Chapter 801
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After a brief moment of stupefaction, Emlyn couldn't help but look around . He suspected that The World was lurking around him, as though he was one of the nearby believers .
After all, he had never mentioned the Mental Terror Candle at the Tarot Club . Bishop Utravsky seldom had conflicts with others, so he almost never used any mystical items . If it wasn't because Emlyn had been planted with a psychological cue to frequently head to the Harvest Church and received the heads-up from Sherlock Moriarty, he wouldn't have asked the bishop and learned of the existence of the Mental Terror Candle .
At that instant, everyone looked like The World to Emlyn . Be it the plump middle-aged man, the granny with a gray headscarf, or the fashionable beauty, he felt that all of them looked like they had something similar to The World .
No, I must figure it out . He's actually so aware of my surroundings… I haven't mentioned certain things even while in front of Mr . Fool… Emlyn was left in utter shock as he stood up and walked to the clergymen's break room at the back . In a quiet and empty environment, he replied, "Honorable Mr . Fool, I wish to directly communicate with The World . "
In less than ten seconds, Emlyn saw a dark red glow surge forward like a tidal wave and devour him .
Then, he found himself back above the gray fog . He was inside the majestic palace and was seated at his seat .
And at the other end of the mottled table was the blurry-figure of The World who was waiting for him .
Compared to before, Emlyn had changed tremendously . He wasn't in a rush to speak to The World, and he instead bowed to Mr . Fool, who was leisurely watching at the other end of the table, before looking at his target .
"How did you know that I can get the Mental Terror Candle?"
Under Klein's control, The World said with a hoarse laugh, "We might have met before . "
He didn't speak further and only mentioned the key point . As for whether Emlyn could figure out the situation, that wasn't his problem .
Of course, Klein believed that Emlyn lacked the ability to connect The World to Sherlock Moriarty since he lacked the necessary clues .
Emlyn frowned bit by bit as he had a few targets of suspicion, but he wasn't able to determine who was The World .
"Believe me . I have no ill intentions towards the members of the Tarot Club," The World added when he saw Emlyn in a state of prolonged silence .
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Heh, there will be a day when I'll find you! Emlyn silently muttered to himself as he asked, "What are you going to do with the Mental Terror Candle? I need to have a substantial reason to borrow such a mystical item . "
Klein controlled his urge to rub his temples as he made The World turn solemn and say, "To treat my psychological problems . "
Treat… psychological problems… Emlyn couldn't help but shrink his body back before straightening it again .
Looking back at The World, his eyes clearly indicated that The World really was a dangerous lunatic .
…The Mental Terror Candle does have such effects, Emlyn thought for a moment and said, "I can only borrow it for half a day . There wouldn't be any problems, right?"
Klein held back the horror and pleas that were running through his mind as he controlled The World to answer, "No problem . "
If the Mental Terror Candle was effective, Klein could finish the problem in fifteen minutes . If it wasn't of any use, it would be the same even if he possessed it for days or months . Therefore, the rental duration wasn't critical . He didn't mind such restrictions at all .
Emlyn did a count and said, "The rental fee will cost 300 pounds, as well as five pages of Beyonder powers in Leymano's Travels . "
He decided to outsource half of the debt he had .
Five pages… How many pages did this fellow use… As Klein lampooned, he made The World reply, "That wouldn't be an issue . "
After closing the deal, Emlyn immediately returned to the real world and walked into the Harvest Church's break room for the clergymen .
Casting his gaze to the side of the altar and waiting for Bishop Utravsky to finish talking to the believers, Emlyn suddenly fell into a dilemma .
Although he sounded confident in front of The World, he had never tried borrowing similar items from the bishop . He had no idea what kind of attitude the bishop would have .
As his gaze darted around, Emlyn subconsciously surveyed the tiny prayer hall .
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I've helped Father rescue many commoners who were infected by the plague, and have been teaching those who wish to learn about herbs . I've made the faith of Mother Earth spread quite significantly in this borough . What's wrong with borrowing the Mental Terror Candle for half a day? Emlyn raised his chin and walked to Bishop Utravsky, who he needed to look up at, and cleared his throat .
