Chapter 1355: Wrapping Up The Matter

The nearly frozen silence lasted for nearly ten seconds before the

Abraham family members uniformly cast their gaze at Fors.

After sensing the mixed emotions of wariness, guardedness, and fear,

Fors took the initiative to take a few steps to the side and warned, "Be

careful of the negative effects."

Even if the Beyonder characteristics hadn't fused with the surroundings

and formed Sealed Artifacts, they contained certain negative effects.

However, most of the time, it would only have effects from direct

contact. Of course, the Beyonder characteristics here were all

High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics. No one could be certain if they

would actively expand their area of influence.

Seeing that Fors didn't show any obvious greed, Dorian nodded and said,

"When you finish digesting the Secrets Sorcerer potion, you can consider

advancing to Sequence 3 Wanderer. I'll give you the potion formula and

prepare the corresponding ingredients for you. Of course, at this level,

the higher the Sequence, the greater the danger you face. This is an

objective situation. It doesn't change because of your personal will and

arrangements. When the time comes, you can decide whether you wish to

advance or not."

He said these words because he cared for his student, and on the other

hand, he wanted to assure her that whatever the Abraham family possessed

was equivalent to her possessing it. No one would treat her as an

outsider and deliberately make things difficult for her on the matter of

raising her Sequence.

This could effectively eliminate the heat brought by greed.

And after obtaining so many High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics,

Vilos and the other members of the Abraham family weren't unwilling to

part with a Wanderer Beyonder characteristic. They even believed that

using it to exchange for "peace" was absolutely worth it. After all,

there was only one demigod here---Fors.

Without the time to bring out their Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts, and

because of the ineffectiveness of the seals, the Abraham family members

didn't dare take out most of the Grade 1 Sealed Artifacts. Under such a

situation, Fors had the ability to finish all of them off.

Faced with her teacher's promise, Fors tersely acknowledged.

"Was the 'door' to the concealed space opened?

She thought that the High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics in front of

her were all from the Abraham family's treasure vault and had been

thrown into the real world due to the recent abnormality. However, she

did feel that there were too many of them.

"No." Dorian slowly shook his head, looking confused.

The other Abraham family members remained silent, equally confused.

No one would believe that treasure would fall from the skies unless it

happened before their eyes!

"Should we pray to Mr. Fool?" Fors tried giving a suggestion.

Dorian, who had a vague guess, immediately looked at the other Abrahams.

He saw the ones who had changed faiths to Mr. Fool nod in agreement.

Those who hadn't changed faiths were clearly hesitant and eager to

object.

After some consideration, Dorian composed himself and said, "Gather the

ones with negative area-of-effect traits while using the correct method.

Prevent them from combining with the surroundings.

"I'll pray to Mr. Fool at the side."

"Alright." The few members of the Abraham family hesitated for two

seconds before agreeing.

Following that, they seized the opportunity to identify the

characteristics and attempt to gather them.

After some of the members had obtained a certain amount, Dorian finally

retreated to Fors's side and bowed his head to pray to Mr. Fool.

Soon, a grayish-white fog and an ancient palace deep in the fog appeared

in front of him. A high and solemn voice resounded in his ears:

"These are the relics of Mr. Door.

"Your bloodline curse has been completely removed."

Relics of Mr. Door... Relics... Dorian ruminated over the word

and opened his eyes, casting his gaze at the High-Sequence Beyonder

characteristics.

He looked on silently, his vision gradually blurring.

East Chester County, the Hall family manor.

Alfred and the others, who had just figured out the source of the

explosion and the "enemy attack" shout, saw the doors and windows

opening at the same time as they crashed into the walls.

During this process, several pieces of glass shattered.

There is indeed something abnormal... Alfred raised his hand

with a solemn expression. He said to his adjutant, squire, personal

guards, and bodyguards, "Retreat back to the main house to prevent any

accidents that might happen next.

"At the same time, send a telegram to the archbishop of East Chester

diocese, and request for assistance."

He felt that the most important thing right now was not to investigate

the anomaly, but to protect his father, mother, and sister.

He had plenty of time to do the former after daybreak. But if anything

happened to the latter, it would be impossible to make up for it.

After returning to the manor's main house and arranging for strict

patrols, Alfred walked into the living room and said to Earl Hall,

"There was indeed something abnormal, but the guard couldn't describe

what he saw. He only felt extreme fear at that moment."

Earl Hall nodded calmly and said, "We'll do further investigations after

daybreak.

"Sit down and get some rest."

Beside him, Audrey was holding her mother's arm as she quietly listened

to her father and two brothers talking.

Of course, this was only an image. She had been continuously releasing

Virtual Personas in an attempt to find the reason for the sudden opening

of doors and windows from the memories of eyewitnesses.

After a few minutes, she ended the investigation, somewhat disappointed.

