It wasn't until the two flaming, dark red flames dangled from Fogen's dog and fell in front of Crane that he came to his senses, a wave of confusion and a burst of rejoicing:

"Why do they take the initiative to self-harm, and give me a pair of eyes, and there is thick, sticky blood flowing around them......

"If this is their trap, I have just stepped into it, and I was stunned for a few seconds, which is a fatal mistake in the battle of the 'Sorcer'......

"However, whoever encounters this kind of thing for the first time will inevitably have a similar reaction - the terrible enemy you are trying to deal with will kneel and beg for mercy at the sight of you, wagging your tail to please you, as if it were in a dream......

"This performance is very similar to that of Arodus, can the 'Great Being above the Spirit Realm' really show its peculiarity in the Spirit Realm?"

In a flash of thought, Crane glanced at the two Fugen dogs crawling in the void with their tails wagging, and stretched out his left hand to catch the two dark red flames and the viscous crimson mass of blood.

As soon as he came into contact with these things, Klein's ears suddenly sounded with familiar whispers and roars, sometimes sharp, sometimes low, sometimes manic, sometimes seductive, sometimes crazy, sometimes ethereal.

Immediately after, an illusory, gray mist appeared in front of his eyes.

The mist permeated the surroundings, with no edge in sight, and a majestic palace like the abode of the gods could be seen faintly above.

This was a scene that Crane was all too familiar with, as every time he entered the mysterious space above the gray mist, he would penetrate a similar place.

At first, after taking four steps backwards, it was difficult for him to notice the situation around him, but as he adapted and improved his sequence, he was able to seize the opportunity to make some observations with relative ease.

At this moment, Klein did not recite the names of "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable", nor did he take four counterclockwise steps.

This made Crane extremely vigilant, and then he saw that in the boundless gray mist, several figures appeared vaguely, sometimes overlapping and sometimes separating from the gray mist, all of them were Fugen's dogs with dark red flames burning in their eyes and covered with pitch-black shorthair.

The two Fugen dogs, who had lost an eye earlier, returned to their companions and melted into the darker patches of gray mist.

All visions vanished, and Crane found that there were no more Fugen dogs "around", only his two secret puppets and strange spirit creatures roaming in the distance.

...... Crane lowered his head, looked at the "eyeballs" and blood in his hands, and confirmed that what he had just experienced was not a hallucination by feeling their presence.

The Dog of Fugen is also known as the Warden of the Source Castle...... They live in the pores of history in the spirit world...... I've just seen them active in the gray mist, blending in with the darker patches...... Combined with what he saw and heard, Klein gradually made a bold judgment:

"Maybe the Source Fort is referring to the mysterious space above the gray mist, and the strange light gate......

"And the gray mist is a symbol of all the history in the spirit world, and there are pores in it......

"Every time I enter the mysterious space through the gray mist, I will leave a certain trace there, so that the dog of Fugen is no longer a stranger, and regard me as the owner of the source castle, so, as soon as they see me, they immediately offer the items I need, wagging their tails and begging for mercy?

"I planned for a day, asked about the situation, invited helpers, and it turned out to be the idea of beating my own guards?"

Thinking of this, Klein inexplicably felt a sense of absurdity, just like the "fool" above the gray fog stretched out his black hand and tried to pick up some "wool", but it ended up on himself.

"Whew...... Fort ...... Source Although this development makes me more and more frightened, but no matter what, after all, I have a certain understanding of the master of the gray fog and the mysterious space, and the unknown is the most terrifying ......" After standing silently in the depths of the spirit world for a moment, Klein slowly exhaled and summoned the two secret couples back.

He planned to wait for the "Sorcerer" potion to be completely digested, and then try to seek knowledge related to the Source Fort from the "Magic Mirror" Arodus and other places, and when the time comes, if something really happens, he can fight it through promotion.

............

East End, inside a two-bedroom rental home.

With deep circles under his eyes, Foirth came back from outside and picked up today's newspaper and letter.

"How's it going?" Hugh asked, looking up just as he was home for lunch.

Furth reached out to cover his mouth, yawned and said:

"It's not bad, the editor I know is very satisfied with the subject matter and the way I write my new book, and decided to arrange a serialization as soon as possible.

"You don't know, the horror lore of Beckland Hospital has been very popular lately, and there are already best-selling authors who have taken inspiration from it and started serializing similar stories, and I am not even the first to do so!"

“...... That's a good thing. He thought for a second and nodded earnestly.

