After half an hour of undisturbed silence, Klein opened his eyes and slowly got up.

He took his cane, put on his hat, left the church, and returned to Minsk Street in a taxi in the dark.

At this time, the vigilance and investigation of the surrounding area have inevitably been relaxed, and it has become a shadow under the light of the gaslight.

Shortly after midnight, Klein took out his key, opened the door to his room, and entered the empty rooms to find the Book of Secrets.

It didn't take much effort for him to see the old book bound in thick parchment in the closet of the room on the first floor.

The hard-shell cover of the book is a deep black color, and on it are written two lines of Hermetic in crimson tones:

"Book of Secrets".

"Karaman".

Call...... Crane let out a sigh and didn't rush to flip through it, but in this room, he quickly created a spiritual wall, held a ritual to summon himself and respond to himself, and then threw the Azk Bronze Whistle, the Master Key, the Eye of All Black, the Extraordinary Bullet, the Biotoxin Bottle, the Extraordinary Properties of the Werewolf, the Book of Secrets and other items along with the container, and prepared to wait for the movement caused by it to subside, and then decide which ones to take out and take with him.

After doing all this, he didn't even study the extraordinary properties of the werewolf and the specific situation of the biotoxin bottle, and after a brief wash, he lay down on the bed.

This is because it is too much time to study objects and flip through books, and it is easy to cause trouble to the body in the real world on this not very peaceful night, and the second is that Klein is deeply aware of one of his current shortcomings, that is, the speed of his own spiritual growth cannot meet the increasing number of extraordinary abilities and magical items.

It had only been such a fierce battle that he was now spiritually exhausted, his head aching, and he was drowsy.

Well, the one that caused the most burden on the spirituality was the "Paper Man Stand-in Method", followed by the "Sun Holy Water" made through a brooch, but it was not used tonight, and again "Summoning the Holy Light" and "Flame Jumping...... Klein yawned, meditating out of the state of being too tired to fall asleep.

In less than ten seconds, he entered the dream realm, and various fragmented scenes alternated.

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

In the open space surrounded by the abandoned warehouse, the "Heart of Machinery" came and went, and the personnel in charge of the incident had changed from the team leader to a deacon-level powerhouse.

Iconser Bernard's brown hair was always messy and stubbornly stretched outward, and even if he wore a hat, he couldn't hide it.

So much so that many members of the "Mechanical Heart" secretly joked that the deacon was probably using a bomb to cut his hair.

At this moment, Ikanse, whose face was hard and clear, was holding a silver mirror with an ancient pattern.

The mirrors are flanked by an eye-like ornament, and they are based on black gemstones, which look dark and charming.

Iconser looked around and said:

"Although the rats in the sewers are experts in interfering with divination and channeling, and have effectively dealt with the scene, this is a mysterious and transcendent world, and no way can guarantee 100% success. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the silver mirror in his hand and stroked the surface three times with his right palm.

After a pause of two seconds, Iconse took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Dear Arrodus, my question is, who are the participants in what happened in this place just now?"

The darkness around him suddenly became thick, and the surface of the silver mirror swayed with watery light.

Soon, a picture appeared in the silver mirror:

In the light of the fire, there was a figure floating in the air, wearing a long black double-breasted gown and a half-height silk top hat, his body twisted, his face blurred to the point of hard to see, and also painted in oil.

At his feet, tongues of fire rose up and engulfed him.

As the water flashed, the picture changed, and a middle-aged man in a dark red cloak appeared, his arms burning with bright flames, but his head hidden in the darkness.

Scenes alternated, and Ikanse and the others saw a woman in a black court dress with a messy light blonde hair, but her face was completely transparent, as if it did not exist.

Next to this lady are two men with black hair, the backs of those who are being pulled by strange arms.

Finally, the change is over, and the picture is frozen in the picture of a bunch of flames roaring into the sky, "fireworks" blooming brilliantly, and the light shining on one side.

In such a dreamy scene, the man in the black double-breasted long dress just now reappeared.

His body twisted and stretched horizontally, facing forward, holding his chest with the hand holding the top hat, bowing slightly, and bowing.

His face is not only extremely blurred as if it was disturbed, but also vaguely shows the color of oil paint.

Iconse was about to ask the team what they thought, when a few lines of Old Forsak words suddenly appeared on the silver mirror:

"According to the principle of reciprocity, it was my turn to ask questions. ”

"If you answer incorrectly, or if you lie, you will be punished. ”

The word "punishment" is as red as blood, as if it is still dripping liquid!

The expression on Iconse's face contorted for a moment, and then became extremely solemn.

