Sequence 0, "Red Priest"... Which path's Sequence 0 is this? I've now discovered the true name of another Sequence 0... of course, assuming the spirits haven't been lying. It says that the holder of the "Red Priest" card, drawn by a certain kind of attraction, found the underground ruins of the T铎 family and died within that room... This should indeed be the convergence of exceptional traits within the same path. No, Emperor Roscel had mentioned that after advancing to a higher sequence, holding the corresponding "Card of Desecration" allows one to subtly sense the exceptional materials needed subsequently—meaning, within the room sealed against the demon, there lies the semi-divine trait of the "Red Priest" path. Perhaps even the demon itself was a semi-divine being of this path, or perhaps even stronger. Hmm—the subtle sensing provided by the "Card of Desecration" likely stems from the law of aggregation. Cain instantly thought of many things, instinctively turning his head to glance at Sharon, observing her reaction to determine whether she was aware of the "Card of Desecration" and whether she understood the significance of Sequence 0. Yet, Sharon's face remained utterly still, pale as if translucent, as though the demon's display had been nothing more than a plain Tarot card. But this actually revealed some insights—every extraordinary being, upon first hearing about Sequence 0, instinctively begins to ponder what it signifies... Perhaps only the extraordinary beings from the "Audience" path can perceive Miss Sharon's subtle body language. Klein silently remarked. Seeing both of them remain silent, the spirit gazed deeply at Klein before slowly fading the projection of the "Defilement Card" in its hands. It then looked again at Sharon with eyes heavy with blood vessels, and in a low, resonant voice remarked, "If you're unwilling to become a half-god of the Unusual Path, I can offer you the Sequence 4 elixir formula from the Deep Path—the moderation of desire and the assertive malice are quite complementary, aren't they?" Sharon ignored the spirit's question and turned steadily toward Klein, indicating that he should respond. According to the spirit of malice, the non-human path and the abyssal path can exchange among themselves at higher sequences—paths that are closely related. The outward appearances of the Rose School and the Blood-Drinking Church indeed bear a striking resemblance. Klein paused for two seconds, gazing at the blood-streaked "Lavth Pound" and asked, "Then, how should I release your seal?" The spirit chuckled and replied, "It's quite simple. Find the direct descendants of Thorin, Einhorne, and the Medici family, and collect ten milliliters of blood from each—more is acceptable, but less will not suffice. Mix these blood samples with holy water and pour the mixture into the room where I currently reside. With that, the seal will be lifted." A simple yet strangely unusual method—rare even within the realm of mysticism—why must it specifically be the direct descendants of Thorin, Einhorne, and the Medici family? The one I mentioned earlier, I haven't heard of. Thorin is from the former royal family of Indis, and Ainhorn is from the imperial house of Fesak. Their shared point is that both once served the Trenzost Empire, and they are part of the fourth-century angelic lineage—the final victors. Yet the Augustus family of Roon and the Castia family of Feneport also meet these criteria... Ah, and there's another commonality between Thorin and the Ainhorn family: they both command the "Hunter" path! Is that precisely why they've been chosen? Hm... Considering the earlier context, does the "Hunter" path equate to the "Red Priest" path? "That name sounds familiar... Ah, yes—on a corner of a mural discovered in the recently uncovered temple of the 'True Maker' in Silver City, there are similar inscriptions. They suspect it might be the name of the city's or temple's builders. Now it seems this marks an exceptionally secretive organization founded by angels who have been corrupted. Do they believe in the 'True Maker'? What connection could there be with the Aurora Society? Kline mused for a moment. "Related to the 'True Maker'?" the specter asked, pausing thoughtfully before responding in a low tone. "Have you heard of the 'Rose of Redemption'?" "Only heard of it casually," Kline said, speaking the absolute truth. The specter thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled. "Your secrets are more numerous than I imagined." Can we avoid discussing this matter? Kline kept his gaze away from Sharon's reaction, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor. The spirit's gaze swept over the two's faces, and then chuckled, "The emergence of both the 'Redeeming Rose' and the 'True Creator' is deeply intertwined. You can hardly imagine how many individuals who once belonged to the 'Redeeming Rose' have since left the organization. As long as you find an organization that believes in the 'True Creator' and pursue them relentlessly, you will inevitably come into contact with the 'Redeeming Rose.' "It sounds rather similar to the 'Dusk Hermit Society'—a contrast between the positive and the negative... Clary instinctively made that guess. Seeing the