He took a breath, stabilized his mind with the help of meditation, and reached out to touch the target.

Almost at the same time, he heard the summoning mantra he had just recited, and saw the fusion of surging spirituality and rippling light patterns stretch out an illusory door.

Compared with the last time, this door is completely formed, covered with mysterious patterns!

And these patterns are connected in the central position to form the weird symbol behind the high-backed chair of "The Fool", which is a weird symbol composed of part of "eye without pupil" and part of "twisted thread"!

Looking at the illusory door that was shaking and waiting to open, Klein gathered his energy and gave him a strong push.

Silently, the never-changing gray-white mist and the majestic and magnificent ancient palace seemed to be thrown into the lake of stones, producing circle after circle of ripples, rushing in the direction of the "summoning gate".

The heavy friction sounded suddenly, and the illusory and weird door suddenly cracked a gap. Through it, one can vaguely see the extremely dark and deep world behind, with countless transparent shadows that are difficult to describe, one after another Bright and pure brilliance of different colors, containing endless knowledge.

At this moment, Klein felt an unimaginable and irresistible suction coming from inside the door, and he threw himself involuntarily.

I go! Do you not give room for consideration? As soon as he had an idea of ??astonishment, his figure passed through the gap and disappeared into the darkness behind the door.

The extreme dizziness of the "head" and the almost crazy roar gradually subsided, and Klein finally regained his self-awareness.

He saw in front of him a young man wearing an old shirt, black hair and brown pupils, and ordinary facial features. The man was of medium height, thin but seemed to contain a lot of strength, with an obvious bookish look on his body but not gloomy at all.

...isn't this me? Klein is no stranger to such scenes. He encounters similar things every day when he looks in the mirror and organizes his clothes.

He nodded slightly, looked around with understanding, and saw his bed covered with white sheets, the coat rack with a half-height silk top hat, a tuxedo suit and a thin black windbreaker, and a pendulum. There were many shelves of books, and I saw the desk that was cleaned up with only one candle left, and I saw the candle flame emitting a gray halo.

And now he is floating in front of that palm-sized gray circle.

So, I really "summoned" myself out? It is similar to the effect of the soul leaving the body... but it seems a little different... Klein looked at the body in front of him that belonged to him, looked at "his" eyes that were empty and in a daze, and fell into deep thought.

However, he finally confirmed one thing, that is, only his own soul is going to go above the gray mist, that is, the spiritual body in mysticism, which is externally manifested as the astral body.

No wonder I can directly see the surface layers of the astral bodies of "Justice", "The Hanged Man" and "Sun" above the gray fog, so I can determine whether they belong to Extraordinary people, and roughly judge their sequence... Well, my* *It seems to be protected to a certain extent, from the protection of the ritual force, able to stand so firmly, without losing balance, and collapsing to the ground...Miss Justice and the others should be similar...Klein slowly adapted to the current situation, Begin to examine the respective states of the body and the soul.

He withdrew his gaze, trying to drive his own spirit body that was mixed with some mysterious space power.

Woo!

A slightly gloomy wind blew up, lingering and circling in the bedroom, Klein savored the taste of flying happily, circling and circling.

"Within the same city, I can also act as a 'messenger'... I just don't know if I can carry real things..." He controlled his emotions, stopped, floated in mid-air, and tested other abilities.

He grabbed the notebook on the bookshelf, passed his palm through it, and then put it back again, without any effort.

"There is a bit of stickiness, which is different from penetrating the air... Maybe I can do it when I become stronger, or I can use more power to move the mysterious space above the gray fog..." Klein tried again Individual sheets, but still ungraspable.

After thinking for more than ten seconds, he flew to the coat rack, put his transparent and blurred hand into the pocket of the black windbreaker, and touched the "Slumber Charm" and "Requiem Charm" that had been successfully completed for reimbursement.

These are items mixed with his own spirituality. In the mysterious category, they are somewhat different from ordinary real matter. Therefore, Klein wanted to see if he could carry them.

His palm passed through again, but he clearly felt the existence of the talisman and the fusion of spirituality, 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 Not strong enough to resonate strongly with his current state of being.

"Spirituality is not strong enough..." Klein thoughtfully turned to another pocket, which contained the "Sun Flame Charm" made by stealing the power of divine blood and mixing it with his own spirituality.

The warm feeling quickly spread throughout his body, making his body more stable and his thoughts clearer.

He picked up the thin gold piece and took it out of his pocket, and in the newly added mirror in the room, the piece of charm floated out by itself, just like the descriptions in many ghost stories.

"I can carry the Sun Flame Talisman, and I can also directly use my spirituality to speak... Well, I have a certain strength in this state..." Klein flew to the mirror, stopped in front of it, and saw that there was only a thin gold coin inside. The picture presents, among other things, the facing furniture and the darkness caused by the closed curtains. JrNovels.com