The thin human-skin gloves appeared unchanged in form, yet Kline couldn't afford to be careless. He promptly conducted a preliminary check using divination: "Beyond the five fingers, the palm and the back of the hand each correspond to a soul being tended—separately. "All seven positions are currently occupied, and there are signs of merging among certain similar extraordinary traits. "It seems to have acquired additional capabilities in the realm of flesh-and-blood magic. "The speed at which it switches souls has noticeably increased. "It will need to consume one person daily; otherwise, it will feed on its host. Indeed, the 'creeping hunger' has grown once more—when you're ready, reflect thoroughly upon this matter atop the gray mist. "The rest remain unclear for now; I'll conduct more precise divinations once we reach the gray mist. "Hmm, while other negative effects may be present, their nature remains uncertain—though for the immediate future, they pose no threat to me." "Also, Mr. X, who has been being herded, remains unaffected—the 'Traveller's' 'transportation' and 'door-opening' abilities continue to function normally." Kleiner exhaled in relief, donning the upgraded version of 'Creeping Hunger' on his left hand, then headed straight for the church, eager to leave as soon as possible. During his earlier game of hide-and-seek with the colossal 'mushroom,' he had not forgotten to employ illusion magic, dressing himself in a tailored suit complete with a windbreaker and hat. As for the extraordinary trait left behind by the 'Blood General' Senior, Kleiner suspected it likely resided in the hands of the 'Despair Mage' Panatia, who now hangs suspended within that ancient palace, under the watchful gaze of the translucent worm. Well, after all, flesh and blood can be consumed gradually, setting aside reserves for the future, but extraordinary properties will inevitably separate and solidify—given how long this has gone on, they’ve already taken shape. Even if the "Despair Maiden" doesn't prioritize them, and simply sets them aside somewhere, without a connection to the spiritual realm and with limited divination capabilities, I wouldn’t be able to locate them quickly. In this environment, no one knows what changes might happen next—might that obsidian tablet suddenly teleport or vanish on its own. Therefore, time must be seized, and we must act swiftly to escape... Klein clearly thought through his steps and stepped out beyond the ancient church, crossing the partially open doorway. Although he had promised Miss Sharin to sell Senior’s extraordinary property to Mariach, the material itself has been contaminated and is difficult to use for potion preparation, and moreover, his own safety remains more pressing. It wasn't impossible to resolve—merely needed to hunt down one more "ghostly wraith," or seek assistance from "Mercury Serpent" Will Aunscot, to shatter the extraordinary essence held by Mariichi and purify it. That would have to wait until some child was born. Quietly muttering to himself, Caine passed through the dense, bell-like rows of corpses, making his way to the side of the stone statue. Along the way, he found the iron cigarette box he had previously placed on the secret figure, untouched by the "mushrooms." Both the Azk copper whistle and the Runen coins inside remained undamaged. Gathering these items, Caine manipulated his "spirit thread," guiding it not to drift upward toward the church's apex, and bent down to pick up the obsidian plaque. Once he confirmed the integrity of this crucial object, he felt a measure of reassurance and turned his attention to the Chalatu's tin-white bone ash urn. Upon opening the lid and examining it closely, Caine's eyes narrowed sharply, then froze. The bone ash inside the tin-white urn had completely vanished! Not a single trace remained! Had Zarathustra achieved His purpose? Should I indeed say so...? Caine, uncertain, dropped the pale tin urn and straightened up, embedding the obsidian slab into the wall behind him. The wall glowed once more, becoming transparent, revealing the ancient stone bricks, the cracked walls, and the floating vapors beyond. Thinking of that translucent, dreadful worm, Caine did not immediately sketch the symbol provided in the Antigonos family's notes. Instead, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers once. He lit the trees outside the church, ready to use "Flame Leap" at the first sign of trouble. With everything in place, Caine formed his fingers into a pen and swiftly drew the vertical eye composed of numerous secret symbols, swapping the positions of the crescent and the zigzag lines compared to before. As he completed his final stroke, radiant beams surged upward, flowing along the intricate patterns of the vertical eye, gathering and bursting forth, radiating brilliant light! The entire church suddenly became ethereal, inverted in every direction—upward, downward, left, right, and forward and backward. Caine seemed to have been lifted to the very apex where the suspended bodies hung. Before him loomed a vast, shimmering double door; beyond it lay the familiar ancient palace, where the bodies of the "Despair Maiden" Panatia and others gently swayed. Transparent, intricately patterned tentacles surged forth, striking at the door with force, yet unable to open it—only seeping in a fraction of their strength, attempting to "capture" Caine's "spirit threads!" Without hesitation, Caine snapped his fingers, tugging at his own "spirit threads" and leaping into the flames outside the church. Then, he snapped his fingers repeatedly, flashing through the mist until he reached the farthest edge of the town. Only when the ethereal quality of the dark church faded did Caine pause, his brow furrowing gradually. "It's also leading to that palace with the unruly angel... The symbols provided by the Antigonus family notes match exactly those given by Zarathustra—yet still, they're utterly inadequate!" "But this symbol seems to only activate the 'Gate of Escape'—it doesn't open it. Otherwise, I would have had little chance of making it out just now... It's a symbol of 'entry'—isn't that what Chalatu's symbol represents? 