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On the boundless gray mist, Klein first responded to the prayer of the "Hangered Man" and brought the "Word of the Sea" cane to his side.

Then, Klein discovered that the cane had to sing a song every six hours, and gave the holder some hobby of being a little bit difficult. After using normal means to have a friendly exchange with the magical item on the gray fog, he made three rules with "Sea Words" and successfully stipulated the time and number of times the magical item sang every day.

He brought this cane to reality and handed it over to the secret doll, using the good luck of the "winner" to neutralize the bad hobbies of "Sea Word". He still held the hardwood gold-inlaid cane in his hand that was valuable and had no other use.

Then, he began to prepare for the ceremony and summoned the "Red Light".

Light three candles, place the prepared essential oils and various spiritual objects, and leave a paper man to infer the "Red Light" spirits. Klein has already made perfect progress and quickly completed the front part of the ceremony.

He took a step back, opened his mouth, and recited in Guchmis:

"I!"

"I beg in my name:"

"I pray to communicate with the 'never spiritual light, the incarnation of endless knowledge, the red of authority and will'..."

From the perspective of mysticism, the seven lights of the spiritual world do not belong to or serve any god. Therefore, the honorable name of any god cannot appear, otherwise the ritual will fail.

As words that could communicate with the spirit of nature were spit out, Klein saw the three candlelights expanding at the same time, connecting them with a slight snap sound, as if opening a light door.

The altar suddenly became silent and dark, and pairs of inexplicable eyes looked over from different places.

The cold wind blew violently, and except for the three candles, all the items on the altar floated into the air. Among them, the paper man stood up shakingly, with a rich, bright and bloody red surface dyed on the ground.

"Hello." Klein recalled the seven lights of the spiritual world mentioned in some mystic books, while speaking according to the correct interaction mode summarized.

He acted like he was facing a teacher.

The bright red paper man's head moved lightly and made an illusory but majestic voice: "Hello."

It's quite polite... Klein's thoughts flashed through his mind and said sincerely and respectfully:

"His Excellency Al Moria, I have something I want to ask you."

"You can call me Al Moria directly, please speak." The paper man floating in the air seemed to be more polite to Klein.

Klein did not change his attitude because of this: "I want to know the information about Calderon City."

The bright red and almost transparent paper man pondered for two seconds and said, "Can I know your purpose?"

Klein said frankly:

"Hunting the Spirit World Raiders."

The paper man's head moved slightly and said, "It is indeed only easy to find in Calderon City. In other places, the spiritual plunderers entered the sea like a drop of water, which is very difficult to distinguish. Even I can only find it occasionally and cannot be locked for a long time. Under normal circumstances, they are partly active in the core area of ​​Calderon City, spreading a small amount on the outer layer. In the past, as long as you didn't try to go deeper, there was actually not much danger."

"Past?" Klein asked.

"Yes. With the return of the God of Death in Bailang, Calderon changed from the ruins to the city-state of spiritual creatures and necrotic creatures, and spiritual creatures instinctively approached there, worshiping their "Hearing Emperor". The spiritual creatures were affected and developed class nature, and began to arrange from the outside to the inside based on their own strength. If you want to hunt spiritual raiders, you only need to get a little closer to the core area."

"It seems that there is less risk without entering the core area, but you have to pass through a large number of low- and intermediate spiritual creatures." The paper man talked freely, "It's a pity that some special things there prevented our seven lights from entering, otherwise we can provide some substantial help."

"So that's... because that was the kingdom of gods that the ancient god Gray Carrie used to be?" Klein was sure in his heart and started asking a confirmation question.

Minghong Paper Humane:

"Yes, the ancient god of death hopes to be resurrected with the help of this 'City of the Dead', but He has completely failed and his authority was occupied by the god of death, Bailang. Now, since the latter has taken over there again, the arrangement left by the ancient god of death should no longer exist. Bailang's "Hearing Emperor" does not often appear in the spiritual world, and it is very powerful every time he comes."

