"You don't have to look at me in surprise. Regarding the choice of priesthood, my first choice is to recommend the 'Pied Piper' path of blasphemous cards. The priests who master this sequence path have a comprehensive understanding of mysterious knowledge such as time, darkness, and destiny. He knows a lot of ritual magic and has a unique way of distorting time, destiny, and absorbing dark power."
"However, the disadvantages are also obvious. They can easily perceive certain existences hidden behind darkness, time, and destiny. They must be cautious and full of respect for non-cognitive things."
Distorting time, setting destiny, and obtaining the favor of darkness are really powerful abilities. It’s strange, I’m actually a little moved?
Weinerson nodded slightly, put his thoughts back, and asked instead:
"The second recommendation is the Dream Stealer path?"
"Yes, the 'Dream Stealer' path is also the essential path of the Sleeping and Crimson God. If you touch this kind of blasphemous card, you will gain extraordinary powers such as night, crimson, and secret. Especially after the 'exchange', you can also have the ability to drive Many occult abilities in terms of demons and holiness.”
"In the initial level of the Dream Stealer path, you will have the ability to walk in the dark to avoid being attacked by unintelligent undead. You can also sneak into other people's subconscious. To give an inappropriate example, this is a bit like a ghost. Other than that, In addition, you will also gain super fighting ability. You should be able to guess that 'Dream Stealer' was my original choice." Joseph described in detail.
"Swap?"
Weinerson keenly captured the word 'transfer' uttered from Joseph's mouth. The original owner had no knowledge of such words in his memory.
However, if you change the word, it sounds a bit like choice and advancement. This should be related to the extraordinary ability itself.
Seeing Weinerson's thoughtful expression, Joseph Paxton paused and said:
"I'm sorry, I just said something that was hard for you to understand. I didn't think it through. You haven't officially become a priest yet, so you don't understand 'exchange' well enough."
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Joseph, I also want to know what 'exchange' means."
Weinerson finished speaking softly, then closed his mouth, preparing to listen quietly to the next story.
"About 'transposition', you can understand 'displacement'."
"Demigods should have heard that before a priest can become a demigod, he needs to 'replace' his own extraordinary power, which must be completed in the Sequence 4 path, and most of the 'replacements' allow the sequencer to possess considerable Ying’s extraordinary power.”
"For example, giving corresponding contributions, losing corresponding to winning, plants corresponding to animals, etc., we call it 'out of order' authority. Of course, there are a few special ways to 'switch' it into 'normal order' authority, but these things are not useful to you at the moment. Say, it’s quite a long time ago.”
Out of order, normal order, losing corresponds to winning, and requesting corresponds to dedication...
Unexpectedly, the blasphemy card also hides the secret of 'exchange', and two different powers can exist together at the same time.
This is completely divorced from my previous imagination and understanding of extraordinary power. To a certain extent, it is a perfect presentation of paradox.
"Officer Joseph, could you please tell me what is the 'replacement' of the spiritual master of Sequence Path 9? Or what kind of ability is it? I...I am curious, because you said before that it is a failed Sequence Path."
Weinerson tried hard not to behave abnormally. With genuine curiosity, he asked:
"The 'switch' and ability of the spiritual master?"
"The question you asked is not accurate enough. It should be that after touching the Path 9 Spirit Master Blasphemy Card, what abilities will you gain after reaching Sequence 4 and 'switching'?"
Joseph shook his head and smiled, his gray-blue eyes and face turned away from Weinerson, and he turned to look at the red moon and said:
"Psychic power, perception, and many auxiliary powers. Of course, it doesn't mean that you can immediately understand and master them by touching the profane cards. The mentalist path only allows you to be qualified to learn these abilities."
"But since I mentioned this matter, I can tell you that the Sequence Path 9 Spiritual Master was once defined as the most aggressive extraordinary path in the distant Third Age. But now it seems that it lacks directness. Hehe, you should be able to imagine that apart from perception, mental power is not suitable for encounters at all. This kind of method may be more professional in finding things, spying on secrets, and tracking such events."
Because it lacks sufficient means to deal with the enemy, is the psychiatrist path called a failed path?
Since it's such a waste, why is it called the most aggressive extraordinary path in the Third Age?
No, what’s not smooth about this is that Officer Joseph’s description of the Sequence Path 9 mentalist only mentioned spirit, secret peeping, and perception. However, when I was in the old royal court, Grott mentioned telekinesis, control, etc. vocabulary.
And after encountering the intruder tonight, I used my mental power to cooperate with my own spiritual power, and successfully controlled the quill, my mental power, and my own spiritual power... Could it be that...
Weinerson, who fell into silence, suddenly woke up. There seemed to be a torrent pouring out of his mind, breaking through the blocked thresholds in his mind, and he suddenly realized something.
Joseph Paxton saw this and smiled and said:
"You don't need to think about spiritual masters. Since this sequence lacks the means to deal with enemies, when you arrive at St. Honavitch University, the school's professors will tell you how to correctly choose the priesthood path. You know, this kind of sequence path may not always be possible." Comparable firearms..."
"Okay, Officer Joseph, thank you for your guidance. I will consider it carefully."
"Well, that's it for today."
After saying that, Joseph took off the half-high silk hat on his head, bowed slightly, walked slowly past Weinerson, and walked towards the dark alley just north of Mink Street.
Weinerson did not speak and did not give an answer immediately. Of course, he had no way to give an answer. He could only bow silently and watch silently.
Joseph walked halfway, just when his body was about to be submerged in the darkness, his raised steps stopped and he turned to look at Weinerson:
"There is no force in this. No matter which priesthood path you choose, you must follow your innermost will. Don't underestimate this will. At some point, it will save you and prevent you from losing control and falling into the abyss."
After saying that, Joseph's figure completely disappeared into the darkness. Weinerson stared at the direction in which he disappeared, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.
If I hadn't entered the Old King's Court, maybe I would have really chosen the Piper or Dream Stealer path, but after entering the Old King's Court, perhaps a spiritualist would be the most suitable path for me.
Although I am not a real god, even though the spiritual master lacks clear power to deal with the enemy, even though I always suffer from the illusory whispers of madness and depravity, you are right, you must follow your inner choice...
Weinerson laughed at himself, restrained his divergent thoughts, and looked up at the two crimson moons. The surrounding space became illusory, peeling off and collapsing bit by bit, and finally returned to calm.
He was still lying on the bed, with his eyes open, quietly looking at the faint crimson coming in from the window, and looking at Jason's diary covered with gauze spread out on the table.
Occasionally, a black wild cat would jump quickly outside the window, which would startle a dog barking downstairs. A hungover homeless man on the street would occasionally mumble some incomprehensible words in his sleep.
This kind of noise did not destroy the tranquility of the moment. It was like a dark and deep pool. It didn't have many ripples or splashes, but it could silently drown people's hearts.
Time passed bit by bit. When the crimson faded, the east was red, and the distant and ethereal bells of St. Honavitch's Cathedral were heard in the distance, Weinerson was already fully dressed, picked up the toiletries, and walked to the end of the corridor on the second floor. Public restrooms.
