The cold potion slid down his throat, causing Crane a little paralysis, a paralysis deep into his soul.

His dancing steps had stopped, his spirit was inexplicably high, and his whole person seemed to be high in the sky at once, looking down on the ruined Resurrection Square and the city of Kukwa that was panicked by lightning strikes again and again.

At this moment, his emotions were inexplicably agitated, and he felt that every pedestrian coming and going below had an invisible thread connected to his hand, and he was following his command, happy or angry, sad or happy, performing various behaviors.

Similar feelings, which Klein often had during this time, understood that this was the perspective of the "director", who regarded all the participants in the matter as puppets, as actors, trying to manipulate or guide them to stage a grand drama.

Seizing that touch of familiarity, Klein quickly adjusted his mentality, completely withdrew his emotions, and watched everything with an indifferent sidestander attitude, not affected by the emotions in the play.

As a "director", you should follow the script, refer to reality, make rational analysis, and make trade-offs, so that the accumulation of emotions, the advancement of events and the call of clues are under your control.

The mentality was certain, and Klein's spirit immediately precipitated, and he immediately felt the power of the potion spreading out in his body, like a sharp silk thread falling into a net.

Suddenly, Klein only felt that his spiritual body and flesh and blood had been divided into countless small parts, and he could no longer bear it, and let out a miserable scream from the depths of his soul:

"No!"

His thoughts were immediately inseparable, becoming fragments, combined with different flesh and blood, and having his own consciousness:

There is the painful Crane, this is the arrogant Crane, there is the cold Crane, there is the gentle Crane, there is the self-entertaining Crane, there is Zhou Mingrui, there is Sherlock Moriarty, there is Gelman Sparrow, and Dawn Dantès!

His whole spirit seemed to have been put into the blender by someone.

Not far away, Leonard, who had a tear on his cheek and unconsciously slipped down, first saw Dunn, the captain of the team who was hugging Dalie Simone, changed back to the appearance of Klein Moretti, and immediately noticed that on the other party's face, neck, back of hands and other places, one by one pale flesh buds stood out, as if they had their own vitality, constantly growing outward, turning into transparent worms, and under the clothes, there were also traces of wriggling ups and downs.

This made Leonard feel like the other party would disintegrate into a mass of transparent worms in the next second, and each ran to a different place!

He was about to do something, when suddenly his head was dizzy, and instinctively closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

The transparent worms that grew out of Klein's body shone one after another in the sunlight with mysterious symbols layered one after another, which penetrated the higher levels, connected the laws of the bottom, and intuitively expressed abstract concepts such as weirdness, madness, change, power, and knowledge.

In the cold wind, illusory black lines appeared around Klein, and they were mixed together to form strange "tentacles".

In the tentacles, the spirit body, the astral spirit body, the mental body, and the etheric body all turned into fragments, and the various thoughts of Klein, who were respectively integrated into different worms, were noisy, chaotic, and contradictory, and gently fluttered, and seemed to be flying to infinity high, where countless phantoms were clustering around the twisted and huge building, or blowing, or speaking, or roaring, or whispering.

In Crane's messy myriad senses, everything around him was layered, as if it had become a spiritual realm, but there were living people coming and going, and stars shining.

At this time, in one fragment of his thinking after another, the same memory, a vivid memory, appeared.

It was a scene of Adam, the king of angels, praying with his eyes closed, and a shocking scene;

It was a scene of the "death knell" revolver against Ince Zangwill, shooting him in the head;

It was a scene with a "clown" smile and a deep voice saying "This shot is the captain's";

It was the end of the play watched by the "audience" Adam with clear and simple eyes;

It was the scene of Dunn Smith taking the form of Dalie Simone and inviting Dalie Simone to do the closing dance.

They are so distinct, especially the gaze of the "audience", which is more like substantive feedback and attractiveness, so that Klein gradually regains his self-awareness.

I......

Who am I?

This question was answered by Klein during the "Faceling" stage, and without further thought, he quickly figured out his identity:

A man from Earth, reshaped by Klein's memory fragments;

A person who has been profoundly influenced by the experience of the "Night Watchman";

A person who is wise enough to protect himself, afraid of danger, but can give everything for perseverance;

A guardian, a wretched worm.

The strange senses that do not originate from the spiritual body and the mental body are extracted from the fragments of the division, and Klein's new thoughts are condensed, indifferent, calm, bystander, looking down, and the thoughts that can see the real world from more angles and more aspects.

He understood that this might be the divinity, and he did not resist, so he connected the original spirit fragments one by one with black silk threads, and slowly changed back into a whole.

It was only then that he understood the role of the promotion ceremony.

This is an imprint, and it is also an anchor point, and compared to other ways, the "sophist" who has a split spirit needs an anchor much earlier!

However, this does not need to be supported by faith, on the contrary, faith is too large, too confusing, too much personal emotion, and it is easy to erase the humanity of the promoter whose essence is only Sequence 5 for the time being, leaving only the divinity in the divided state of this ritual.

A gorgeous and profound drama, with the gaze of many audiences, is enough to become an anchor!

