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"Tsk, Danitz's luck during this period is too good to be true, right? It feels like there is a demigod or even an angel of destiny blessing him with good luck all day long. /墈`风雨文学*晓,税!徃- !耕/薪+罪`快¨"

coincide?

Damn! There have been too many coincidences recently! But if someone arranged this, isn't this arrangement too deliberate and superficial?

There are three negative effects of Poseidon's Scepter:

One is to make the holders irritable,

The second is to drain the blood of the holder and everyone within 1 km periodically, with a cycle of 20 to 35 minutes;

The third is to gather and present the prayers of believers, with both sound and images, which can easily cause non-demigod-level holders whose spirits are not strong enough to collapse and lose control.

The first and third ones are not a big deal, but the second one is more troublesome. It's not that it's troublesome to use, but it's troublesome to hold.

Edward wanted to use the Scepter of Poseidon, whether using the [Ghost] ability of the resurrection ring or using the Animagus to transform into Obscurus, he was not afraid of having his blood drained.

But where should this thing be placed?

The props created by the Traceless Stretching Spell are not the space props in the novels about cultivating immortals. It is an independent piece of space. It is actually connected to the outside world. Therefore, placing the Scepter of Poseidon in it will still have an impact on the surroundings.

When I advance to Sequence 4 and master the spatial ability of a mystic, I can create a spatial pocket to store the Poseidon Scepter, but before that...

Edward scratched his head. "So, we still have to offer sacrifices to Mr. Fool."

Why do I feel like... I've been busy for a long time, but in the end I'm making things easier for Klein. Isn't this too much of a loss?

"Bernadette can help keep it, but it's better to give it to Klein than to her. After all, I can always ask him for it whenever I need it, and Bernadette can't be around me every day."

He was a little unwilling, but after walking back and forth on the beach for several minutes, he couldn't think of any other way. Seeing that the time for periodic blood draw was getting closer, Edward simply stopped thinking about it, "Lilith, you and Phoenix wait here for me, I have something to do."

"Why don't you take Miss Lilith with you?"

Edward then explained the negative effects of Poseidon's Scepter, and the little guy waved his hand, "Okay, come back soon. `n`e′w!t?ia¨n,x_i-.^c*o′m!"

"Phoenix, I leave this to you."

"OK."

...

On the Rorsted Archipelago, an uninhabited desert island, Edward threw gold coins as he stepped out of the portal to make sure that there was no problem using the Scepter of Poseidon here.

Then he thought about it and used Animagus.

His body immediately began to twist strangely. His skin seemed to be burned by flames, tearing and melting into black smoke, which then quickly spread from his limbs to his torso and finally to his head.

Bang!

With a wave of magic, Edward disappeared, replaced by an Obscurus that was suspended in the air like black smoke.

Feeling the destructive desire and negative emotions constantly surging in his mind, Edward decisively used several soothing techniques on himself in succession to quickly regain his sanity.

Then he rolled up the Poseidon's Staff that had fallen on the beach, felt the countless points of light surrounding him, spread his spirituality, and touched twenty or thirty of them one by one. Then he used the Poseidon's Staff to summon a huge storm and lightning, and conveyed his voice and picture:

"Death is the beginning of a new life."

After thinking for a moment, Edward added: "I have returned."

I will bring a new sea god, new blessings, new hopes, and...online classes for all to the believers of the Rorsted Archipelago.

Chapter 406 Klein: This is really embarrassing for the evil gods!

Bansi Port.

The Nameless stopped about half a nautical mile from the port at around 7 o'clock in the evening. This was what Klein had agreed with Aldridge at the beginning.

Since those women want to go to Bansi, let them go. Anyway, I, Ke, will never do such a thing. It is not something that would kill you even though you know there is danger.

Two days had passed since the murder that night, and during these two days, the witch did nothing, just as Klein had wished.

This is certainly a good thing. When these women successfully arrive at Bansy Harbor, this bodyguard mission will be completed, and Klein will receive a high reward of 3,000 pounds - and it will be almost free.

Klein didn't feel guilty about this. This was how bodyguards work. There were times of danger and times of ease. It all depended on luck.

"Mr. Sparrow, are you sure you don't want to go around the island together?"

Klein said coldly, "If possible, I suggest you not go."

After spending a few days with Aldridge, Klein had a pretty good impression of him. Perhaps because he was a former soldier, he was very efficient and had a calm personality, which made him respected by others.

If it weren't for maintaining Hermann's personality, Klein would probably get along well with him.

Aldrich added, "The residents of Bansi Island love the blood of various animals. They learned from the migrating elves to add salt to the blood, which makes the blood coagulate into strange lumps. Combined with several local spicy seasonings, it is tender and fragrant. It is a must-eat delicacy for everyone who comes to Bansi."

Isn't this blood sausage?

Klein was stunned for a second, then his doubts turned into a frown.

"Elf?"

Elves should be elegant vegetarians, so why would they like to eat blood sausage?

"Yes, it is rumored that many elves like coagulated blood." Aldridge replied, "Unfortunately the elves have long disappeared. Bansy Harbor is now one of the few places where you can still taste this delicacy."

