Build an ancient-level power in the nightmare world

The colorful light emitted by the starlight lantern ripples outwards from the silver base like waves.

The rhythmic light fell on Chris, adding to his mystique.

He had now entered the mysterious space and was standing quietly in front of the silver pedestal, looking at the secret box on the pedestal, and carefully opening it.

Inside the secret box, a simple wooden box rests quietly.

He took the wooden box out of the secret box and gently placed it next to it.

A thoughtful look crossed Chris's eyes as he gazed at the wooden box.

It's pretty much confirmed that Vivian and Chase aren't ordinary people, but there's one thing he still can't figure out.

What is their purpose in moving into apartment 037?

Is this really targeting him?

He tried to recall his past memories.

Most of the original owner's memories were already blurred. The only time he could think of when his abnormality might be exposed was the moment two days ago in the corridor of Madison Asset Management Company.

At that time, besides him, only Benjamin was in the corridor.

Benjamin is known to be an extraordinary being.

Furthermore, the four holy paths that Benjamin provided to Cole all correspond to the four Holy Spirits worshipped by the official Holy Spirit Church. From this, it can be inferred that Benjamin is very likely an extraordinary being with an official background.

Chris was aware of only two Extraordinary organizations with official backing: the Torchbearers and the Hand of Eternal Silence.

There's also the Mechanical Heart that Jack mentioned, which should also be an organization of extraordinary individuals, but he couldn't be sure if this organization also had an official background.

The Immorales Funeral Home where Chess works was a base for torchbearers decades ago.

Based on this known information, Chris can be fairly certain that Chase and Vivian are most likely members of the Torchbearers.

Similarly, it can be inferred that Benjamin was most likely also one of the torchbearers, and that he, Chase, and Vivian should know each other.

"It seems that something was indeed exposed in the corridor, attracting the attention of the torchbearers..."

Chris frowned in thought, a new question popping into his mind.

"This world openly restricts the dissemination of genuine occult knowledge, yet secretly allows the Obsidian Tongue Church to organize occult gatherings. This inevitably leads more people into the field of occultism. Why is that?"

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Instead of blocking, we should guide and channel.

The authorities tacitly allow the Obsidian Tongue Church to privately organize gatherings of occult enthusiasts, bringing together enthusiasts in a region to more easily manage and monitor potential threats from extraordinary forces.

If this is indeed the official intention, then similar gatherings of occult enthusiasts are probably scattered throughout the empire.

The organizations that organize these gatherings are most likely not extraordinary individuals with official backing, but they must have some connection with the government.

This raises another question.

Since the official authorities of this world tacitly allow ordinary people to access knowledge of the occult, what is so special about him that the Torchbearers would pay such attention to him, even sending two members to infiltrate his side?

"Could it be that they've discovered the secret of the Star Key in my mind?" Chris's pupils contracted slightly at this thought.

But he quickly shook his head, dismissing the guess.

Benjamin is a spirit messenger inscribed with three holy seals, and he walks the holy path of the Echo Wall.

Although the other party possesses the ability to manipulate memories, using this power often requires specific tools and rituals.

When they were in the corridor, the other party simply did not have the opportunity to use their abilities.

Aside from Holy Paths like the Echo Wall Holy Path that can manipulate memories, it is virtually impossible for other Holy Path Extraordinaries that Chris knows of to read the thoughts of others.

Simply observing changes in another person's spiritual aura can only provide a rough indication of their current emotions and physical condition; it does not achieve the effect of mind reading.

After a moment of contemplation, Chris concluded that this was most likely a problem left over from the original owner of the body.

This question involves the truth behind the original owner's death, which he has always been very curious about, and he has also obtained some clues through astrology.

However, these clues are too scattered and point to some people and events from decades ago.

It will probably take a long time to find out all of this.

Moreover, he had a premonition that the process of pursuing the truth would not be smooth sailing.

But there was no way for him to avoid all of this.

Extraordinary powers attract each other; this was no longer just his previous conjecture, but a fact confirmed by Benjamin and Cole's conversation.

Once you embark on the path to sainthood, there is no turning back; this is no empty statement.

Call ~

Chris let out a soft breath, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts.

Since things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time.

Right now, he needs to figure out what exactly Vivian and Chase sent him.

He sketched the outline of the Star Key in his mind, slowly activated his spiritual vision, and precisely focused the effect of his spiritual vision on a small area in front of him.

