Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

“Interesting child, you actually fed the extraordinary potion to your pet.” Lucifer stroked Susie’s soft fur, the fluffy texture reminding him of the brown bear he had kept before the Great Cataclysm.

“Mr. Lucifer, it was just an accident.” Audrey stuck out her tongue, looking slightly embarrassed.

Lucifer smiled without saying a word, and turned his gaze back to Alger, who was trying to speak but had been repeatedly interrupted.

"Are you a follower of Leodorus?"

“Leodorus?” Alger asked, puzzled, before Lucifer chuckled and said, “The Lord of Storms you speak of.”

Alger's expression stiffened. Lucifer's words undoubtedly further confirmed his conjecture: to know the true name of the Lord of Storms, one must be an ancient being from the same era as the Lord of Storms.

"Mr. Lucifer is very familiar with the Lord of Storms?" Alger asked, organizing his thoughts.

“Of course, if it weren’t for his betrayal back then, I wouldn’t have fallen into such a long slumber.” Lucifer’s tone was extremely relaxed, but it made Alger feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

If it was just speculation before, he is now certain that His Excellency the Celestial Venerable is an enemy of the Church of the Lord of Storms and even the Seven Gods.

He suddenly realized that his previous disloyalty didn't matter so much anymore, and now all he wanted to do was get off the ship.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
A dull sound came from the head of the table; it was Klein tapping on the armrest.

Seeing that Alger was almost completely swayed by their words, he quickly stepped in to stop them. Otherwise, if the two of them continued talking, he was worried that his own Mr. Hanged Man would suffer a mental breakdown under the pressure.

Lucifer shrugged, nonchalantly sat down on the steps at Klein's feet, and folded his wings.

"You said you were late because you were preparing a gift?" Klein tried to ease the tension.

“Of course.” Lucifer snapped his fingers, and two scrolls appeared before Audrey and Alger: “These show the advancement paths for the audience and sailors, as well as the potions needed for the first four sequence levels.”

"How could I possibly accept this?" Audrey covered her mouth in surprise. According to Mr. Hanged Man, both the promotion path and the "nothing" should be extremely precious.

"I commend your generosity." Alger quickly stuffed the scroll into his pocket, his face no longer showing the slightest hesitation or doubt, his expression firm and serious.

To hell with the Lord of Storms! From this moment on, the Celestial Venerable is the guiding light on his path forward!
“If there’s nothing else, then let’s begin the party,” Klein said softly.

“Okay.” Audrey nodded lightly and took out an old-fashioned parchment from her pocket: “Your Excellency, I have obtained another page of Emperor Roselle’s diary. I should still owe one page.”

“This week, I’ve been away from land and haven’t found any new ones.” Alger pressed his right hand to his chest and bowed forward in apology.

“Don’t worry about it, this matter is destined to take a long time.” Klein leaned back in his chair, tapped the armrest lightly with his index finger, and took the diary from Audrey’s hand to his own.

This diary entry was much more significant than the last one, discussing the blasphemous tablets that designed the twenty-two divine paths and that Zarathustra was the leader of the secret order.

It's a pity that with the rapper by his side, he has replaced Russell's diary as his channel for learning about the supernatural world.

Nowadays, collecting Russell's diary is more about satisfying his collecting obsession and gathering Source Power.

After Klein finished reading the diary, Alger spoke up:

“I heard that an Aurora Society ‘listener’ is searching for traces of the true Creator, which is what they call the ‘sanctuary’.”

"The true creator?" Audrey asked in confusion.

"That is an ancient being worshipped by many mysterious organizations and secret cults. They believe that the Creator has not completely died, and that His remaining core is the true Creator," Alger explained roughly.

“Since the Fifth Age, the true Creator has appeared in many forms, such as the ‘Hanged Giant’ and the ‘Eye Behind the Curtain of Shadows.’ Many people believe that when Emperor Roselle invented the Tarot, he referenced the image of the true Creator, which is why the ‘Hanged Man’ card came about.”

Klein's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Lucifer, who coughed awkwardly. He couldn't directly control the madmen who believed in him.

He cannot even give divine revelation to believers who are not insane, because once they receive his revelation, even those who are not insane will go insane.

This is a vicious cycle; once the plan starts, it cannot be stopped.

Even if he were to offer enlightenment to the madmen at this point, it would only make them run faster down the path of madness.