Immediately after, the water flashed above the silver mirror, and a new line of words appeared:

"What is your sexual orientation?"

Iconse froze for a moment, only to feel that all the eyes of the surrounding team members were cast.

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

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was just dawning.

A sleeping Crane woke up to the punctual sound of church bells.

As was customary, he would roll over and go back to sleep, not waking up until it was nearly eight o'clock, but this time, he sat up and looked around.

"Well, I didn't get a gas meter at the door......" He breathed a sigh of relief, didn't bother to wash, and walked four steps backwards from the bed, into the gray fog.

He's going to study last night's harvest!

Sitting in the place of the fool, Crane started with the simple.

He picked up the black-green fang, observed it for a few seconds, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the divination statement:

"It works. ”

This doesn't mean that divination can be used as a substitute for experimentation, Klein just because he has physical objects and knows a lot of information about "prisoners", "madmen" and "werewolves" from Sharon and Mariech, and thinks that the precedent is enough, so he tries to see what he can learn.

After meditating, he quickly entered the dream realm and witnessed the scenes:

Tyre the "Werewolf" had a hideous wound in his abdomen, and his intestines flowed out and dragged to the ground, but he just washed it with water, stuffed it back in, and pinched both sides of the slit with his hands, and in the end, the wound healed......

Under the perfect red moon, he raised his head to the sky and roared, his body grew inches of black hair, and his mouth was full of fangs......

He waved his claws and squeaked at the not-so-thin steel plate......

He galloped wildly across the wilderness, throwing the group of gray wolves chasing him at full speed farther and farther away......

He made the blank-eyed but cold waiter rush towards the enemy without fear of death......

He also used a variety of artifacts to kill people, including bombs, and became more powerful in a state of anger and loss of reason......

......

Opening his eyes, Klein roughly understood the characteristics of "werewolves" and grasped the hidden dangers of this extraordinary trait:

That is, the "werewolf" Tyre was under the full moon at the time, his desires were unusually indulgent, and he left a relatively strong spiritual imprint after his death, and the extraordinary person who used this extraordinary characteristic to concoct potions to promote must resist this influence in the early stage, otherwise there will be signs of loss of control.

However, this negative effect has not yet reached the level of seals, and the extraordinary properties left by the "werewolf" can still be used directly as the main material for potions.

"It's okay...... It's a pity that the extraordinary properties of the 'living corpse' Jason were swallowed by that strange door...... I don't know where that door leads, is there a way to pick it up......" Crane put down the black-green fangs with a sigh of regret and distress, and picked up the brown translucent biotoxin bottle.

He followed the method just now, and began to do dream divination, but this time, he did not have the confidence to obtain detailed revelation, so he modified the divination statement to:

"Its positive and negative effects. ”

In the gray and dark dream world, Klein once again saw a tragic scene:

Someone fell to the ground, scratching at himself, scratching at the skin and flesh, and snatching out the bones......

Someone covered his head, his eyes lost focus, and his breath became weaker and weaker......

Someone kept vomiting, vomited to the end, and died of convulsions......

Someone suddenly burst out laughing and couldn't breathe......

Someone was in the midst of a fierce battle with his opponent, and suddenly they both stopped and looked at each other, and then, they hugged each other and kissed each other......

At the end of the scene, a translucent brown vial is placed in a cup of water, and the transparent liquid inside gradually turns amber and is drunk...... The person holding the biotoxin bottle was first weak, then coughed, and then touched his forehead, only to feel that his hand was hot, and his condition was getting worse and worse......

The dream soon ended, and Klein tapped his fingers on the edge of the long table, deciphering the revelations with some headache:

"Combined with Steve's words, the meaning of the previous revelations is that after the lid of the biotoxin bottle is opened, it will continue to diffuse poison outside, as for what kind of poison the opponent will be in, it is purely random, and even the holder can't control it......?

"The effective range of toxicity cannot be deciphered from the revelation...... Well, soaking it in water and drinking the amber liquid in advance can prevent poisoning? But how many minutes does it take? Even if the person holding the biotoxin bottle does not open the lid, the body will gradually deteriorate, slowly become sick, and slowly become serious? Well, what is the specific time cut-off line......

Crane rubbed his forehead, intending to do experiments on the gray mist to make sure, but he didn't know if the "biotoxin vial" would work here.

For example, in his current spirit state, he is not afraid of poisoning at all.

Let's do it for now, and then go back and study it carefully...... Crane looked at the parchment-bound Book of Secrets in front of him and flipped to the first page.

It was a title page with a simple pattern, nothing at all......

Flipping again, Klein finally saw the beginning of the Book of Secrets:

"We worship the moon, not the goddess of the night. ”