Secret: I can play two paths

Chapter 43 How Can He Know More About Gray Fog Space Than Me?

So, I really "summoned" myself?

Can we only say that he is worthy of being called Senior Star? He has a wealth of knowledge in mysticism, and the talismans he casually takes out have such an effect.

Well, that talisman is really useful. Seeing that Star doesn't care, it shouldn't be expensive. I can buy a few from him next time...

Klein looked at the body that belonged to him in front of him, looked at his empty and dazed eyes, and fell into deep thought.

Star did not tell Klein in detail what would happen after he summoned him out. The Riddler just said, "You will know when the time comes."

However, watching his body fall into an effect similar to the separation of the soul from the body, Klein finally confirmed one thing, that is, the only thing that went above the gray fog was his own soul, which is the spiritual body in mysticism, and is manifested as an astral body.

No wonder I could see the surface of Justice, The Hanged Man, and Star’s astral bodies directly above the gray fog, and thus determine whether they were Beyonders...

Well, my body seems to be protected to a certain extent, from the power of the ritual. I can stand so steadily without losing my balance and collapsing to the ground... Star and the others should be in the same situation... Klein slowly adapted to the current situation and began to examine the state of his body and soul.

He withdrew his gaze and tried to drive his own spirit body which was mixed with some mysterious spatial power.

Woo!
A slightly chilly wind blew up, lingering and circling in the bedroom. Klein happily savored the feeling of flying, circling around again and again.

"Within the same city, I can also play the role of a 'messenger'... But I don't know if I can carry real things without the talisman given by Star..."

Klein controlled his emotions, remembered the experiment that Star mentioned, stopped, floated in the air, and began to test other abilities.

He put down the remaining talisman and reached for the notebook on the bookshelf. His palm passed through it and then passed back, with nowhere to put his strength.

“It feels a bit sticky, and it’s different from penetrating the air… When I become stronger, or can leverage more of the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog, maybe I can do it…” Klein tried a single piece of paper again, but still couldn’t grab it.

After thinking for more than ten seconds, he flew to the coat rack, reached his blurry hand into the pocket of his black windbreaker, and touched the other talismans.

These items are mixed with some spirituality. They are mysterious and somewhat different from ordinary real substances. So, Klein wanted to try whether he could carry them.

His palm passed through again, but he clearly felt the existence of the talisman and the spiritual fusion, but his "strength" was not strong enough to pick up the talisman. Of course, it can be said another way, that is, the spirituality of the talisman was not strong enough to resonate strongly with his current state of existence.

“The spirituality is not strong enough…” Klein turned thoughtfully to where he had placed the talisman given by Star.

As soon as he touched this cheap-looking item, Klein suddenly felt his spirituality expanding and undergoing a strange change.

Is it dangerous to put it down and pick it up again?

Klein was about to throw the talisman, but he suddenly discovered that a sense of illusion and solidity quickly spread throughout his body, making his body more stable and his thoughts clearer.

He picked up the thin bronze fragment again, and in the mirror in the room, the talisman floated out by itself, just like the description in many ghost stories.

"How does Star's spell achieve this effect?"

"Is he really a genius?"

"However, I can carry the talisman given by Star, and I can also speak directly with my spirit... Well, in this state, I have a certain level of strength..." Klein flew towards the mirror and stopped in front of it. He saw only a bronze fragment inside. Other than that, there was the furniture facing him and the dimness caused by the closed curtains. After thinking for a few seconds, he placed the "talisman" on the bed and returned to the mirror to try to get in.

Everything went dark before his eyes, and Klein's perspective suddenly changed. He saw all the images reflected in the mirror just now, and saw the things that were vaguely outlined in the dim environment. This made him feel like he was hiding in a hidden corner, peeking at half of the room.

I can really enter the mirror, but it is just an ordinary object and does not lead to any mysterious and strange world... Klein nodded slightly, rushed forward, returned to the room and picked up the talisman.

"The spell that Star gave me is indeed magical." He nodded, experimented with it, and found that he could lift papers of a certain weight.

Of course, he could also take the receipt to be reimbursed and his special operations department badge from the gray fog.

Unfortunately, the ritual silver dagger can be carried, but the revolver is too heavy to be picked up... Klein ended his attempts in this regard and turned to studying whether he had the ability to cast spells in his current state.

After careful experiments, he determined that the "summoned" self had two types of spell-like abilities. One was to use an invisible roar to directly shock the target's soul, and the other was to create an effect similar to freezing through contact.

However, if the talisman is removed, both types of spell abilities will become weaker, and the solidity of the spirit will disappear completely.

“Not bad…” Klein smiled sincerely at the talisman that Star gave him.

When he was about to do more experiments, penetrate the spiritual wall and fly outside the house, he remembered Star's words and serious matters, and stopped because he was afraid that his spirituality was not enough to complete the rest.

After returning to the gray fog space and replying to Star's message, Klein brought back his Special Operations Department badge and the receipts for reimbursement.

At this moment, he suddenly felt weak, weak from the inside out, and had an unbearable headache.

"My spirituality can no longer sustain this state..."

Klein realized that his spirituality was close to exhaustion.

If this continues, the potion might backfire on me.

"Didn't the divination say that this ritual wouldn't bring any danger?"

Klein, who was having a great time, couldn't help but complain. At the same time, he recalled the vibration in the gray fog space that scared him when he used the spell before, and he realized something.

"It turns out that divination also has its own limitations. We cannot rely on it completely."

At this moment, Klein felt the digestion of the "Fortune Teller" potion, and he had the illusion that he had grasped the true meaning of the Fortune Teller, as if this was the Fortune Teller's role-playing code.

I haven't started acting yet?

Before he fell asleep due to spiritual exhaustion, he thought of another thing in his mind -

This experiment is probably the first time that the mysterious space above the gray fog has produced a different reaction.

It was Star who came up with the idea of ​​printing Roselle's diary on the gray fog.

Why do I feel like he knows more about the gray fog space than I do?
(End of this chapter)