Lord of the Mysteries

Not only did they speak the same Loen language, they also shared the same grim and tense vibes.

Where am I? What do I plan to do here? I would like to know too… Calming himself down, Zhou Mingrui silently repeated the questions posed by the two.

What left the deepest impression on him were neither the sentences formed by words nor the meanings behind them, but the display of bewilderment, vigilance, panic, and reverence by the couple!

For some baffling reason, two people had been mysteriously dragged into this world surrounded by gray fog. As the perpetrator, Zhou Mingrui was already feeling abnormally dumbfounded and startled, let alone the couple who was pulled into this mess completely passively!

For them, such events and encounters might already be beyond their imaginations, right?

Momentarily, Zhou Mingrui thought of two options: The first option was feigning victimhood to hide his true identity, and in turn gain a considerable amount of trust. He could then take a wait-and-see approach and take advantage of his circumstances where necessary. The other option was to maintain his mysterious identity in the eyes of the couple. He could then affect the subsequent development while gleaning valuable information from them.

Without the luxury of time to deliberate over the situation, he grasped hold of the thought that flashed across his mind. He made an immediate decision to try out the second idea.

Exploit the psychological state of the others to gain the greatest advantage for himself!

After a few seconds of silence in the fog, Zhou Mingrui chuckled. With a low but not heavy tone, he calmly spoke as though he was replying to the polite greetings from the visitors, “An attempt.”

An attempt… an attempt? Audrey Hall looked at the mysterious guy veiled in the grayish-white fog, and the only thought was that whatever was happening was absurd, funny, horrifying, and weird.

She was at the dressing table inside her bedroom only moments ago. But just by turning around, she had “come” into this place that was filled with gray fog!

How inconceivable!

Audrey took a breath, revealing an impeccable, courteous smile. She asked in a somewhat perturbed way, “Sir, is the attempt over? Might you permit our return?”

Alger Wilson also had the intentions to probe Zhou Mingrui in a similar fashion, but his rich experience made him statelier. He held back his impulse and only took on the role of a silent onlooker.

Zhou Mingrui looked at the questioner. Looking through the hazy mist, he could roughly see the silhouette of the person in question. It was a tall girl with smooth blond hair, but her exact countenance could not be seen clearly.

He did not rush to reply the girl’s question but turned around to look at the man. He had messy dark-blue hair, as well as a medium stature that was not considered stout.

Zhou Mingrui suddenly realized something. Once he became stronger or had a deeper understanding of the foggy world, perhaps it was possible for him to see through the fog and discern the girl and the man.

In this situation, they are the visitors, and I’m the master!

After changing his mindset, Zhou Mingrui instantly noticed details that he had neglected earlier on.

looked considerably incorporeal. Tainted by a faint

on the connection between the crimson red and himself, an intangible connection that only he himself

Zhou Mingrui nodded mildly and looked at the blond, chuckling. “Of course, if

ill intention from his tone, Audrey heaved a sigh of relief. She believed that since a

somewhat mollified, she surprisingly was in no hurry to request her leave. She rolled her virid eyes left and

an anxious, anticipative and tempted manner, “This is such a wonderful experience… Yes, I have always been hoping that something like this would happen. I mean—I like mysteries and supernatural miracles. No, my point is—what I mean is that, Sir, what can

her words. The dream that sprouted in her as a result of listening to thrilling fantasies as told by her elders finally saw the

words, she had already forgotten all her

also like to know the answer…

to the question

of him to talk while standing. Shouldn’t he be in a palace, sitting at the head

started

of towering stone pillars around them. Above them was a vast dome that encapsulated

edifice looked magnificent, grand and lofty, just like a legendary

dome where the gray fog gathered, a long, bronze table appeared with ten high-back chairs on either side in a symmetrical arrangement. The back of each chair dazzled and shone faintly with crimson

Alger sat face-to-face, sitting next to the Seat of

her sides, and could

extended his right hand and caressed the edge of the bronze

few seconds of silence, he suddenly opened his mouth, and answered Audrey’s question in place of Zhou

“Are you a Loen?

a Beyonder, join the Churches of either the Evernight Goddess, the Lord of Storms, or

not meet a Beyonder our entire lives. This has caused churches, and even some clergies within some of the biggest churches, to suspect the same. While this is the case, I am certain to tell you that Beyonders still exist in

to present himself as paying little attention to

“Iron Age” referred to the current epoch,

to Alger

including the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punisher, and the Machinery Hivemind, but I don’t want

given challenges, you can only seek the royal families and the few nobles with family

in a fluster. After confirming that both the “mysterious

later, he turned around to look

any comment, he looked back at Audrey and said with deliberation,

Mingrui muttered to

clearly knew what

replied unhurriedly, “As you know, humanity can only depend on potions to become real Beyonders, while the names of potions come from the ‘Blasphemy Slate.’ After constant translations intoJotun 1 , Elvish, ancient and modern Hermes, and ancient Feysac, they have undergone

will be able to walk about freely as though you were on land. You will also gain immense strength and illusory scales under your skin. They will enable you