Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

"But the people of the Dream Sect are too difficult to deal with. Even if he doesn't show it, I can't tell who is really favored..." Triss encountered a dilemma before she even started.

Triss put the sapphire ring on her hand and stroked it gently.

After thinking hard to no avail, Triss could only postpone the matter for the time being. She needed to go out and stock up on daily necessities.

Triss entered the invisible state, floated out of the window, and landed on a piece of land that was not polluted by domestic sewage.

She is hiding in the most chaotic East District of Backlund, which is the safest place for her.

"Huh?" Before Tris took a few steps, she felt that the anti-divination arrangement on her body was triggered.

"There are enemies!" Triss subconsciously touched the sapphire ring in her hand.

This ring gave her powerful anti-divination abilities, which was the most important reason why she was able to escape the pursuit of the Witch Sect.

"Go and have a look!" Triss relied on the sapphire ring and her "Witch of Joy" witch ability to counter-track the power of divination.

Probably because the distance between the two was too close, Triss soon found the source of her divination power.

She imbued the sapphire ring with spirituality, completely hiding her form.

"Those two people are the Nighthawks of Tingen City!" Triss suddenly panicked.

Introducing the power of Nighthawks to deal with demigods in Tingen City was the most risky move she ever made, and the result was not good. She underestimated the power of demigods and was still captured by the Witch Cult.

If it weren't for that terrifying existence, she would probably have been sacrificed to the "original witch" by now.

"How did they find me?" Triss didn't dare to get too close.

Just when she was looking at a certain gentleman among them, Triss suddenly had a different emotion in her eyes.

That emotion was so unfamiliar, but it made Triss irresistible. It came out from the depths of her soul, like seeing a clear spring in the dead desert.

Triss's mind was good enough. She stared at the gentleman and made corresponding guesses, "The real dream cultist..."

Triss couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she looked at Klein.

"At that time, the witch demigod seemed to have a strange attitude towards him, and her weird ability..."

Information about Klein kept popping up in Triss's mind, and then she confirmed it.

Her body became stiff and she felt unimaginable fear. How could she have met a real dream cultist after interpreting the corresponding knowledge? !

Is this a coincidence? Or fate! ?

Coincidence and fate are not good words, especially for a person who was once controlled by 0-08.

Her body was frozen in place, unable to move forward or retreat.

Reason told her to step back, but her body and spirit were longing for the dreamy light.

Dream cultists possess the blessing of dreams, which can basically be equated to the light of dreams.

Information about dreams seems to be like poison. Once you understand it, you will develop a desire for it, and you can't help but want to get close to the dream believers and seize the power of dreams.

"Huh?" Klein put away the gold coins he was using for divination and looked around, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Leonard became alert when he saw Klein's movements.

"My spirituality seems to be touched..." Klein shook his head slightly and explained, "But it's very strange and has no precise direction."

Spiritual directionality, which is an ability possessed starting from Sequence 9 of the "Dream" pathway, continues to evolve with the improvement of the sequence and the increase of spirituality, which is already very outrageous.

"Perhaps someone is divination for you? Is it from the 'devil' side?" Klein trapped the demon dog and killed it, which later led to the demon party being shut down.

Those demons will inevitably learn of Klein's existence, and it goes without saying that they are malicious.

"It's possible." Klein nodded lightly. Without any more information, he could only guess like this.

Klein and the two stayed there for half a day and found no suspicious person, so they had no choice but to leave first.

Half an hour after Klein and the others left, Triss in the distance walked out of the corner without even releasing her invisibility.

"Dream cultists have extremely keen spirituality, and any bit of malice will be sensed, just like the devil's 'malicious perception'."

Triss observed for a long time and got some information.

"Should I..." Triss looked confused.

In fact, after asking this question, she had the answer.

Her body is much more honest than her mouth.

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Klein returned home and prepared for the afternoon party.

He walked four steps backward and came to the top of the gray fog, quietly thinking about today's investigation. He was very concerned about that weird spiritual feeling.

Klein thought to no avail, so he had no choice but to start manifesting Arrods on the gray mist according to the plan. Because he did not trust him enough, Klein did not dare to sacrifice a mirror with extremely high wisdom to the gray mist.

With that kind of outrageous wisdom and power that can be seen by angels, coming to the gray mist, it would not be surprising even if he directly seizes control of the gray mist.

Of course, part of the reason is that he wants to maintain the status of "The Fool". If Arrods sees "The Fool" eavesdropping and opening a trumpet, it will be troublesome...

"Things related to this mirror..."

Klein began to perform dream divination on this mirror. After seven times, he closed his eyes and fell into a dream.

The darkness that caught the eye, no, it should be chaos. A point of light appeared in the lightless darkness, rising upwards, appearing on the ground, merging with the surrounding materials, and finally becoming a mirror.

The scene changes and the mirror is picked up, enshrined for its mystery, and eventually falls into the hands of the Church of Steam.

In the last scene, a white hand reaches out and taps the mirror with its fingers.

"It came from the underground, was obtained by the Church of Steam, became a sealed object, and finally fell into the hands of Bishop Truman?" Klein explained.

"It's worthless news." Klein shook his head, waved away the mirror, and concentrated on himself. He wanted to divine the weird spiritual intuition he felt today.

"What happened to me today..." This kind of divination is more like reviewing the memory of the day with the strong blessing of gray mist.

Half a day's memory passed quickly. Klein concentrated on that moment, and then his pupils shrank, and he saw the invisible Triss!

The magical gray mist once again showed its powerful power, and the covered Triss was seen.

"Triss was with us at that time?!" Klein felt his spirit body tightening. It didn't feel good at all to have such a terrorist staring at him next to him!

Why?

Klein stared closely at the scene manifested in the gray mist, and his eyes fell on the sapphire ring.