Klein's reaction was greater than Leyton had anticipated; even as a Marionette, The World displayed unexpected emotional fluctuations.
After Klein regained his composure, he manipulated The World to look at Leyton and ask, "Where is he?"
Leyton leaned back in his chair and chuckled, "At West Balam's Northern capital. However, he should have left by now. If nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely go to Berens Port later."
"Berens Port... I understand." The World pondered, nodding slightly.
"Berens Port?" Anderson looked at Leyton with some surprise, his eyes filled with confusion.
Feeling Anderson's gaze, Leyton turned his head and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"No, it's just that I happen to be in Berens Port as well, so I'm a bit surprised."
Anderson shook his head. He always felt something was off, but he couldn't quite remember what it was.
"By the way, why did I come to Berens Port? And I haven't had any thoughts of leaving..." Thoughts floated through his mind, but he quickly and subconsciously ignored these questions.
Seeing the topic conclude, Hanged Man Alger turned to Sun Derrick and asked, "How is your the City of Silver's exploration of the former chief's mausoleum progressing?"
Sun Derrick organized his words for a moment, then began, "The chief has led a team to hunt Vampires. The remaining elders of the Council of Six haven't opened the large Door leading to the underground yet."
"However, dense and strange plants have grown in the cracks of the stones on the outer layer of the mausoleum. Some of them resemble human hair."
He paused, then scanned everyone with his gaze, asking, "Has anyone seen or heard of this type of plant?"
The members of the Tarot Club exchanged glances, then all shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen such a strange plant.
After a brief exchange of information, today's Tarot Club quickly concluded.
Crimson light, like a tide, engulfed Leyton's vision. When he came to his senses again, he was back in the forest woven from green vines.
His gaze pierced through the layered and intertwined forest, whose canopy was completely out of sight, looking towards Berens Port not far away.
The buildings here favored a pale stone, with exaggeratedly colored patterns painted on the walls and human or animal skulls hung as decorations. Skulls were a very popular element here, much like gold in Intis.
On the streets, postmen or technicians rode bicycles, weaving through the crowds, and some dock workers rode tricycles modified from bicycles, used to help cargo ships or foreigners who had just disembarked with their goods and luggage.
As he scanned, he saw Anderson, dressed like a street performer, and beside him, Danitz, who had been sent out by Edwina to collect information.
"Heh, the thing inside Anderson didn't attract the Red Angel Evil Spirit, but it did attract Danitz first."
"The thing inside Anderson is very attractive to Hunters. From my observation just now, two Hunters have already passed by here."
As he muttered to himself, Leyton suddenly noticed something amiss. The information he observed through his Eyes of Mystery Prying was incomplete.
"Psychological Invisibility... If it weren't for my sensitivity to information, I wouldn't even have discovered the problem." As thoughts flickered, Leyton's gaze swept around Anderson again, but he still found no abnormalities.
"I can sense the problem, but I can't find him."
While muttering softly, Leyton raised his hand, wanting to conjure a gust of wind in the city to find the hidden Adam through changes in the airflow.
"Why am I looking for Adam? He's not my target. Medici will come himself..." Hesitating for a moment, he lowered his right hand again.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein, who had just learned the coordinates and information of Calderon city from Red Light Aiur Moria and was planning to go there in spirit form to find the Spirit World Plunderer, suddenly stopped.
Outside the ancient and magnificent palace, above the boundless Gray Fog, the deep crimson star representing Sun Derrick constantly trembled, expanding rhythmically.
He immediately put down the Black Emperor card in his hand and extended his spirituality to touch that deep crimson star.
The deep crimson light surged like a tide, and Sun Derrick's slightly immature voice echoed above this Gray Fog:
"Respected Mr. Fool, chief wants me to ask you, how should we exploit the Worm of Time left by Amon's avatar earlier?"
"They want to exploit the Worm of Time. Is it that the chief of the City of Silver has finished hunting Vampires and plans to explore the former chief's mausoleum, but is worried about unforeseen changes, so they want to prepare more means in advance?"
After pondering for a moment, Klein quickly made a decision, transforming the production process of the "Fate Stealer" charm into light and shadow, and casting it into the deep crimson star symbolizing Sun.
