"The consciousness that makes up Agaritu is still too little. He has not established his own character image and is still subconsciously imitating me... He actually calls Her Royal Highness Princess Bernadette, which is very wise."

"It feels like Bernadette feels that these two identities are connected to a certain extent..."

Edward muttered, still planning an escape route.

Of course, he could not always be monitored by the goddess of the night. Edward looked at the date in the newspaper - today is January 17th.

You have already voluntarily been in jail for half a month. Isn't that a great deal of face? If you don't go out in the dark, you will have to wonder if you have a conspiracy.

Pack up your things and run away as soon as possible!

417

Danitz tried his best to avoid the members of the Church of Storms and the military who were patrolling the streets, and spent a lot of time returning to the hotel through the alley.

He had just run back to the hotel where he and Hermann lived, and just as he closed the door, he heard the sound of the door opening from behind!

Daniz was horrified, and looked back as if he was dead. He saw the neatly dressed Gehrman opening the door and giving him a cold glance.

The big pirate suddenly fell into chaos. He looked out the window, at himself, and then at the crazy adventurer who had just flashed by but was obviously real. His mouth slowly opened, and he felt that his world view collapsed.

I was scared to death. I thought it was an illegal intrusion, but it turned out to be Daniz...

Behind the door, Klein breathed a sigh of relief. He locked the door, walked four steps backwards, then lay down on the bed and pretended to rest, resuming the interrupted ritual.

When the familiar majestic palace came into view, his heart calmed down, and then excitement continued to surge.

Klein sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the Fool, raised his right palm, and examined the short staff inlaid with blue "gems" and dyed with a bit of darkness and morning light.

Countless light spots float around this sealed object, each of which seems to correspond to a praying believer. This makes the scepter's milky white body glow, which is both psychedelic and sacred.

At this moment, Klein felt that the scepter was the "Poseidon" himself!

So, he took advantage of the situation and named it "Poseidon's Scepter".

Due to the spiritual warning, he did not touch it rashly with his hands. The short staff was wrapped in gray mist and floated in the air, looking very harmless.

After a while of fiddling, Klein initially figured out the ability of the "Poseidon Scepter":

It can create tsunamis, blow hurricanes, produce heavy rains, bring lightning strikes, and allow people to fly in the sky and walk on the bottom of the sea, with almost no restrictions.

It is nearly indestructible and can directly smash the enemy's head. It allows the holder to never get lost without the superposition of other powerful factors. It can provide unimaginable balance capabilities, drive many underwater creatures, and respond to believers.

Prayers can give people the same power as sea monsters, making them the masters of a sea area.

Is this the ability of Kavituva? It is indeed enough to call himself "Poseidon"!

No wonder he has been called a demigod since Sequence 4. This is really more like a god than a human... Klein sighed silently, and then laughed at himself:

"If I can use the 'Poseidon Scepter' normally, I can already serve as the senior deacon of the Nighthawks and become one of the twenty most powerful people in the church... If Ince Zangwill didn't have '0-08',

Being at sea again, I could immediately take revenge on him, and even have a good chance of success.

"But can I use the 'Poseidon Scepter' normally?"

"cannot……"

Klein has just discovered that the negative effects of the "Poseidon Scepter" are astonishing. Within the Church of the Night, it is absolutely easy to obtain the evaluation of a "1" level sealed object, and it is unknown how many researchers have to die to figure out the best seal.

and usage.

There are four negative effects of "Poseidon's Scepter":

First, it makes the holder become irritable, easily angry, and easily overheated;

The second is to periodically solidify the minds of all living things within a certain range and drain their blood, including the holder. As for how big the range is and what the specific value of the cycle is, it is difficult for Klein, who is not a professional researcher, to give an accurate estimate.

The description can only be a rough estimate. It is believed that the range is 600 meters to 1 kilometers, and the cycle is 20 minutes to 35 minutes;

The third is to gather and present the prayers of believers, with both sounds and images, which can easily cause non-demigod holders whose spirits are not strong enough to directly collapse and lose control.

Fourth, starting from touching the scepter, the user's body will begin to collapse rapidly. Once the physical body collapses, the spiritual body will also die at the same time. Judging from the previous spiritual scenes, the Sequence 6 self cannot even touch it.

Yeah, if you want to reach out and hold it, you have to be at least Sequence 5.