"I have a friend that has a psychological problem . I wish to borrow the Mental Terror Candle . "
He didn't directly mention his contributions, because his pride didn't permit him to do so .
Utravsky looked down at the priest-robed Emlyn and smiled warmly .
"Okay . "
…That's it? Emlyn was stunned, finding it unbelievable that the bishop would agree so easily .
He didn't immediately accept it as he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that I'll lose the candle?"
Utravsky replied with a smile, "Everyone and every item has its end . They will all return to the earth, buried deep within the soil and sprout, grow, and bloom, one incarnation after another .
"That is the fate of all entities . If the Mental Terror Candle is lost, it just means that my connection with it has come to an end . I will need to patiently await the arrangements that fate and Mother have for me . "
Whether the Mental Terror Candle is lost depends on fate, but whether I end up being killed by you is also fate? Emlyn lampooned without asking further . He received the strange candle from the half-giant bishop .
Following that, he used the excuse of needing to treat his friend to leave the Harvest Church . He randomly found an inn and set up the sacrificial ritual .
…
Above the gray fog, Klein once again received the Mental Terror Candle .
More than half of the mystical item was burnt, and its surface was covered with what looked like human skin . There were a few warts that protruded out .
The candle's wick was very short and was entirely black in color . It was covered in thin densely packed scale-like patterns .
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Klein didn't delay, for he didn't wish to give his alternate personality a chance to grow . He wanted to resolve the problem completely while it was still weak; otherwise, what awaited him was the irreversible fate of losing control . Furthermore, the mysterious space above the gray fog would completely screen the negative effects of the combat between the two personalities .
Phew… Klein slowly exhaled as he extended his hand to summon the Sea God Scepter .
At that moment, he didn't do any divination because he couldn't be sure who "me" referred to . The outcome would naturally be meaningless .
Pa!
Klein snapped his fingers and lit the Mental Terror Candle .
Above the pitch-black wick, a flame with light-blue spirituality silently glowed, illuminating the palace that looked like a giant's residence .
Unknowingly, the environment changed as a cupboard, desk, bunk bed, and gas meter appeared in Klein's eyes . The crimson moonlight shone in from outside the windows, covering every item with a crimson veil layer .
This was the apartment where the Morettis had lived in!
This was the place where Klein Moretti had shot himself to death!
At that moment, a figure was sitting at the bottom bunk, looking at the Sea God Scepter-wielding Klein with a warped expression .
He had traits like black hair, brown eyes, thin built, average-looking features, a rather deep outline, and a scholarly air to him . He was another "Klein . "
This "Klein" revealed a furious expression as he said, "You occupied my body, and now you wish for my soul to be obliterated?
"I should be Klein Moretti! You despicable, shameless transmigrator . You parasite!"
He appeared to have just grown in strength, and he wasn't able to use the objects in the external world .
Klein didn't reply as he walked over with a heavy expression .
The expression of "Klein" slowly changed as fear occupied his eyes .
His body scrunched up as he pleaded with a slight tremble, "Let me go . Let me go .
"You snatched my brother, my sister, and my life from me . Isn't that enough?
"I'll remain quietly in your body, helping you analyze problems and giving you suggestions . I'll definitely not wrestle control with you over the body .
"Let me go . Let me go…"
Klein remained silent as he raised his Sea God Scepter-wielding right hand .
The "Klein" was already awash with tears as he yelled angrily and fearfully, "I only wanted to remind you!
"If I wasn't trying to remind you, why would I have exposed myself!?
"Let me go . Let me go… I have no ill intentions!"
Klein silently looked at him and made the blue gems on the tip of the Sea God Scepter light up one after another .
Lightning bolts instantly appeared as they twisted and entangled "Klein," like a storm .
Amidst shrill cries, the figure rapidly dissipated as a bolt of lightning wiped all traces of it .
As expected of myself… To know the soft spots in my heart and which are the most effective ways to plea… However, I've already come to know who I am . I'm Zhou Mingrui who has fused with Klein's memories and emotions . If I were to let you go, it would be equivalent to splitting the two up, admitting that they are opposing parties . That way, I'll immediately lose control once I return to the real world… Klein lowered the scepter and closed his eyes as he sighed silently .
Then, he ultimately maintained his lucidity as he left the mind world .