So... Klein nodded slightly, and asked multiple questions from different aspects, all of which were answered relatively satisfactorily.

After politely ending the summoning ceremony and saying goodbye to the "Red Light", Klein first took his secret puppet to temporarily leave Berens, opened the door and found a safe and undisturbed place. Then he returned to the Source Fort again and began to think about the relevant matters of exploring Calderon City.

In the blasphemy cards "Black Emperor" and "Tyrant", Klein pondered for a long time and finally chose the latter.

"After having the 'Sea God's Scepter', my power is infinitely close to a sequence 4. The strange negative effect of 'Sea God's Scepter' "makes the contact's spirit and flesh collapse quickly. As long as it is used properly and combined with the 'Lightning Storm', a clean area can be quickly cleared in Calderon City. There is no need to worry about extraordinary aggregation. If there is really a high sequence of storm pathways attracted, it can be used just in time."

As thoughts fluctuated, Klein stretched out his hand and let the "Tyrant" card placed on the long bronze table fly up, fall into his palm, and merge into his soul body.

Suddenly, the extremely majestic and extremely terrifying aura spread out from the position of the "fool" and a deep triple crown was added to Klein's head, and his clothes turned into religious robes.

The whimpering wind sounded, and the Pope's robe suddenly unfolded. Klein raised his right hand and the scepter of bone flying from his own hung in the air.

The "Sea God's Scepter" was lifted by the hovering wind and did not touch Klein. At the beginning, he could not even get close to him. But now even in the Source Castle, there is still a layer of "tyrant", Klein dared not personally experience how long he can last under that strange effect.

Having said that, Klein always felt familiar with this strange negative effect, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it.

At the top of the scepter, gems suddenly emitted a dazzling light of blue or silver, surrounding the sitting "tyrant" like lightning.

The "Word of the Sea" cane crawled to the ground with a slight sound, and next to Klein, who was dressed in a Pope.

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"First of all, we need to clarify one premise, that is, until the 'Pale Disaster' of the Fourth Age, the church actually did not have the concept of 'The dead must first requiem and then be buried'. The standard for going to the Kingdom of God is piety and not committing suicide. The restrictions of economic conditions and social systems have led to many people being buried in a hurry after death. Then, the 'Pale Disaster' allowed the dead who were not requiem to go out of the grave, allowing the wandering spirit to obey the orders of the Emperor of the Underworld, which brought great disaster to the Northern Continent."

"Um."

"So, this incident alerted the gods and naturally implemented the steps of 'requiem-cremation-burial'."

Edward put down the small blackboard in his hand, and faced the real creator's eyes, and asked curiously:

“Can I understand ‘requiem’ as a ritual of sacrifice?”

"I think the essence of the requiem ritual is a two-way special ritual magic. Through the requiem ritual, the church 's sacrificed' the soul of the dead to the kingdom of God, and borrowed power from the gods to pollute the body of the dead, so that the dead will no longer be affected by other extraordinary forces."

"If I explain this, I can understand why the church prohibits suicide, because in a sense, the suicide person has given his life and soul to other things, and has completed the sacrifice at the time, so naturally there will be no spirit to be offered to the Kingdom of God through the requiem ceremony."

"Similarly, corpses and spirits that have not been polluted or 'baptized' are still without any protection. They will also be influenced by the power of the necromancer and crawl out of the grave." Edward clamped a pencil behind his ear and thought for a moment, saying, "Oh, they are promoting cremation now, but this can be freely chosen according to the wishes of the family and the deceased."

"So far, your guess has logic."

The real Creator did not comment. He had not finished reading the latest report from the Aurora sacrifice. He only saw Medic saying that he did not need Him now, and he ran to the corner to find trouble for the Witch Cult.

Although the original witch is also difficult, the real Creator is not worried about Medic than the lively external god in front of him.

“Didn’t there no spirit you chose in your own kingdom of God?”

"Yes. But like you said, I will only take away the soul that I have chosen and passed my test."