For the time being, she temporarily attributed it to the influence left

behind by the mind dragon, Ariehogg, and Mr. Wrath.

At that moment, she realized that the golden retriever, Susie, had a

strange look in her eyes. She quickly sent out a Virtual Persona and

entered the mind island of the other party's soul to have a private

conversation.

"What did you discover?" Audrey asked directly.

On Susie's mind island, a voice resounded:

"I smell a thick scent of blood. At the edge of the manor, It happened

sometime before the doors and windows opened. Yes, it happened about ten

seconds after the explosion."

After hearing that, Audrey pursed her lips and fell silent for a few

seconds.

"Go take a look."

Susie immediately stood up and tiptoed out of the living room. She left

the manor's main house from a side door on the first floor.

During this process, there would be people looking at her from time to

time, but they didn't mind her and didn't attempt to stop her. After

all, she was just a dog, a dog who had mastered Psychological

Invisibility.

After walking the path to the furthest building from the manor's main

house, Susie twitched her nose and chose an open window before jumping

in.

Then, she saw a bloody corpse on the bed. Its skin had shed.

And what she saw was equivalent to Audrey seeing it through the Virtual

Persona that she planted in her mind island.

In the living room inside the main house of the manor, Audrey, who was

holding her mother's arm, lowered her head.

Then she lifted her head, and her eyes swept slowly and deeply across

her family's faces---Earl Hall, Lady Catelyn, Hibbert, and Alfred.

She maintained her silence, becoming increasingly silent.

Bayam, inside the Cathedral of Waves.

Alger, who was wearing a robe embroidered with the Storm symbol, walked

out from the underground area one step at a time. He nodded at the

Mandated Punishers and priests who were waiting by the sides.

"The seals were restored to normal in time.

"You can return the items under your watch."

"Yes, Your Eminence." The Mandated Punishers, priests, and bishops

heaved a sigh of relief as they struck their left chest with their right

fists.

Alger didn't say anything else as he responded with the same salute.

After returning to his room, he slowly looked around. He took a deep

breath and found a seat to sit down.

The Fool that doesn't belong to this era... Alger silently

prayed to Mr. Fool, expressing his thoughts of preparing to leave the

Church of Storms.

The explanation that the seal was restored to normal in time could only

convince relatively low-level members of the Church. It was impossible

to hide from any cardinal or high-ranking deacon, much less the pontiff

and the Lord of Storms.

And if he didn't get Mr. Fool's approval and protection, Alger didn't

dare leave the Church of Storms so casually. He would definitely suffer

the wrath of a god.

A few seconds later, he saw the familiar boundless gray fog and heard

Mr. Fool's reply:

"Okay.

"Go to the Church of the Sea God."

Phew... Alger relaxed, stood up, and took off his Storm robe.

After changing into a linen shirt, brown jacket, and pantaloons, Alger

looked at the cardinal robe on the table and fell silent for a while.

Then, he reached out and folded the robe neatly.

After carefully examining it for a few seconds, Alger retracted his gaze

and flew out of the cathedral through the open board window by

controlling a strong wind.

He first flew to the bell tower and landed on the top. He looked down at

the surrounding streets and down at Bayam.

During this process, Alger stepped on the edge of the roof and slowly

circled it.

Finally, he closed his eyes.

A hurricane suddenly stirred as it swept Alger towards the Church of the

Sea God.

In the ancient palace above the fog.

Klein silently sat on the high-back chair belonging to The Fool.

His figure would occasionally turn incorporeal, as though he was wearing

a mysterious and classical black robe. During such instances, he wore a

hood that made his face indiscernible. At other times, he would return

to normal. However, he was enveloped in a faint gray fog.

The frequency of this change gradually slowed down.

And every time Klein transformed into the black-robed, hooded figure,

slippery tentacles with strange patterns growing would extend out from

under his clothes.

These nearly transparent tentacles flailed about, striking everywhere as

if taking the palace for itself.

After a while, Klein's figure finally stabilized.

Out of habit, he raised his right hand and rubbed his temples as he

muttered to himself, *The awakening of the Celestial Worthy's will is

faster and more intense than I expected... If I hadn't devoured

Zaratul's Beyonder characteristic and used the remnant mental imprint to

balance it and stalled for time, I wouldn't have been able to adjust my

state and stop "Him" from awakening...*

However, this made Klein's mental state rather unstable.

And he didn't lose control because his Miracle Invoker potion had

already been completely digested, and the new Attendant of Mysteries

Beyonder characteristic he consumed was mostly digested shortly after

consumption. The identity of The World was a Blessed of the owner of

Sefirah Castle, making it directly equivalent to the Attendant of

Mysteries. Therefore, Klein had already acted the role of Attendant of

Mysteries for a very long time, and it had been quite successful.

As for the second Attendant of Mysteries Beyonder characteristic, he

still needed some time to digest it.