spirit had no intention of elaborating further on the 'Redeeming Rose,' he smiled and asked, "Do you think, with our current strength, we can accomplish such a feat?" The spirit remained silent for a few seconds before responding, "Perhaps you might have some luck in Binsy Town." "Binsy Town? Where is that?" Clary asked repeatedly, but the spirit refused to reveal any more information. Faced with this situation, Caine had to shift his question: "During the Quaternary period, were the 'Black Emperor,' the 'Blood Emperor,' and the 'Night Emperor' competing for the position of Sequence 0?" The spirit paused, then smiled. "They were once, but later they weren't—after Alister Tord was declared mad, the competition ceased." "Alister Tord—that is the 'Blood Emperor'?" Caine sought confirmation. The spirit nodded. "Yes, there has always been only one 'Blood Emperor,' and that is the mad Alister Tord. Heh, the descendants of the Tord family all carry that lineage of madness. They are usually clever, scheming, cautious, and prudent—yet at crucial moments, they often lose their composure and overlook the consequences." "The spirit pointed at Lord Polden's face," saying, "He's a perfect example. However, with this lesson learned, he'll certainly remain normal for a long time... I'm not sure if he'll be the last of the Tudors. Aristate left behind many valuable things that require the bloodline of descendants to awaken. You'd better not kill him just yet." The spirit paused, then spoke softly with a gentle smile, "Alright, once you've helped me lift the seals, I'll tell you the stories—no, more accurately, the histories—I've lived through." As he spoke, Lord Polden's eyes suddenly lost their focus. His body convulsed several times, then gently collapsed to the ground. Sharon watched silently, then took a step forward. Whooosh! The wind surged, stirring the soil and stones that tumbled into the tunnel, sealing the entrance. After attending to the aftermath, Caine and Sharon left Williams Street, walking through the quiet darkness to another neighborhood. When Kline got into the hired carriage, Sharon appeared and took a seat across from him. She gazed steadily at him, her voice ethereal and distant, asking, "Will you help it break its seal?" "No," Kline answered without hesitation, then asked in return, "And what about you?" Sharon shook her head, indicating she would also not help. Kline breathed a quiet sigh of relief and smiled, saying, "It has been dead for roughly two thousand years now—what remains is merely a fading spirit of malice. Its natural fate should be to dissipate or pass into the realm of spirits. My plan is to wait until we gain higher-tier sequences, then join forces to finally eradicate it and grant it true liberation." Though the rewards offered by the "Red Priest" card, the fourth age's hidden history, and the spirit's promises were highly attractive, Kline held no trust in it whatsoever. His mind constantly recalled the scene of the spirit's corpse sitting in a high-backed chair, its head bowed, and then, when it lifted its head, the face marred with decay. Sarlen hummed, offering the appropriate response. Shouldn't you have asked, why are you so confident about becoming a high-tier strong one? Cain couldn't help muttering that. The answer, however, was simply that people must be good at dreaming. Cain let the topic drop and shifted to ask: "Indeed, the Sequence 4 corresponding to 'Specter' is 'Mime'?" Sarlen nodded. "Do you have any magical recipes or exceptional materials?" Cain pondered, asking. Sarlen shook her head. Cain smiled: "I'll keep an eye out for you within my circle." Sarlen responded with the same calm tone: "Thank you." Cain glanced out the window, then murmured: "I'm planning to head south for a vacation." "Having said that, he smiled warmly, as if addressing the lawyer Ergen, and began: 'I'd like to wish you and Marič a happy new year.' Sharon remained silent for two seconds, pressed her lips together, and replied in a soft, wavering voice: 'Happy new year.' Her figure gradually faded, disappearing into the carriage. ………… Watching the young boy behind the altar, listening to his slightly hoarse, childlike voice, Drik felt as though he were facing the most terrifying monster, nearly swinging his 'Fury of the Wind' axe in alarm. In his experience, no human—no matter how human they might have once been—could survive so long in pure darkness! The eyes of the 'Wyvern Hunter' Colin seemed to brighten slightly. He tightened his grip on his sword and asked calmly: 'What are you doing here?' The young boy with the golden hair, who introduced himself as Jack, answered with a slightly pained expression: 'We are searching for the House of the Lord.' 'The House of the Lord?' "Colin asked one more question." "Yes," said the young boy Jack, turning his head toward the dark cross and the figure hanging upside down. "They told me that as long as I keep moving in the direction of the Lord's gaze, and keep going, I will reach His sanctuary." "They? Do you have companions?" Colin's eyes seemed to shift like some kind of creature, sweeping the surroundings and taking in everything at once. "Where are they?" Upon hearing this question, the young boy Jack paused noticeably.