Edward said: "They were chosen by me and were welcomed by me personally. I don't need other people, nor do they need so many useless souls, even if their souls are indeed a very good resource. Your kingdom of heaven - I just say it is called the kingdom of heaven. God has been saying that the souls of believers have entered the kingdom of heaven from ancient times to the present. Your five paths can also check and balance each other, and will not bias, and create a world that may indeed allow the spirit to live. So is that actually the case?"

"yes."

"So that's it. Can you tell me the principle?"

"Faith and prayer are means to establish a connection between man and God. Prayer that can be received by God is itself a kind of ritual magic, the simplest ritual magic." The real Creator replied, "Prayer is the easiest way to establish a connection, and piety is used to stabilize the connection. But the piety of mortals has its limits after all, and their voices are difficult to truly convey to my ears. A thousand mortals' anchors are not as good as a saint, let alone angels."

"Thus, such a requiem ritual is needed to ensure that the soul can go to the Kingdom of God through occult connections."

Edward covered his mouth with his hands and frowned and thought for a while.

"So, I think that 'integration with God' is the most accurate description of this situation than 'ascending into the kingdom of God'?"

"Tell me what you think."

"To be honest, it is also hard for me to imagine what the kingdom of God of the Eternal Sun and the Lord of the Storm would look like, although occasionally they would hear their believers describe the former as a temple with flowers, and the latter as a vast sea of ​​thunder and waves forever. But their paths themselves seem to…"

Edward thought for a second:

“Not so friendly to the necromancer.”

"It's like the land abandoned by God is your kingdom of God, and your authority is depraved, so we can see clearly what the people living above look like. Obviously, their disaster is not entirely caused by the residual power after you fight, and the main responsibility is on you."

The real creator: "Yeah."

"Then you want me to imagine a group of dead souls who can live normally in a place shining by the authority of the sun. The closest time I was to watch the funeral with a telescope a hundred and fifty kilometers outside the Cathedral of Light in Intis."

Edward smiled: "So, after the sacrifice, the spirit is restored to basic spirituality, and has contributed to the kingdom of gods, right?"

Before the real Creator spoke, Edward concluded for himself: "This is the current speculation. If conditions permit, I will try to visit the kingdom of other gods."

He stood up, walked around the sofa and coffee table, bypassed the manuscripts and chessboards piled up on the ground, walked to the wall, and tore a page of the calendar.

"It's already the night of the 28th, and no one has notified me to go to the southeast coast? When did your divine side become so tactful?"

"It's only 30 days in June. Now, it's not enough time to take a boat to the southeast coast. What are you going to gather..."

He suddenly stopped talking.

The real Creator noticed something, frowned, looked at the demon who suddenly stood still, and asked, "What happened?"

A simple-painted eye swams from the shadows to Edward. Seeing that the other party ignored it, he naturally blends into the other party's shadow.

“…”

Edward's expression became very exciting. He first opened his eyes wide, then frowned, and finally scratched his head in confusion.

"...I know why you are sure that I will go." Edward seemed to understand something and smiled. "He hung a 'blame card' on the bait. Maybe there was something else, but now I have heard a lot of messy prayers. Some of the demons reported to me about the traces of the card, some who provided me with intelligence, and some who were even praying that I could give strength to help them find the card. It seems that many people were attracted to the past."

The real creator asked, "Then why do you want to go?"

“Because this thing is very important to me.”

Edward said jokingly: "Maybe Rosel deliberately disgusted me. The spell of this card is my name, so there is a very strong occult connection with me. You see, now I am going to be led. - I cannot let something that may have an aggregate effect on me at any time be left in someone else's hands."

"It's just a card, it won't be a big deal." Edward picked up the blazer on the backrest of the sofa, walked into the spiritual world calmly, waved goodbye to the real Creator, "Then I'll leave."

Haha. Thinking back to the way the other party swears to tell him that all the people on the southeast coast are dead, the real Creator could not believe His words at all. Following the other party's eyes, the real Creator decided to watch what is about to happen on the southeast coast at any time, to decide whether to stop it in time or to keep the believers away and then stop it.

TBC

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