"Okay, I understand." Weinerson nodded slightly. At this time, Benjamin had already lit the cigar, took a puff, and blew out a ring of white smoke.
"Besides the path of a spiritual master, do you know or understand other paths?"
"Honestly, I'm quite interested. Mr. Benjamin, why do you ask that?" Weinerson looked at Benjamin who was smoking a cigar, and his expression suddenly fell into a trance, as if he was being scrutinized by a pair of indifferent eyes.
"It's nothing, I'm just curious." Benjamin sighed casually, and then said, "I have dabbled in certain knowledge and done some research on the human body. You may not understand it yet, well, to put it simply , I discovered that there are inconsistencies hidden in your astral body and etheric body."
Ancient alchemy? Well, it’s true that not many people know about alchemy nowadays!
After a moment, Weinerson looked grim and dismissed the association with alchemy from his mind. This ancient and obscure knowledge can easily make people dizzy just thinking about it. He looked up at Benjamin who was smoking a cigar opposite and asked again. :
"Is there something incongruous about me?"
Benjamin took the last puff of his cigar, thought for a moment and said:
"That's right. Think about it carefully. Has anything strange happened in recent times or come into contact with anyone?"
"Something strange?" Because the other party was Benjamin, most likely the Benjamin he knew, Weinerson did not resist the other party's question and subconsciously began to think about it:
If I really want to say it's strange, the strangest thing is that I traveled across time for no reason, and the people I met recently were quite mixed. Some of them were targeted by secret organizations and hunted in turns, and then they were watched by Eve, the King of Angels, and left the law. When I was in Sri Lanka, I met a little girl selling flowers and the artist Faye Edwardna, a middle-aged man who invited him to drink ginger beer for no reason, a fortune teller who gave divination for free, and a root hound...
I wonder if teachers and classmates at Honavitch University count? Do you guys in the Night Watch group count, or should I say my brothers and sisters...
Damn, if you think about it carefully, it feels like there is something wrong with everyone...even a dog. Weinerson thought carefully for a few minutes.
"I have indeed met a lot of people recently. They are very mysterious. I suspect there are hidden clergy among them."
Benjamin nodded gently and said:
"Perhaps they are not just priests."
Them? Refer to Him using personal pronouns? Has the secret of the old royal court been discovered?
Weinerson quietly activated his mental power and looked inside his etheric body. At a glance, his own aura was reflected in his eyes. Everything was normal. Even the motionless tentacle hidden in the deepest part did not appear. Showing special abnormalities.
"Can you see anything?" Weinerson put away his inner vision and asked tentatively.
Benjamin looked up and down, then shook his head and replied:
"Yes, but unfortunately, my body is not in the continent of Phaedras. The projection of one side of me standing in front of you now, the power of the projection can only show a little disharmony, and nothing else can be found."
Ah, this... doesn't it mean that if you say it, you haven't said it yet?
However, these big shots seem to have a common problem, they like to place their clones randomly, and the same goes for Eve before.
It's a pity that I only have the power of Sequence 1 now. Even on the old royal court, I can't see many things, only a hazy fog.
"Although I can't see clearly now, I can tell you clearly that the source of the incongruity smells like an angel, an ancient angel."
"Eve, Queen of Angels!"
Weinerson trembled inwardly, and immediately recalled the time when he saw the naked female angel's projection floating on Besik's body in the underground necropolis of the Night Watch headquarters, restraining himself with desire.
Could it be that at that time He had already looked at me because He glanced at me?
Weinerson frowned slightly, recalling the contaminated Besik, and thinking that he might be about to be targeted by the angel Eve, he quickly asked:
"Excuse me, if it is contaminated by the gaze of an ancient angel and loses control, I would like to know if the pollution can still be removed?"
He didn't know how the existence of a person like Mr. Benjamin viewed pollution, so he prepared corresponding explanations and descriptions.
Benjamin's appraising eyes suddenly froze, and he did not move for a long time, until finally he shook his head solemnly and said:
"There is no doubt that the contamination by the ancient angels, except for the gods, can only be suppressed, but cannot be eliminated."
"In the ranks of angels, lower angels are called land angels, and upper angels are called kings of angels. Ancient angels generally refer to the kings of angels who have survived from ancient times. They even come from the legends of mythical creations. The source of its pollution cannot be analyzed unless the true God comes forward."
"I see."
After listening, Weinerson was silent thoughtfully for a few seconds. His mind once again recalled the scene that night when the silver-haired boy was carrying the bronze lamp.
Now that I think about it, even if Besik is sent to the church headquarters and Triple Crown personally takes action...
It seems that there is still too little knowledge about the existence of angels at this level. Perhaps from the beginning, he became the master of the old royal court, playing the role of an ancient existence, and then to the favor of mentor Wright. Although there are dangers along the way, It has to be said that the danger level of this world in my heart has gradually decreased, and I am even bolder. Subconsciously, I have a feeling of being the protagonist of the era.
I am just a Sequence 1, a Sequence 1 who has just touched the extraordinary power, and those demigods, saints, angels, and even the king of angels are all existences that cannot be looked directly at. There is no true god in the world, and angels are invincible!
"I haven't finished what I just said. One of the incongruities in your body comes from an ancient female angel. She must be Eve. In addition, there are several saints and demigods... .Strictly speaking, your spiritual body is almost completely occupied by these incongruities." He said in a slightly low voice.
"There's more than one? It's almost full?"
Weinerson was completely stunned. If the other person was not Benjamin, not an angel, not the favored son of the gods, then this sentence was enough for Weinerson to blow the opponent's head off and see if he dared to curse himself like this.
"But you don't have to worry. Since Wright didn't do anything, it means everything is under control." Benjamin took out another cigar, cut off the cap with silver-white cigar pliers and said:
"It's a pity that my real body is not here, otherwise I could help you see more clearly."
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Benjamin. I must be grateful for your kindness."
"Well, the good time is always short. As a projection, I have stayed here long enough, and now it is time to leave."
"When you leave, do you mean going to a new place or returning to your true nature?" Weinerson asked in shock.
Benjamin held the cigar and sighed as he explained:
"It's not a return to the original body. There are too many original projections on this continent, all of which are completing different tasks. My task has been completed. Now I'm going to find other projections to help them complete the corresponding tasks."
Um... Why does it sound like they are so sane? They are projections, but they understand this matter so clearly and can still cooperate. This is too scary.
Weinerson nodded solemnly and said: "I hope all tasks will be completed successfully."
"Well, if nothing else, it should be possible." Benjamin took a puff of his cigar, and then took off a blue-gray jewelry from his collar.
This is an exquisite, ancient round gold coin with many peculiar patterns on it that makes it full of mysterious charm, but there is no standard amount.
"This is for you. It is an item that all our projections carry with them. It is called a gold coin of destiny. When you are in danger, you only need to inject spiritual power into it, and you can randomly obtain magical power. The more spiritual power you inject, the stronger your power will be. The more powerful it is, it is comparable to a level 1 sealed object." Benjamin held the coin, weighed it twice in his hand, and explained in detail.
By injecting spiritual power, can you randomly obtain magical power? Is this a magical item? Weinerson was surprised and delighted. He did not expect to obtain another magical item comparable to a level 1 sealed object in a short period of time.
