The three types of paper in "Leymano's Travel Notes" felt distinctly different. The white paper, which could only record Sequences 7, 8, and 9, was smooth and thin. The tawny parchment corresponding to Sequences 6 and 5 was like tanned leather, extremely tough and flexible. The three scorched-yellow pages that could record divinity were thick and textured. They were so distinct that one could distinguish them effectively with a quick touch, without needing to look.
Klein's fingers quickly found the three thick, textured pages and deftly pinched the middle one.
Although the hidden pocket wasn't big enough to completely open "Leymano's Travel Notes," the hooded robe that "The Magician" Fors had modified herself still provided enough space for the palm-sized grimoire to open to about ninety degrees.
Klein propped the book open with his palm to prevent "Leymano's Travel Notes" from closing, while his finger traced the surface of that page. He felt a slight roughness, and the strange, ancient-patterned scripts and symbols were directly transmitted into his mind through touch.
Spirituality was infused into it.
Recorded on this scorched-yellow page was the Saint-level power of the "Storm" Pathway:
"Tornado!"
Klein intended to use this to create chaos, distract the Aurora Order Saint who might be hiding in the shadows, seize the opportunity to kill Mr. X, and escape from here with the wind.
Apart from this goal, the chaos would also effectively cover their tracks, scattering the gathering's members and forcing them to flee in disgrace. Since their identities were unclear, they would all become tainted with suspicion, making it very difficult for the Aurora Order to trace it back to Xio.
As these thoughts raced through his mind, Klein locked his gaze onto a spot and slowly pulled out "Leymano's Travel Notes" with his left hand.
At the same time, Mr. X took two steps to stand beside him, facing the same direction, like an old friend he hadn't seen in years.
Immediately after, a roaring boom exploded. A visible, terrifying hurricane swirled and twisted, appearing at the location designated by Klein's spirituality.
The tables, coffee tables, sofas, and high-backed chairs in the room were sent flying. The violent tornado cracked the walls, tore off the roof, and swept towards the entrance of the alley. Some of the gathering members, on the edge of the wind, were thrown far away, while others, pushed by the wind pressure, stumbled forward, fleeing elsewhere.
If Klein hadn't deliberately controlled the timing and direction of the tornado, not only would the old house where Mr. X was have been destroyed, but the surrounding block of apartment buildings would have suffered the same fate. As for the gathering members, they would have been sucked directly into the wind, their lives left entirely to chance.
The roaring sound quickly became fierce. The tornado, shooting straight into the sky, was like a terrifying giant, staggering towards the alley entrance and onto the street. Wherever it passed, the ground was swept completely clean, leaving nothing behind.
Klein was also blown away. Together with Mr. X, who was possessed by a wraith, he was thrown onto another street.
During this process, because they had been standing close together and the wraith could float, manipulating the target's body to some extent at the edge of the tornado, Klein and Mr. X remained within five meters of each other. Klein's manipulation of the "Spirit Body Threads" never stopped.
Suspended in midair, with the wind howling in his ears, Klein's right hand abruptly tore at his chest, ripping the surface of his hooded robe, reached into his armpit, and drew out the "Death Knell" revolver.
Although an air bullet would have been enough to finish off Mr. X in his current state, Klein decided to be cautious, afraid that the other party's mystical item might have a passive effect, like the necklace of the "Admiral of Blood" Senor.
A hunt demands a hundred percent effort!
As Klein violently drew his gun, his control over the "Spirit Body Threads" was notably affected. If Mr. X hadn't been so close to complete control, this single action would have been enough for him to regain basic consciousness.
But even so, Mr. X's thoughts were no longer completely frozen, stirring slightly.
He tried to struggle, but in that brief moment, the possessing wraith, Senor, once again froze all his efforts, making them self-contradictory.
Then, in Mr. X's pupils, the reflection of his enemy falling sideways appeared, along with half a gaunt face and its corresponding sharp features.
In his vision, the other party coldly pulled back the hammer, aiming the pitch-black muzzle at him.
Bang!
Klein pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the roar of the gunshot was swallowed by the wind.
Mr. X's head snapped back violently, as if struck by an invisible hand on his face.
His head, his brass mask, shattered into countless fragments in that instant, carrying red and white fluids as they scattered in all directions.
One shot, fatal!
The Death Knell had tolled for him!
Thud!
After firing that shot, Klein landed on his back on the street ground.
Thud. Mr. X landed beside him. The blood and fragments scattered in the air flowed back eerily, converging at his neck to piece together a head full of cracks and gaps.
This was the ability of a wraith.
At this moment, the unsupported tornado began to dissipate. The massive commotion from earlier had undoubtedly alerted the Saints in the distance.
Within the Storms Cathedral, the newly appointed Archbishop of Backlund, "High Priest of the Deep Blue" Radar Valentine, immediately flew out of his room and hovered in the high sky.
Klein, who had fallen to the ground, saw that the wind pressure had weakened. Holding the "Death Knell" revolver in one hand and "Leymano's Travel Notes" in the other, he was about to flip to the first page of the tawny parchment section.
After acquiring this grimoire, he discovered that among the pre-existing pages of records, there was "Traveler's Gate".
Klein first thought it was a coincidence, but after careful consideration, he felt it was inevitable. Since "Leymano's Travel Notes" belonged to the ancient Abraham family, who controlled the "Apprentice" Pathway and many corresponding mystical items, they had the resources and the will to record the abilities of a "Traveler", as they were incredibly incredibly incredibly useful.
At this moment, as long as the "Traveler's Gate" took shape, Klein could calmly leave with the corpse of Mr. X, who was possessed by the wraith Senor.
The reason he hadn't used it in the room was because the potentially present Aurora Order Saint had not been distracted, and had the chance to discover and interrupt it. Furthermore, Mr. X was a "Traveler" himself, and might have a certain probability of using a "Gate of Travel" to escape the predicament. Before he was completely dead, Klein didn't want to take that risk.
Just at that moment, Klein's vision went dark. He realized the surrounding streets were filled with a black, eerie formless liquid. It flowed, surging towards him, and quickly solidified, forming a sturdy cage.