To be honest, Klein had been missing the delicacy from his previous life, Maoxuewang, for a long time.

But there is no way he would go on an adventure just to satisfy his cravings - although this seems a bit inconsistent with the character of a crazy adventurer.

Taking another look at Bansi Island, which was shrouded in a faint mist, Klein shook his head:

"never mind."

Aldridge sighed: "Okay..."

At this moment, Klein suddenly heard a faint prayer in his ears. He said to Aldridge, "Good luck to you," and then stood up and returned to his room.

...

In the underwater ruins that are semi-integrated with the spiritual world.

When Sea King Yann Kottman arrived here, he only saw the mess on the ground and a huge sea snake with its flesh and blood turned into mud and its bones exposed. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

Yann Kautman suppressed his anger, his spirituality surged and a wave crashed down from above, echoing in the half-collapsed hall, and quickly calmed down into a windless lake.

The lake reflects the previous scene:

A familiar figure pulled out a white short staff inlaid with a sapphire, causing the sea to stir and the ruins to shake.

Lightning burst out from Yan Kottman's body, and he shouted in a low roar:

"German Sparrow!!"

...

After walking four steps backwards, Klein climbed above the gray fog. He then extended his spiritual power to touch the shrinking and pulsating crimson stars, causing Edward's figure to appear in the depths of the gray fog.

"Dear Mr. Fool, I just obtained a Sequence 3 Sealed Artifact, but due to its terrible negative effects, I wonder if you can help solve it or keep it for me."

What? A Sequence 3 Sealed Artifact?

Klein's heart skipped a beat. It's only been a few days since we last met. Where did you get such an awesome thing?

But how can I help you solve the negative effects of the seal, unless... it has certain activation properties like the creeping hunger, and can use the gray fog to threaten it?

At this time, Edward's prayer sounded again, and Klein's spirituality spread out again, opening the illusory door of sacrifice behind the bronze chair.

A few seconds later, a bone scepter inlaid with tiny sapphires appeared on the bronze table in front of Klein.

Since they were above the gray fog, Klein didn't need to be too cautious. He reached out and grasped the bone scepter. Almost instantly, prayers rang out in his mind.

He was startled and subconsciously loosened his hands, but the layers of illusory prayers still continued to ring in his ears, causing a throbbing pain deep in his head.

Klein quickly mobilized the power above the gray fog to block out the painful prayer sound, and then he began to study the scepter again.

It didn't take long for him to figure out the abilities and negative effects of the scepter, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: It is worthy of being a sealed item equivalent to Sequence 3. It is really powerful, but the negative effects are also really dangerous.

No wonder Edward was willing to give me this powerful weapon for safekeeping. The negative effect of draining the blood of all living things within a kilometer every 20 to 30 minutes is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Well, I summoned myself above the gray fog, so I'm not afraid of this, but it's easy to hurt innocent people by mistake.

However, why can a sealed object receive so many people's prayers?

Klein's face looked strange. I, Mr. Fool, have less than ten followers at most, but this scepter has at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of "followers."

Mr. Fool is not even as good as a scepter?

It really is... a disgrace to the evil gods.

Klein waved the Poseidon Scepter in his hand. "However, with this scepter, I have begun to look a bit like an 'evil god'. From now on, when members of the Tarot Club seek my protection, I will no longer only have the option of throwing out paper angels. I can also provide storms, lightning, and the like. With their strength, the troubles they encounter should not exceed the power range of this scepter."

"Except...Edward."

Thinking of Edward, he couldn't help but feel a headache. Although he said that he was "keeping" the scepter for him, in fact, it was equivalent to giving me the right to use it most of the time.

Edward may not know this, but I can't pretend not to know. In other words, I owe him a big favor again - how can I pay him back with my head?

Klein rubbed his hair and hesitated for a moment, then connected to Edward's spirit along the extended spirituality and pulled him above the gray fog.

After Edward sacrificed the Scepter of Poseidon to Klein, he was about to teleport back to find Lilith and the others, but a gray mist suddenly filled his eyes, and he found himself in the palace of Sefirah Castle.

He quickly placed his right hand on his chest and saluted: "Good evening, Mr. Fool."

"Good evening, Mr. Hightower."

Klein forced himself to show some happiness. "Can you tell me about this scepter... Oh, you call it the 'Poseidon Scepter', what's the story?"

Edward thought for a moment and replied, "Mr. Fool, have you heard that most of the natives of the Rhoside Archipelago believe in a god called Poseidon?"

"Um."

He had heard Aldridge mention these things when he was chatting with him these past two days. At that time, he was very curious why the Seven Gods, especially the Lord of Storms who controlled the sea, would allow the natives to believe in an evil god.

If it were me, I would have killed that sea god long ago - how could I allow others to snore beside my bed?

"This scepter was created from the extraordinary spirit of the sea god after his death and his teeth."

Klein was silent for a few seconds. "How did he die?"

Edward scratched his head and said with a simple and honest look, "I killed him."

"…"

Klein's pupils inevitably shrank: "I'm sorry, what are you talking about? You killed a god—even if it's an evil god, it's still a god, right?