Having done all this, he muttered to himself thoughtfully:
"The 'Fate Stealer' charm is indeed very powerful. I can also prepare some for myself. Zangwill is already a Demigod and has obtained divinity. Compared to low and mid-sequence Beyonders, he has undergone a qualitative change and is not that easy to kill."
"I'll write to Leonard. He should be able to ask the Old Man inside him for a few Worms of Time. Hmm... I can also ask Alger for a few Worms of Spirit. Since they are neighboring Pathways, Worms of Spirit from Dark Demonic Wolf will definitely also be able to create good charms."
After two seconds of silence, Klein quickly adjusted his state. He took a deep breath, gripped the sea god scepter in his hand, and at the same time, picked up the Tyrant card placed face down on the table, incorporating it into his Spirit Body.
A bluish-green light flashed, and his Spirit Body instantly transformed into the majestic image of a Pope wearing a triple crown, a papal robe, and holding the sea god scepter.
He threw Calderon city's coordinates in the Spirit World and some information into the deep crimson star representing Leyton, then, by summoning himself and responding to himself, he left this Gray Fog and descended into reality in spirit form.
In the Spirit World Depths, at Calderon city's location, a light, difficult to observe with the naked eye, surged from afar at an extremely fast speed.
As it approached the city, this misty light contracted inward, reassembling Leyton's body with complex and pure knowledge.
He gazed at the city from a distance, deep and pure radiance slowly flowing in his eyes.
In his eyes, this city, like an inverted pyramid, was covered in a layer of deathly gray-white. The deeper it went, the heavier the sense of deathly silence became. At the top of the inverted pyramid was a bottomless, deep darkness, like a mass of darkness that could even swallow light, preventing his Eyes of Mystery Prying from observing any effective information.
Whoosh~ whoosh~
Illusory, ethereal sounds of flowing water gently echoed in his ears, carrying a sense of peace and tranquility.
He blinked, and points of brilliant starlight fell, scattering pure and clear radiance, dispelling the sudden surge of drowsiness he felt.
As the drowsiness disappeared, Leyton's body instantly dematerialized, decomposing into streams of complex knowledge, transforming into a pure information flow creature, surging closer to the depths of Calderon city.
He encountered no obstacles along the way. In less than half a minute, Leyton, in his information flow form, arrived at the depths of Calderon city, beside the river flowing from the endless gray-white mist.
At a position about 300 meters above the river surface, countless complex and pure knowledge reassembled his body. Leyton looked at the river in front of him and softly chanted something.
The next second, the originally calm river water suddenly shook violently, layers of spray rippled out, and then, a huge strange bird emerged from the dark, lightless river.
Its body was covered in feathers woven from pale flames and mysterious patterns, and its eyes seemed cast from bronze, containing layers of illusory doors.
Staring at the giant bird emerging from the river, cold and pure light flickered in Leyton's eyes. He met its gaze and murmured, "Phoenix Ancestor Gregrace."
This was Gregrace's death imprint left in the River of Eternal Darkness, the deepest mark left by it, once a true god, in this world.
In Gregrace's eyes, which seemed cast from bronze, layers of illusory doors floated, reflecting a blurred light and shadow without any color.
This light and shadow seemed to encompass everything. Whatever image you thought it was, it would become that image, as if everything you perceived was contained within it.
The sound of the river water surging, "Whoosh whoosh", became more pronounced. On the dark, lightless long river, an illusory, non-existent large Door swayed and creaked into existence.
In an instant, this bronze-colored large Door, covered in mysterious patterns and impossible to describe precisely, split open a crack.
Within the crack was an endless, deathly darkness.
Outside the crack, large quantities of strange, still unclear, wriggling things were frantically growing, and at the same time, slowly dying.
The pale flames interwoven on Gregrace's body significantly weakened, as if calling forth this Door had exhausted the power within this death imprint.
"Help me..."
"Help me..."
A voice, impossible to discern gender or age, came from within that bronze-colored large Door, covered in mysterious patterns and impossible to describe precisely. This voice echoed in layers over the river, appearing very illusory.
Leyton, who had been expressionless, finally curved his lips slightly. He ignored the figures lingering and struggling by the river and slowly stepped forward.
As he moved forward, one after another illusory star fell, dense, brilliant, and dazzling.