Visually, the bookmark appeared unremarkable; portraits of Roscel and images of the Emperor, both in their mid-career phase, were commonplace at the commemorative exhibition. Klein examined it repeatedly, eventually spotting a subtle impression, confirming it was the very bookmark verified by Miss Justice. He then extended his spiritual presence, slowly infusing it, but the result was no different from that of an ordinary object—the spirit merely flowed over its surface, without penetrating deeply or producing any transformation. Indeed, Roscel’s intention had been to seek a "fated individual," without specifically limiting himself to extraordinary beings. Klein thought for a moment, then spoke softly in the Fussac dialect: "The King of Pirates!" The bookmark remained unresponsive. He then tried the ancient Fussac dialect, the Intis dialect, and the Runes dialect, yet achieved the same outcome each time. As for the languages of the giants, the elves, the dragons, and other esoteric domains, being so narrowly targeted, Caine had only made a tentative attempt, with little hope. Undoubtedly, he had failed. Immediately afterward, Caine reverted to the Fausk language and translated: "One piece!" The bookmark lay quietly in the palm of his hand, showing no signs of anomaly. Caine then repeated the process, attempting it once more in different languages, only to encounter further setbacks. "It seems my initial assumption was mistaken—young Rossel would use references from One Piece as a joke, but the elderly Rossel might not do so. People inevitably grow older and change over time," Caine reflected, lightly tapping the weathered edge of the long table with his fingers, striving to deduce the method of unlocking the secret from the subtle clues revealed in the journal. After a while, he materialized paper and pen, organizing and recording his thoughts to avoid any confusion or contradiction: "Regarding this matter, Roscel is both wildly desperate and clearly displays a sense of bad taste—evidence being the phrase 'those who have the fortune to find it,' which doesn't conform to current linguistic habits." "Thus, it's certain that he genuinely intended for certain people to stumble upon the special nature of the 'Sacred Violation Card' by sheer coincidence." "Given that, the method of activation shouldn't be too difficult to imagine, and it should indeed occur in everyday life." "Roscel needs mere coincidences—such as when someone holds a bookmarker with no particular value and casually utters a specific word—and then, congratulations, you've just had a remarkable encounter! Indeed, this perfectly embodies his sense of bad taste." "Based on this logic, each 'Card of Desecration' should have its own unique incantation. It's clearly not in Roscel's style to activate all the 'Cards of Desecration' simply with a single word." "What is the incantation for this particular card? Well, first we can rule out the common, everyday phrases he'd always say." "And during the very moment he created these 'Cards of Desecration,' Roscel was in a state of despair, frenzy, longing, reluctance, struggle, and rage. Let me imagine myself as Roscel at that exact moment—feeling those emotions—and think about what kind of incantation he would have chosen." Kaine paused his pen, stepping into the role of Roscel, trying to find inspiration. He first experimented with words expressing scorn and hope, using phrases in various languages and the ancient Frossac tongue—only to suffer a rather humbled defeat. Then he pondered what a warrior on the brink of defeat would most deeply cherish and hold onto: "His wife, Matilda?" Such a charming man—surely he wouldn't have such deep feelings for his first wife. "His children? The eldest daughter, Bernadette, the eldest son, Charles, the second son, Bonaventure..." "According to his diary, it's his daughter, Bernadette—possibly destined to become a great figure in the mysterious world—that holds the deepest place in his heart." Klein paused, took a deep breath, and prepared for another attempt. "Bernadette," he pronounced in the Intis language. The bookmark showed no response. He tried again in the Runes, the Highland, and the Fossac languages, but still achieved no desired result. He sighed, and in a low, resonant tone, uttered the corresponding ancient Fossac phonemes: "Bernadette." The name simply echoed through the vast, still gray mist, unremarkable and uneventful. As Klein was about to seek fresh inspiration, he suddenly felt the bookmark grow heavier in his hand! It immediately formed an invisible vortex, violently drawing in his spirit. For ordinary people, this was a tremendous burden, but for the "Magician" of Sequence 7, it was hardly a serious drain. Kline easily surpassed this threshold, his eyes gleaming with delight as he gazed at the object in his hands. A clear glow rose gradually from the bookmark, transforming the image of the Emperor Roscel into a fresh, vibrant form. He sat upon an ancient stone throne, wearing a black crown adorned with various gemstones, clad in black armor and a matching cloak, holding a scepter, his gaze cold and fixed ahead. At the upper left corner of the bookmark, a brilliant radiance solidified into the words: "Sequence 0: Black Emperor!" Sequence 0! Indeed, it held the secrets of the gods! The Black Emperor was from Sequence 0—Kline smiled, half-wondering, half-surprised. Then, the