I have a Synthesizer

Late at night, Klein lay in bed, his fingertips swirling with his unique arcane energy. Because the Demon Sealing Chains blocked his other magic, he had no way to test the effect of mixing this arcane energy with other magic.

He wasn't planning on breaking out of prison right now. Forgetting about destroying the Demon Sealing Chains, lest it cause unnecessary trouble.

Having broken through to the Fourth Order, Klein now needed to take some time to settle down. He hadn't yet figured out the specifics of his abilities after the Fourth Order.

The added effects of Shadow and Bone, how large and strong the King of Decay form could be, he didn't know. He hadn't done any Bone Enhancement either.

After fusing with the arcane energy, the ceiling suddenly developed a trace of connection with Klein's mind.

In his mind, Klein tried to change the shape of the ceiling, first flattening it, rounding it, and then making it into all sorts of strange shapes.

The stones used to build the prison were very hard. At this time, under the stimulation of the arcane energy, they became like a semi-liquid substance, feeling like something between mud and plasticine, with extremely high plasticity.

Klein's playfulness arose, being able to change the shape of other substances, this was a bit interesting.

With his mind, he gradually pinched the ceiling above his head into an upside-down castle. After finishing, he nodded in satisfaction, but he was still a little unsatisfied.

Then he looked at the ceiling of the next bed. Above the head of the bed next to him, he pinched a strange human face, and then the third bed was a giraffe, a bat, a giant panda, a toilet…

Anyway, Klein pinched whatever he thought of, until he exhausted all of his arcane energy, and the time had come to the morning of the next day.

A prisoner opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was definitely the ceiling above his head, but now there was a strange magical beast with a very long neck on his ceiling, its neck even stretched to his face. How could he not panic?

"Ghost!"

As soon as this person cried out, the other prisoners also woke up one after another, looking at the various inverted models or statues hanging above their heads, everyone had a creepy feeling.

Especially the guy opposite Klein, Klein pinched a mermaid for him, the bottom was human-shaped, with a good figure, but the top was very strange, it was a fish head, and it was quite realistic.

"What the hell is this?"

The prisoner's shouts quickly attracted the guards from the Security Department. After checking the situation in the cell, the guards' expressions also became strange.

Krimmer, who received the news, quickly came to Klein's cell. Seeing the unharmed Klein, he knew that his cell plan had failed.

Then Krimmer looked at the various sculptures on the ceiling, and his eyes also became strange. He looked at Klein.

"Did you make these strange sculptures?"

"How is that possible? I'm not an earth-type mage, and I'm still wearing this."

Klein raised the Demon Sealing Chains on his hand and said casually.

Krimmer looked at Klein and narrowed his eyes. The other party was a member of the Jay Sect. Annabelle had made it very clear that hard violence should not be used against members of the Jay Sect, otherwise they might be retaliated against.

Krimmer cherished his little life, so he didn't use force against Klein, but only used some methods commonly used by the Security Department and the Black Cross to coerce Klein. If Klein could submit, it would be a great achievement, but now it seems that there is no effect.

Obviously, Klein was no longer someone that Krimmer, a small Security Department captain, could handle. He said to Klein:

"Come with me, Lady Annabelle wants to see you."

"Annabelle?"

Klein thought of this fat woman. Esmond was somewhat afraid of this woman, and Klein certainly wouldn't underestimate her.

……

Originally, Klein thought he would be taken to the interrogation room for questioning, but when he arrived at his destination, he realized that he had come to the rooftop of Grischill Security Department, and Annabelle was standing on the roof eating some kind of snack.

After Krimmer sent Klein to the rooftop, he said:

"Go, Lady Annabelle wants to talk to you alone."

After speaking, Krimmer locked the iron door of the rooftop and turned to go downstairs.

Klein didn't think much, and walked towards Annabelle. Annabelle didn't turn her head to look at him, but stretched out the bag of snacks in her hand and handed it to Klein.

"Fried thorny bird eyeballs and tongues, the taste is excellent, would you like some?"

While saying this, Annabelle turned her head, her expression didn't seem to be fake, she was really asking Klein if he wanted to eat something.

Klein wasn't polite either, he picked up an eyeball and put it in his mouth, crunchy, the taste was indeed good.

"It's quite delicious, but I still want to know, what do you mean by calling me to this place? I've already said what should be said."

Annabelle suddenly opened her mouth, the opening of her mouth was not like that of ordinary humans, the thorny bird eyeballs and tongues in the handmade bag were quickly poured into her mouth.

After chewing a few times, Annabelle swallowed the food in her mouth in one gulp.

"You also said that you have said what should be said, which means that you didn't say a word about what couldn't be said. There are indeed traces of Edward and His Majesty at the scene, but there are no traces of fighting between the two sides, which is the biggest flaw.

Moreover, I checked the buildings destroyed by the arcane tide, as well as those who were eroded by the arcane energy, they were all destroyed by pure arcane power, and there was no ability mixed with fire or frost.

It is indeed a good way to lead things to Edward and His Majesty, but your ability to make up stories can only be said to be so-so.

The forbidden area is already the place to seal the wraith of Hotzworg. I didn't come back for the changes two years ago, so Teacher Adolf didn't go in either, so only Esmond is clear.

The person who can trigger the arcane energy tide must be an arcane mage, so the biggest suspect is either you or Esmond."

Klein nodded calmly.

"These seem to be just Miss Annabelle's guesses, right? Then what?"

Annabelle smiled. She thought Klein was a smart person, so she told him these things. Annabelle took out an analysis report on the arcane energy tide and handed it to Klein.

"This is an analysis report on this arcane energy tide, you can take a look."