Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 395 394 Resurgence
The tranquility of the night and the power of dusk enveloped Berkley, and even though it was fleeting, it still startled Klein, who hadn't slept very well that night.

Stepping out of the bedroom and standing by the living room window, looking at the sky, a strange feeling filled Klein's heart.

The sky completely obscured the red moon and starlight of dusk, and then the dusk quickly receded and disappeared. Tang had walked up to him without him noticing.

"What's wrong……"

Tang looked up at the sky, then turned his gaze back to Klein.

Klein frowned, carefully sensing his own condition.

"Something's strange tonight..."

He looked at Tang and asked with a puzzled expression, "I always felt that the members of the Rose School were not so easy to deal with."

Tonight, a demigod from the Hedonistic faction of the Rose School, along with three mid-sequence extraordinary beings, were eliminated by Miskatonic and members of the Temperance faction of the Rose School, who recovered a seal that was of great importance to the Rose School.

This process also allowed Klein to digest most of his extraordinary characteristics as a Sequence 7 Magician. With just a little time, even without actively playing the role, he could attempt to advance to the Sequence 6 Faceless Man.

The assimilation of extraordinary characteristics also represents an improvement in Klein's own spirituality. With the added benefit of the mysterious space above the gray fog, even without the corresponding understanding of the concept of "twilight," Klein keenly and vaguely sensed the movements of the spirit world, the astral realm, and those outer gods.

After all, the symbolic meaning of a great being above the spirit realm and a mysterious ruler above the gray fog was established from the very beginning.

Of course, these are still uninterpretable concepts, and subconscious interpretations without prior knowledge are inaccurate.

"The Rose School..."

Tang nodded and said, "We still have no news of the leader of the Rose School's Hedonistic faction. The evil god they worship is quite terrifying... Indeed, a demigod is no match for the members of the Hedonistic faction. This approach, which relies on curses and malice as its main power, has always contained some occult knowledge that we do not know."

It's not impossible for the Mother Tree of Desire to give birth to that demigod again.

Moreover, the Fallen Mother has already set her sights on him. Although this is just a fragment of a historical image, the Fallen Mother may very well take action and have her strange believers and followers attack him.

Tang, who had obtained a true mystery puppet, pondered for a moment and realized that there was a way to exploit this situation.

Perhaps the Celestial Venerable will cooperate with the Mother Goddess.

"I've almost finished digesting the potion for the Puppet Master. Next, I need to prepare for the advancement ceremony for the Trickster."

"So fast?" Klein asked in surprise. Tang smiled and said, "The role-playing method has a hidden rule of 'pre-playing' to some extent."

"As long as I obtain the corresponding sealing artifact and take on the role of a puppet master in advance, my digestion process will be much faster than that of other puppet masters."

"So, as long as I focus on playing the role of Charlotte Moriarty, I can quickly digest the Faceless Man's potion?"

Klein was quick to apply what he learned to other situations, and Tang nodded in agreement.

"Once you are promoted to Faceless Man, you will need to go out to sea."

“While Tingen City has places suitable for the advancement of Puppet Masters and venues for the corresponding ceremonies, I think you would prefer to go out and see the world.”

At this point, Tang paused for a moment, "This was also that person's intention."

Mr. Flamel did not want Klein to live under his wing forever… Klein understood this and nodded.

"I see."

The next day, early in the morning.

When Don came out of the room, Klein had already left. He had said goodbye to Isengard Stanton and was going to continue his investigation into the serial killer this morning.

Once it's realized that the serial killer might be an animal, the problem can be solved quickly. The speed at which the problem is solved depends on how the demonic dog, now a puppet, reacts and how it evades the Night Watchers, the Punishers, the Mechanical Heart, and the great detectives, as well as the pursuit of its strange puppet.

"That secret doll."

Tang narrowed his eyes and sensed the threads of his spiritual body.

The reaction from the other side of the spirit thread indicated that the puppet was still under his control, but the strange feeling did not dissipate over time; instead, it became increasingly bizarre.

"What do you think is the probability that the Celestial Venerable will revive in a puppet equipped with a 'bionic puppet' module?"

He stroked his chin and talked to his own system.

'Based on big data analysis, the probability is far less than 0.01%. The secret puppet itself does not possess the basic conditions to revive the Heavenly Venerable Fusheng Xuanhuang, host.'

The resurrection of the Floating Life Profound Yellow Celestial Venerable can only happen to a high-sequence extraordinary being. This is a fundamental rule that is almost impossible to tamper with or break. Even a Celestial Venerable who is good at fooling, manipulating and tampering cannot do it.

"Yes."

Tang agreed with the system's view.

'Host, do you have something to say next?' The system has been criticized for so many years, but it has still upgraded its mainframe and improved its intelligence a bit.

"Do you think the rebirth of the Fallen Mother Goddess would also be quite effective for the Celestial Venerable?"

Tang glanced at the blue sky above and spoke to the system.

"Breaking the underlying rules is something that a pillar that has not yet returned cannot do, but that does not mean that the existing pillars cannot do it."

Rather than welcoming a new, mysterious lord, the fallen Mother Goddess might not necessarily wish for the old one to return.

Especially when the new one isn't necessarily easier to deal with than the old one.

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At this time, in Silver City on the Eastern Continent.

Nikola walked down the street and brushed past Derrick Berg.

He turned his head, glanced at the round tower not far away, and then at a figure below the tower who suddenly looked up, adjusted his monocle, said nothing, and continued walking at his own pace, strolling leisurely through Silver City.

Lightning flashes streaked across the sky intermittently, casting enormous shadows that had somehow enveloped this city, which had survived for millennia on the Eastern Continent.

Wearing a black silk hat and a matching tailcoat, Nikolai magically produced a tarot card from his hand.

"The Hanged Man".

The shadows shifted, and not far away, Elder Lovia, one of the six members of the council, turned her head to look at the empty space in that area.

With a slight movement of her pale gray eyes, Lovia seemed to have heard something, and her expression grew even calmer.

"Praise be to you, Creator of all things, Almighty and All-Knowing God."

(End of this chapter)