bookmark took on a three-dimensional form, as though it had become a miniature book. The books swayed without a breeze, revealing an image of Roscel with a white headband, accompanied by corresponding ancient Fussac language descriptions: "Sequence 9, Lawyer." "Skilled at identifying and exploiting loopholes in rules and weaknesses in opponents, possessing exceptional oratory and analytical logic..." "Pharmaceutical formula..." Klein glanced at the ingredients without closely examining them, then reached out to touch them—the books turned a page: "Sequence 8: Barbarian." "Problems unsolvable by law will inevitably be resolved through force—this too is a rule. The extraordinary individuals of this sequence exhibit high resistance to mental and emotional impacts..." "Pharmaceutical formula..." As Klein touched the pages, the books of the "Card of Desecration" turned page after page: "Sequence 7: The Briber." ... "Sequence 6: The Corrupt Baron." ... "Sequence 5: The Chaotic Mentor." "... Sequence 4: The Duke of Decline." "... Sequence 3: The Mad Mage." "... Sequence 2: The Duke of Entropy." "... Sequence 1: The Sovereign of Order-Breaking." "... Sequence 0: The Black Emperor."... After a quick glance, Caren couldn't help but exclaim, "This truly holds the secret to divinity!" "That's why extraordinary beings on this path, once they reach higher sequences, strive to establish kingdoms and walk among the lands." For the very rites of ascension demand this! To advance from Sequence 1, the Sovereign of Order-Breaking, to the Black Emperor, one must establish their own realm, link their name inseparably with the title of Emperor, make it part of common knowledge among the people, and furthermore, institute a rigorous, intricate, yet profoundly unusual system of rules—rules that govern architecture and societal structure. Then, mobilize the people to secretly construct nine pyramidal tombs. Subsequently, enter one of them and, during widespread, city-specific rituals attended by the majority of the populace, consume the Sequence 0 elixir. Once the ascension is achieved, the "Black Emperor" will not truly die until all nine secret tombs are destroyed. Even upon apparent extinction, He can awaken and return from within one of the tombs. Even more terrifyingly, even if the divine being is successfully slain and all nine tombs are destroyed, as long as a certain number of remnants of the order established by the deity persist, He may mysteriously revive—seeming to have exploited a flaw in the very concept of death. To ensure His complete extinction, the most effective means is to establish a new "Black Emperor." "This is what divinity truly is!" "And mortals are incapable of overcoming the gods, not even angels." "Those who have never ascended to godhood can never imagine the magnitude of divine power." "Rossel concluded with a few profound remarks. Moreover, Klein had learned something else: once a true god of Sequence 0 emerges in a particular path, no extraordinary beings of Sequence 1 can ever appear in that path—none at all. Without a Sequence 0, the maximum number of Sequence 1 beings within the same path is three. This is a fine detail of the conservation and immortality laws governing extraordinary properties! Based on the description of the ten sequences provided by the "Black Emperor" card—the card of "Desecration"—Klein clearly observed that the most defining characteristic of this path is its gradual evolution into the shadow of order. Rossel also mentioned that after ascending to a higher sequence, a bearer of this "Desecration" card develops a subtle resonance with the extraordinary materials they inherently require. Of course, this applies specifically to those of higher sequence belonging to the "Black Emperor" path. "Unfortunately, this doesn't benefit me much," Klein said, watching the "Desecration" card thin out once again and transform into a regular playing card. Yet it no longer feigned—it was now plainly Roscelle seated upon the stone throne, the Sequence 0 "Black Emperor"! Klein remained silent for several seconds, silently reflecting: "This card's greatest value lies in enabling me to exchange for the ingredients I need; secondly, it provides knowledge about the deities and the sequences. Beyond that, it offers little else of practical use." "Hmm. At least now, as the leader of the Tarot Circle and as the Fool, I am no longer just a hollow shell. I have secured a divine path, and no longer struggle to produce even a high-sequence recipe!" "Um... I remember from the remarkable gathering organized by the Elder of the 'Eye of Wisdom,' that lady who seemed to have a craftsman's touch was consistently seeking the 'Barbarian's' potion recipe..." As his thoughts flowed, Caine glanced again at Roscel in the 'Black Emperor' slot, and then chuckled softly: "He uses his own image for every sequence—what a self-absorbed man..." "I'm suddenly curious about what the 'Card of Desecration' corresponding to the Witch's path would look like, hehe." Gathering his thoughts, Caine accidentally tore the bookmark he had picked up, only to find it was just an ordinary bookmark. After completing these actions, he shifted his posture, leaned back against the chair, and responded to the 'Justice' lady's request from last night, speaking in a calm, even tone: "It was a 'Card of Desecration' crafted by Roscel."