"The first one is okay. If it is only used in a short period of time, anger and irritability are acceptable. To put it simply, with such a powerful sealed artifact, it will be done with recklessness..."

"Third, there is actually a way to avoid it. Well...if it is kept above the gray fog, it seems that it can break the distance limit. However, the sound or picture of prayer will be blocked and reduced to light spots, which will not have the slightest impact on me.

I can freely choose whether to respond, who to respond to, and how to respond..."

"The biggest problem is the second one. I am okay. When I transform into the Black Emperor, I am a resentful soul with no blood and am not afraid of being drained. But the surrounding creatures are in dire straits. They do not distinguish between friend and foe at all, and they cycle

It’s hard to control... You can’t encounter a dangerous situation. Let’s discuss it with the enemy first. Can we change the date and place again?”

Klein thought carefully and conceived several scenarios for using the "Poseidon Scepter", but these all depended on the environment and accurate judgment beforehand, and were hardly feasible.

"Huh... Could it be that its destiny is to stay above the gray fog, and when people like Amon try to 'touch' it, give them a shuttle, no, a lightning..."

"The fourth negative effect is a bit strange. It actually causes the physical and spiritual bodies to collapse at the same time. To encounter it, you need at least Sequence 5. If you want to use it for a long time, you must be at least a demigod, but it itself is just one

Sealed objects produced by the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 3... If they require the same level or even higher level to be able to use them freely, wouldn’t this become useless?”

Knowing that collapse would also affect the spirit body, Klein didn't want to touch it even in Source Castle.

The gray mist wrapped the scepter and floated beside him, arriving at a moment's notice. Klein had to admit that this was really impressive.

"I feel that this negative effect is too strong. It doesn't seem to be the power of Kavitua itself. Could it be that Kavitua itself has suffered some pollution or curse and has been preserved?"

After thinking about it for a while, Klein thought of another important thing.

"Poseidon" is dead, should I care about the resistance and Poseidon believers?

In fact, there is no need. This kind of local belief has long been outdated and very ignorant. But after Kavitua no longer responds to believers, these desperate believers are likely to increase the number and number of living sacrifices, just like the death of their gods.

The madness before... Without years or even decades of propaganda and crackdowns, they would not be willing to accept the reality that "Poseidon is dead".

When the resistance does not have the support of the indigenous god Kavitua, they may have no choice but to turn to Fusac or Intis. At that time, they may be driven to do inhumane things with their extreme beliefs, such as,

Attacking places where civilians gather, for example, letting those children with innocent eyes still remain in front of them...

This is of great benefit to myself. Having obtained the scepter, I can now directly play the role of "god"!

"I need to give them some guidance, I need to tell them what the correct way of belief is, but I can't put a burden on myself. I just need to give some help within my ability... I am not responsible for saving their fate..."

This is a rare opportunity to perform. All "Poseidon" believers are their own audience. Responding to prayers is acting. They can get a lot of feedback and help themselves make rapid progress in digesting the "Faceless Man" potion.

…………

In a hidden cave in the jungle of Lanshan Island.

The bald rebel Karat fell off his wheelchair, his eyes filled with despair and confusion as he crawled towards the statue of Kavitua that broke by itself in front of him.

He vaguely sensed something, but was unwilling to believe it, because it meant that all persistence, all sacrifices, and all pain would be meaningless.

No... He screamed silently and kept whispering the honorable name of "Poseidon" Kavitua, trying to get a response from the god.

He rested his elbows on the ground, dug his fingers into the mud, and moved inch by inch to the front of the broken statue. He picked up the head of the sea snake carved from stone, and found that the eyes were strangely sunken into black holes, and the teeth were all gone.

Fall.

Karat was almost frozen, and his eyes seemed to have lost the light.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a blurry figure, and behind him was a dark blue tsunami pouring into the sky and silvery white lightning branching like tree branches.

In shock, Karat lowered his head instinctively, and unbelievable joy suddenly emerged in his heart.

He saw that the soles of the figure's feet were surrounded by waves and surrounded by hurricane winds. The whole figure was majestic, sacred, lofty and broad.

Then, he heard an indifferent and majestic voice:

"I have returned."

As the voice echoed, Karat shed tears for no apparent reason.

TBC

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1.17 is Monday, but this time the Tarot Club has been omitted in the text.

There was still one and a half months until Ouro Leus was born.
Chapter completed!