This means that Forthth, who also writes the horror lore of Beckland's Hospital, will not be so remarkable, and her new pseudonym will not be put to the test.

"I know. Furth dropped the newspaper, pulled out a few letters inside, and flipped through them quickly.

Soon after, she found a reply from her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham.

Furth's expression suddenly became a lot more serious, and he quickly opened the envelope, unfolded the stationery, and began to browse:

“...... Benjamin Abraham was a native of Intis who lived during the Russell period...... Apart from occult knowledge and a small legacy, he left nothing of value...... Later, it was destroyed by the Aurora Society, and I couldn't provide any information......"

Mr. Gelman Sparrow is going to be disappointed...... Furth pursed his lips and played a trick, burning the letter in his hand to ashes.

She then began to write back letters, asking if the teacher knew the secret relics of the "Blood Emperor" Arista Tudor.

............

Benjamin Abraham is broken...... It's all the fault of the madmen of the Aurora Society...... Crane came to the gray mist and listened to Miss "The Magician" pray.

At the same time, he learned of the news that the horror legend of Beckland Hospital had begun to be serialized.

Back in the real world, Klein was about to go out to dinner when he suddenly saw Miss Courier walking out of the void with four heads, one of which was biting a letter.

"Who sent it?" asked Crane, slightly confused.

Renette Tinicol replied in turn with the remaining three heads:

"Tempted ......", "......", "Stupid ......"

Who's this...... Crane became more and more dazed, took the letter, and unfolded it:

"The real culprit behind those things is George III, his purpose is to become the 'Black Emperor', are you interested in sabotaging this matter?"

"Triss. ”

Trissy, did this witch dare to write to me without fear of being caught red-handed by Miss Courier? By the way, Miss Courier just said that the sender was a "seduced fool...... Triss seduces a man to help summon the messenger, while she hides far away, waiting for the other to be contacted through the mirror...... Well, she's really obsessed with tracking down this matter, isn't she worried about being killed by me or George III? That man should be extraordinary, and it is still very difficult for ordinary people to perform the ritual of summoning the messenger, after all, they mainly rely on their own spirits and spirituality...... Klein was surprised for a moment, but then realized.

Immediately afterward, he began to wonder why Triss could have guessed that George III wanted to become the "Black Emperor".

If you don't have enough occult knowledge, don't master the godhood ceremony of the "Black Emperor", and don't understand the corresponding history, even if you are a demigod, it's hard to guess, and it's not as easy as the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" said!

Could it be that Triss has other helpers, or that she has gained more power from the "Primordial Witch", including all kinds of knowledge and secrets?Crane frowned slightly, and felt more and more that there was a problem over there.

If he had the chance, he would definitely get rid of the witch Tris.

After thinking for more than ten seconds, he took out a paper and pen from his clothing pocket, and wrote a reply letter:

"There was some interest, but I didn't know what you wanted to do. ”

............

In the area of Beckland Bridge, a man in his thirties was horrified to see the headless, no, four-headed banshee that appeared in front of him not long ago, and threw down a letter.

"Are messengers so scary in the occult world?" waited nearly five minutes for Renette Tinicol to leave before the man took a breath, picked up the letter, and opened it for a look.

In the process, his eyes gradually became hot, because he could meet that dreamy beauty again.

As instructed, he waited until late afternoon to find a lump of pasty blackness, separated it a little, and applied it evenly to a mirror.

After a few seconds, the mirror darkened, as if connected to another world.

In the blink of an eye, a room was revealed in the mirror, which was completely different from the current environment, and there was a gentle and beautiful girl in a dark black dress, who was none other than the witch Triss.

The man who completed the ritual suddenly showed a bit of obsession, and his voice unconsciously relaxed:

"I wrote back that there was some interest. ”

The shallow swirls on either side of Triss's cheeks bloomed little by little, making the mirror seem a little brighter inside and out.

She said with her eyebrows furrowed:

"I'll send you a letter, and you will pass it on to German Sparrow, and you must not read the contents. ”

After receiving the man's promise without hesitation, Triss stretched out her right hand and brushed it on the mirror, making the faint light disappear.

She immediately found a pen and paper, pondered for a few seconds, and quickly wrote:

"The secret tomb for George III's ritual should come from the 'Blood Emperor' Arista Tuddor, and there is a being who knows this very well and may be able to help us infiltrate and wreak havoc during the ceremony.

"I have a way of contacting that being, but I have to wait until the next full moon, and all you need to do is give me some blood, hair, pieces of flesh, or bones from the Abrahams.

"Triss. ”

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