'Exit'? What should I do now? How do I get out?" Kaine unconsciously scanned the misty, silent, and eerie town, forcing himself to remain calm and thinking of alternative ways to escape: "Perhaps not just that wall can be moved—but that seems unlikely. Over the years, wave after wave of outsiders have settled in this misty town. If there are clues outside the church, they should have found them by now. Let me try another symbol." "What could we possibly be changing…?" Kline paused, reflecting on the internal connections between various elements, seeking inspiration: "This is connected to the 'Land of Night,' to the Antigonous family. And whatever monster is seated on the great throne within the ancient palace—regardless of who it is—must be an uncontrolled angel from the 'Seer' path. The very investigator involved, Charathus, is also an angel from the 'Seer' path. Moreover, the Antigonous family's notes, which provide the symbols, are closely linked to this path as well. Therefore, should the correct 'opening' symbol be related to the 'Seer' path?" The sequence 0 of the "Oracle" path is most commonly known as "The Fool"... This is certainly true, otherwise the holder of the "Card of Desecration" would never have been drawn to the summit of the Hornachis Mountains to become one of the Suspended. "The Fool... The Fool..." As he pondered the word "Fool," Caine suddenly thought of himself, of the mysterious symbol behind the high-backed chair representing him in the gray mist! Perhaps he could try it out? After a few seconds of careful consideration, Caine decided to take a bold step—there was no other option at the moment. He returned to the spire-shaped church, walking through the gaze of the Suspended, and reached the wall behind the statue, picking up the black basalt slab that had fallen once again. Once the slab was set in place and the door instantly became transparent, Caine snapped his fingers to ignite another tree, took a deep breath, and began to draw the symbol of "The Fool"—composed of a half "Eye Without Pupils" and a half "Twisted Line." Soon, he finished wrapping up, his spirit growing increasingly tense. Yet this time, the transparent door remained unchanged. It wasn't working... Klein's expression grew gradually bitter, doubting he would be trapped here forever, fighting off the extraordinary beings who arrived after him, until he starved or was consumed. He shook his head, letting go of the despair, refocusing his thoughts and searching for other clues: "This place is connected to the 'Land of Night,' and to the Antigonus family—both of which were destroyed by the Church of Night. "The rubber eraser angel, believed to be the 'Mother of Heaven,' is active beneath the Church of Saint Samuel of the Church of Night." "It's said that within the divine war ruins, the inhabitants vanish at night because of the lingering presence or power of the gods of the Night Domain." "Therefore, this is clearly a place deeply tied to the authority of Night—indeed, to the goddess of Night, I mean, the goddess herself." Klein grew more and more uneasy. He had originally intended to analyze the situation objectively, yet unconsciously, he had changed the name he used for "the Goddess of Night." This shift gave him a fresh perspective: "Perhaps we could try the emblem of the Dark Holy Order, or the symbol in Hermeticism that represents a goddess?" With a sense of having no other options, Klein exhaled and once again raised his right hand, sketching the simplified outline of the Dark Holy Order's emblem. …really, it works… Caine stared in astonishment at the scene, instinctively extending both hands to push open the door. The wind outside was light and cold, whispering softly. As Caine prepared to step out, he paused, lost in thought. Then, he tossed in a coin and performed a divination, receiving the clear sign that there was no danger from the outside. Immediately afterward, he feigned a gesture, drawing a "Red Moon" on his chest. After completing these actions, Caine stepped forward with his right foot, passing through the ethereal doorway. For a moment, his vision darkened, and he saw an endless night filled with brilliant stars. Then, he realized he stood atop a mountain, surrounded only by the lingering snow, jagged stones, and the morning sunlight. Out… safe? Caine didn’t pause to observe further—he simply made the "creeping hunger" transparent and began to activate his "travel" ability. If this succeeds, it means he has left the misty town and returned to the real world, allowing him to gradually step away from his current position and avoid danger; if it fails, he will quickly gain clarity about the situation and be ready to defend against potential attacks. Instantly, Klein's form faded and he vanished from his original spot, while before him, the red grew even deeper, the white brighter, and countless indescribable shadows became vivid. He has successfully entered the spiritual realm!