Chapter 222: Convergence Effect

Chapter 222: Convergence Effect

Eight o’clock at night, Harvest Church.

Klein, who had already changed back into his normal outfit, quietly looked around by pressing the brim of his top hat, then stepped into the hall and walked toward Emlyn White, who stood before three rows of candlelight on the right.

At the vampire’s feet was a black suitcase. Its surface seemed covered by a layer of “spirituality wall.”

Sensing Sherlock Moriarty enter, Emlyn first showed joy, then immediately revealed a guarded expression.

He bent to grab the suitcase and retreated several steps diagonally backward, drawing closer to Father Utravsky, who was praying with full concentration.

He’s afraid I’ll snatch the Beyonder materials by force… Klein stopped three meters away and said with a smile, “Let me verify first whether those are the two materials I need.”

Emlyn White reached up to smooth his hair, raised the suitcase to chest height, and undid the latch with a snap.

The “spirituality wall” shattered immediately, turning into a light breeze that swept through the prayer hall.

Klein, who had already activated his spirit vision, immediately saw waves of strange, dazzling radiance—the spiritual brilliance released by numerous Beyonder characteristics.

Inside the suitcase were two small boxes. One was made of white tin, carved with many patterns, ancient and heavy; the other was a simple cardboard box.

Holding the black suitcase with one hand, Emlyn opened the dull silver-white tin box. Inside was an item resembling a walnut stripped of its shell. It was yellowish brown, with raised and sunken patterns like the grooves of a brain.

As the candle flame swayed, it constantly changed shape. At times it became grayish white and developed wrinkles; at times it became dark brown and extremely smooth; at times the two colors intertwined, outlining a “face” without features.

The moment he saw it, Klein felt the potion power that he had already completely digested and assimilated stir slightly, like a magnet encountering its opposite pole.

He used his Clown abilities to control his body, suppressing the feeling of mutual attraction. Inwardly, he already understood that this was the genuine mutated brain pituitary gland of a Thousand-faced Hunter.

It seems Emperor Roselle’s guess in his diary is quite possibly correct: High-Sequence items of the same pathway intermittently and unconsciously attract mid- and low-Sequence Beyonders toward them, and they tend to gather together… Although the Thousand-faced Hunter’s mutated brain pituitary gland is still very far from High Sequence and does not possess that wondrous attraction, its Beyonder characteristics are already highly concentrated. Combined with the fact that I have already digested the Sequence 7 potion, when the two are close enough, similar signs appear…

I did not notice it before because, first, the corresponding Beyonder materials were of low grade, and second, my own strength was poor and my Sequence was not high enough… Right. Every time I digest a potion, there seems to appear around me an illusory starry sky, containing many points of brilliance. They attract one another, trying to draw closer… Perhaps this is the image of the law of convergence among Beyonder characteristics within the same pathway. And the greater the “mass,” the stronger the gravitational pull…

Then, do Beyonder characteristics of neighboring pathways follow this law as well?

Klein’s expression did not change as he recalled the records from Roselle’s diary and combined them with his own three potion-digestion experiences, roughly confirming the existence of a certain law.

Emlyn White glanced at him warily, swiftly closed the tin box, and opened the cardboard box beside it.

The inside of the cardboard box was padded with dense cotton. At the center lay a glass bottle capable of holding 200 milliliters of liquid. Half of it was empty, while the rest flowed with a viscous, watery substance that could alter its…