Although the audience was small this time, as the top existence of the "audience" channel, Adam could reach thousands of ordinary audiences, and he could even imagine a theater audience to create effects.

The whole finally took shape, and all kinds of knowledge poured out from the depths of the demigod's half-human spirit body, sweeping through Crane's mind, causing him an indescribable impact, and his head seemed to be about to explode.

However, having already begun to develop a divine nature and having experienced many times, he passed this stage with relative ease with a posture of looking down on the sidelines.

The transparent worms on his face, hands, neck, and under his clothing retracted into his body, and he was transformed back into the black-haired, brown-eyed Crane Moretti.

Glancing at Daly Simone, who was getting cold in his arms, Crane picked up the lady, walked up to Leonard Mitchell, bent down solemnly, and lowered her to the ground.

At this time, Dai Li no longer had the black scales and white fluff, and returned to her original appearance, her eyes were gently closed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, as if she was having the deepest and sweetest dream.

Crane stood up straight, looked at Leonard, who had reopened his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"She has returned to the realm of the goddess, just like the captain. ”

He had just reversed Dai Li's mutation with the "secret couple" abort, making her die like a person, and then released the control.

"Hmm. Leonard tried to force a smile, but he unconsciously shed tears.

Klein nodded slightly:

It may not be too bad for her, and she returns to the bosom of the gods of faith as a human being, and there are still captains there. ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously and sincerely raised his right hand and tapped it clockwise four times on his chest.

Leonard instinctively followed the drawing of the Crimson Moon, and was immediately stunned, his expression becoming rather strange.

Klein looked around and said:

"When you return to East Byron with Lady Daly, you say that she died in the attack of Ince Zangwill, and that you have contributed significantly to the death of Ince Zangwill.

"Rest assured, no one will track you down, and of course, you can take this opportunity to leave the 'Red Glove'. ”

"I, I'm used to being in church. Leonard was silent.

Klein then took off his silk top hat and gave a farewell salute.

With his hat in hand, he turned to Ince Zangwill's body and removed a card from it, depicting a chariot and a crimson priest.

The crimson priest's face was that of Russell Gustav.

Leonard's lips twitched, and he suddenly spoke:

"You, aren't you going back to church?"

Without turning, Crane put on his silk top hat and headed for the other exit in the plaza.

After a few steps, he paused, turned his back to Leonard and replied:

"Can't go back......"

Can't go back...... Leonard watched in amazement as the familiar figure faded away and faded away.

After a while, several extraordinary beings flew into the Resurrection Square, one of them, dressed in the robes of the ordinary clergy of the Church of the Night, with beautiful black hair and a delicate face.

No one could tell how old she was, because no one cared about it, only her dark eyes that hid countless stars.

The lady floated in mid-air, looking silently out into the square, only to see Ince Zangwill's wreckage barely recognizable, with a broken head covered with a common tarot card.

That's the star card.

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

Above the gray mist, Crane placed the "Red Priest" card on his left hand side, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

He has a preliminary understanding and mastery of the abilities of the "Sorcerer":

On the one hand, he can turn into an animal with a small difference in size, which can be ignored when in a spirit state, and he can transfer his own or other people's wounds and diseases to the stand-in paper man, and gain a distance of nearly a thousand meters of "flame jump", and the power of air bullets has also increased to the level of cannonballs;

On the other hand, he can complete the initial control of the "Spirit Line" in three seconds, and completely transform the target into a puppet within fifteen seconds, with a control range of 150 meters.

Based on this and the worm separated from its own mythical biological form, as well as the camouflage on the "Spirit Line", Klein can be used as a stand-in at a higher level, that is, as long as any of the secret puppets are still alive, the "Sorcerer" will not die!

It will be difficult for the enemy to know whether it is the "Sorcerer" or his secret puppet who has been killed, and it is impossible to judge whether it is true or false.

After determining his state and resting for a while, Crane immediately walked to the depths of the mysterious space above the gray mist, to the stairway of light that led to the heavenly kingdom of light.

As he expected, there was another step, a step where the light condensed.

This time, Crane was sure that he could climb the condensed gray cloud with the help of the giant's six-story staircase.

One step, two steps, three steps...... He reached the end, leaped forward, and stepped on the clouds formed by the gray mist.

What caught his eye was a brilliant door of light stained with a hint of blue and black, which was composed of countless layers of balls of light, each of which was a bunch of twisted worms, some transparent and some translucent.

This is what Klein sees through Enzo the "winner", but the real thing is very blurry, and there seems to be something blocking his vision.

In addition, above the light gate, thin black lines hang down, and they hang one after another almost completely transparent "cocoons".

Those "cocoons" swayed gently, each wrapped in different souls, some with black skin, some yellow, some white, some wearing jeans, some holding mobile phones, some with bright clothes, some with beautiful facial features, all with the breath of life, but with their eyes closed.

Crane's gaze froze, as if he had returned to Earth, walking on the street of complete races.

Then, he noticed that three "cocoons" had been broken open, and there was nothing inside, which was swinging in the wind.

Crane, who raised his head and looked up, watched all this silently, silently.

(End of Part 4)

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