This area completely covers the wooden box on the base.

Sensing the faint spiritual fluctuations emanating from the wooden box, Chris carefully opened it.

After opening the wooden box, he saw several seashells of different sizes.

Upon closer inspection, Chris noticed that the seashells were strung together by thin white threads.

He carefully picked up the largest shell with his index finger and thumb and slowly lifted it out of the wooden box.

As the largest seashell was slowly lifted, the smaller seashells below were also pulled up along with it by the thin threads.

He looked at the string of seashells in his hand, and with a slight thought, a few strands of spiritual energy emanated from his body, gently sensing and guiding the rhythm of the surrounding airflow.

Soon, a gentle breeze suddenly arose around him, stirring the string of seashells in his hand. The seashells collided with each other, making a crisp, light sound.

This is a string of seashell wind chimes.

The style is very ordinary, and it doesn't look like a valuable item.

This also fits perfectly with the identities Vivian and Chase are currently posing as.

But through his psychic vision, Chris noticed that several seashells were faintly glowing with a subtle spiritual light.

These spiritual lights outlined unique symbols on the seashell.

Chris didn't have much knowledge of symbols in the field of occultism.

He had no idea what the specific function of these symbols was.

But he guessed that this might be some kind of surveillance method.

Perhaps it is used to sense specific extraordinary powers or special auras.

After checking it several times, Chris carefully put the wind chime back into the wooden box.

The most urgent task is to figure out what the symbols on the wind chime are for.

After all, since the other party gave it to him, he couldn't just throw it away.

Perhaps the other party has some means to sense the movement of this wind chime.

He was still completely uneasy about leaving the wind chime at his residence.

He suddenly had a thought: should he bring Benjamin into this space and try to find out the purpose of these symbols?

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

He couldn't find a suitable reason to ask Benjamin.

Moreover, he had already sensed the aura of those two Wind Avatar Saint Seals.

At this moment, those two auras were not in the Star Boundary.

He recalled that the occult gatherings contained books containing information about occult symbols.

However, the last rally just ended not long ago, and the time and place of the next one will not be known until the 1st of next month through the Rom Morning Post.

The interval was too long, and he was getting impatient.

How to acquire this knowledge as quickly as possible has become his most pressing concern.

Chris closed the wooden box, but did not immediately put it back into the secret box.

His gaze was unfocused, his mind racing.

Suddenly, he thought of someone—Logan.

The other party is a deacon of the Obsidian Tongue Church, so they should have access to such information.

He didn't have the other party's contact information, but the other party had promised to send him the obsidian via the Imperial Post Office.

At that time, he might be able to contact the sender through the address on the package.

I just hope the other party doesn't use a fake shipping address.

Before that, he could ask Colin about the situation when he went to work tomorrow.

The other party had been a follower of the Church of Obsidian Tongue for some time and certainly knew far more about the church than he did.

After deciding on his next steps, Chris deactivated his psychic vision.

He closed the secret box, but did not put the wooden box inside.

He didn't want the wind chimes in his home until he figured out their specific purpose.

Chris then communicated with the Star Key and left the mysterious space.

……

Room 101, Apartment 037 Nottingham Street.

The sound of running water could be heard from the washroom.

A moment later, the bathroom door opened, and Vivian walked out slowly.

She had changed into pajamas, her wet hair wrapped in a white towel, and a few damp strands still remained at her temples.

She was the only one in the room.

Upon entering the bedroom, Vivian did not immediately go to bed. Instead, she took out a palm-sized notebook with a brown cover from the bedside table.

She sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the pen clipped to her notebook, and began to quickly jot something down on the pages.

But the pen seemed to be out of ink; the nib glided quickly across the paper, leaving only shallow marks.

Vivian didn't care at all and continued to record her notes.

After a moment, she smiled with satisfaction and put the notebook back in the bedside table.

……

The Torchbearer's basement, on the second basement level of Madison Asset Management.

Benjamin, who was sitting quietly at his desk, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were calm and expressionless.

Because he had prepared ample spiritual resources before entering the astral realm, he did not immediately return to reality after leaving the mysterious space.

He lingered in the astral plane for a moment, sorting through all the information he had gathered that night, and calming his mind before returning from the astral plane.

As soon as he returned to reality, he sensed a rustling sound coming from the drawer beside him.

He opened the drawer beside him, and after seeing what was inside, his gaze sharpened slightly.