After the Aurora Meeting, Audrey spent another 1000 pounds to buy information from Alger about other extraordinary forces in the world, which made Klein grimace.

What does one thousand pounds mean? It represents an entire house in a high-end neighborhood of Tingen, the annual salary of a captain-level night watchman who doesn't eat or drink for a whole year, or a huge sum of money that could be deposited in a bank and lived off the interest for a lifetime.

But in this righteous woman's eyes, she even felt that she had gotten a great deal.

Klein and Alger remained silent for twenty seconds after hearing that one sentence.

You shouldn't be called Justice, you should be called the God of Wealth...

"Me, and me too!" After Audrey and Alger finished their questions, Susie wagged her tail and breathed on Klein.

"Well, Susie, do you have any other questions?" This was the first time he had ever spoken to a dog... Klein suppressed his curiosity and asked.

“Your Excellency, I think I should also give myself a suitable code name, just like Justice and the Hanged Man, since I am now part of the gathering.” Susie flattered Klein, taking advantage of her species, and moved closer to him.

Klein was itching to pet her. He used to be a cat lover and hadn't petted a furry creature in a long time. He immediately picked up Susie and skillfully stroked her fur.

“What do you think of the priest?” Klein suggested.

Imagine having a golden retriever as the priest of a party – that would be absolutely hilarious!

Furthermore, the priest possesses powerful insight; though taciturn, he understands everything in his heart, wise yet compassionate, as if he can embrace everything about you.

It fits both the audience's sequence characteristics and the golden retriever's racial characteristics, making it a perfect match for Susie in every way.

"A priest? Thank you, Your Excellency." Susie stuck out her tongue happily, almost drooling on Klein's face.

"Then this gathering will end here. Next Monday, or whenever you need help, you can communicate with the Heavenly Court, and I will send a messenger to assist you."

"Still unwilling to reveal your esteemed name?" Alger pondered deeply, feeling that he had not yet gained the approval of the Celestial Venerable.

In the current gathering, besides Miss Justice, Susie is also a formidable rival.

After all, no one would be wary of a golden retriever.

Damn it, am I going to be outdone by a dog?

The stars vanished, leaving only Klein and Lucifer in the hall.

“I’ve sent Urolius to find you,” Lucifer said.

"Angel of Fate?" Klein asked. "I don't need your help right now."

“He has met the requirements for promotion to Sequence 0, but he just needs to wait for the right opportunity,” Lucifer said. “I think that opportunity will be related to you, but of course, the final outcome will depend on his judgment.”

“Understood.” Klein rubbed his temples. The Outer Gods were watching Earth from beyond, and the appearance of another Sequence 0 on Earth would be another ally. “By the way, I think you need a title, a three-part one, pointing to your title. That way, it will be easier for your followers to seek your help.”

Lucifer didn't mention the anchor because he realized Klein didn't need it; he wouldn't lose control at all.

He even had a vague premonition that even if the barrier really broke, even if the Outer Gods really invaded, Klein or this thing he called the "golden finger" would have a way to drive them back off Earth.

"I will seriously consider it." Klein always took the guidance of his senior colleague to heart.

……

Returning from the heavens to reality, Klein arrives at Hoy University.

This was something he had agreed upon with Mr. Azik: he would come to him every so often to confirm his combat strength, so as to avoid misjudgment in actual combat.

It's already July, and Hoy University has officially entered its summer break.

The university was lush with trees and abundant with flowers and birds, peaceful and tranquil. After walking along the river for a while, Klein turned onto the road leading to the history department and found the old three-story gray stone building, where his tutor, Mr. Azik, had his office.

“Klein, you seem to have become more… well… robust.” Mr. Azik chose his words carefully; he could see through a person’s appearance to their true nature.

From his perspective, Klein was simply a man who was 2.5 meters tall, capable of lifting heavy objects, and had handsome features...

It's hard to imagine that such a creature could be called human.

“Mr. Azik, believe me, I’m also very troubled by this,” Klein said, sounding somewhat desperate.

“Hmph…” Mr. Azik suppressed a laugh and led Klein out of the university and to a flat area on the hill behind the university.

After setting up the magic array, the two arrived at the outer perimeter of the Heavenly Court, amidst towering mountains and steep ridges.

“Let’s begin,” Mr. Azik said softly.

