiar pattern that gave anyone who saw it the feeling of being struck by lightning.
"Phew... Finally succeeded." Klein rubbed his fingers over the paper and let out a long sigh of relief.
He flipped through the "Leymano's Travel Notes" to admire his previous achievements.
In the past two days, he hadn't completely fixated on the "Lightning Storm." He had also recorded two other demigod-level abilities: one was the "Paper Angel" formed by leveraging a tiny bit of power from the mysterious space above the Gray Fog, which could be used to interfere with divination and predictions; the other was the "Tornado," also derived from the "Sea God Scepter."
When recording these, Klein's luck was relatively good. He succeeded with the first after nine attempts, and the second after twelve attempts.
As for Beyonder powers below Sequence 4, like "Flight," "Glide," and "Lightning Strike," they all required just one or two attempts. So Klein filled up almost the entire notebook.
This magic book wasn't particularly useful for wild Beyonders. It required a long time and great patience to record a sufficient number of useful abilities, and the failure rate increased for abilities above Sequence 6, making them not so easy to get... However, the mystical realm had 22
In his view, this magic book was indeed half a divine artifact for wild Beyonders. Although it was more difficult to get started with than "
As long as they were willing, a demigod could demonstrate them over and over again, while "Creeping Hunger" most likely couldn't swallow a demigod. Even a genuine "Shepherd" found it very difficult to graze a high-sequence existence. First, there were no resources, and second, they themselves were prone to losing control. That Elder Lovia from the
With "Leymano's Travel Notes" and this stone, plus the "Fortune Stealer" charm and the "Wraith" marionette, even if that Mr. X was guarded by a Saint, I could complete the mission and leave calmly... Klein rubbed his forehead and returned to the real world. He set up a ritual for "Gift Request" and took out the corresponding items.
After making these preparations, he walked to the full-length mirror, looked at himself, and adjusted his appearance to look slightly haggard.
After dinner, Klein excused himself by saying he wasn't feeling well and returned to his room.
After looking at the night view for a few minutes, he took a palm-sized mirror from the drawer and placed it on the soft yet bouncy pillow.
Then, Klein leaned in, letting the mirror reflect Dwayne Dantès with his deep blue eyes and graying temples.
He then slowly straightened up and stepped back, and suddenly there was another Dwayne Dantès on the bed!
This gentleman was wearing a dark silk pajama, leaning against a backrest pillow, holding a book in his hand, his eyes half-closed, as if resting or thinking.
Not bad, mirror illusion isn't inferior to paper figure illusion... Klein returned to the desk, picked up a fountain pen, and drew a strange symbol that blended concealment and peeping on the paper.
After a brief silence, the Dwayne Dantès on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and said with a fawning smile:
"Great Master! Your humble and loyal servant,
It must be said that not even Dwayne Dantès' face could pull off such a smile... Klein sighed inwardly and nearly turned his head to look the other way.
"Good." He nodded slightly in praise.
He didn't give any further instructions. Donning his half-silk top hat, he slid down from the balcony to the first floor, followed the secluded garden path, and climbed over the outer wall of 160 Berkelund Street from a corner. Throughout this process, he didn't forget to close the window.