Klein nodded, deactivated his negative state, and revealed his truest form, his entire body expanding violently as if inflated.

"Phew... Mr. Azik, I'm here." Klein exhaled a breath of hot air, and the energy within his body began to circulate on its own.

“Come.” Mr. Azik nodded slightly, his eyes, which had witnessed too much death and reincarnation, were utterly calm.

Bang! ! ! !

A sound like an amplified war drum clashing exploded out.

Klein rushed in front of Azik, his right hand gathering boundless energy, and slammed it hard into Azik's chest.

Azik raised his hand and steadily blocked the punch, instead of flying backward, he remained rooted to the spot like a stake, completely still.

"Very good. With just this one punch, any superhuman being below Sequence Five would surely die," Azik commented.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly became illusory and transparent, like the surface of water tossed with a pebble. Azik's figure, along with a small patch of space around him, sank into the deep water.

Instead, the dark water level rose continuously, and beneath the surface, pale hands reached out to grab him. Klein was caught in the middle, his legs firmly gripped by these hands. The power of decay and decay seeped into Klein's body along these hands, trying to destroy him.

Faced with this attack, Klein grinned, and an extremely hot aura rose from his body.

He raised his fist, and his arm began to swell and bulge. With a muffled thud from the vibration of muscles and blood, he slammed his fist into the ground. An invisible sonic boom exploded in a disc shape, spreading out along with the pool of water, causing countless corpses to explode within it.

He leaped into the air, endless energy swirling around his fist, his eyes flashing crimson light. With his focused attention and ability to exploit weaknesses, nothing could block his gaze.

He quickly located Azik, who stood on a distant mountain peak, raised his right hand with a slow, elegant movement, carrying an ancient sense of ritual, his five fingers spread, palm facing Klein, and gently pressed down.

There were no incantations chanted, no violent outbursts of spirituality.

Only a profound, suffocating concept of "death" emanated from him, spreading silently like ripples on water. The air suddenly became thick and cold, and the light seemed to have its temperature absorbed by the pervasive aura of death, becoming dim.

Klein's body was instantly covered with a strange, faintly phosphorescent gray-white frost crystal.

Space twisted and trembled violently, and the outline of a colossal gate, so enormous it sent shivers down one's spine, materialized in the void before Azik.

The aura of death, like a tangible tide, surged towards Klein, who was still high in the sky.

In an instant, Klein felt his blood cool down.

"Since you can't fly, it's best to stay grounded during combat," Mr. Azik advised, placing Klein on the ground.

"Understood." Klein nodded, feeling the temperature of his blood rising again, and continued his attack.

He stomped heavily on the ground, the sound of thunderous booms erupting beneath his feet, and the ground shook violently amidst a deafening roar like a landslide or a tsunami.

In an instant, Klein shot out and arrived in front of Azik. With his unparalleled strength, the space seemed to tremble violently like the surface of water. With one punch, a scorching shockwave, as if from a violent fire, came from the air.

“Very good, continue.” Azik looked at Klein, opened his arms again, and before Klein’s fist could reach him, another portal suddenly appeared behind him.

Click...click...click...

A sickening, tooth-grinding sound, like rusty gears being forcibly reversed, rang out. Pale chains flew out from inside the door, binding Klein's limbs and neck, and forcibly dragging him backward!

Klein stood firmly on the ground, his right foot slamming into the earth, beginning a prolonged struggle against the chains.

Because of the blessing of the god of blindness and folly, Klein's vitality will continue to increase as the battle progresses.

And coincidentally, he recently drew Heartsteel.

Therefore, the combination of the two resulted in Klein becoming even larger.

With a series of cracking sounds, the pale chains began to break.

"How much longer can you grow?" Mr. Azik couldn't help but wonder as he watched Klein's figure continue to grow.

"boom!"

The moment he finished speaking, the chains shattered, Klein took a step forward, and he took a step back.

It's not for any other reason than that Klein is now three meters tall, and the height of his two legs alone is the same as his height.

"That's about it." Klein felt the limits of his internal energy and breathed heavily. "If it comes to this, can we kill a Sequence Four being?"

“It’s rather difficult.” Azik pondered for a moment, then shook his head. “Demigods and humans can already be considered two different species. They just look like humans. Although you don’t look very human, you’re not much different from humans in essence.” (End of Chapter)