Lord of the Mysteries

Oh no! I’ve been controlled by the puppet!

Captain and company are either unconscious… or have yet to recover. They can’t even get up… They will not be able to… wake me up in time…

No… I have to… save myself!

Everything before Klein’s eyes was happening in slow motion. All his joints and his brain seemed to have been coated with an ever-thickening layer of glue.

He had no interest in becoming a human-version puppet, so he seized the opportunity of not being fully controlled by trying his best to seek a way to save himself.

I definitely can’t… hit myself… There must be an… external force…

External force… I’ll give it a try… There’s no time for hesitation… Without the luxury of time to think through things, Klein came to an idea in less than three seconds. He moved his “rusty” knee joint and took a counterclockwise step.

At the same time, he did not try to escape the invisible rope that “hung” around his throat. All he did was recite inwardly.

Blessings Stem… From The… Immortal Lord of… Heaven and Earth…

He wanted to use the mysterious world above the gray fog to awaken him and escape Sealed Artifact 2-049’s assimilation!

Creak! Creak! Creak! Klein’s knees and ankles let out an involved ear-piercing sound. With a slow contorted step, he took another step counterclockwise.

Blessings Stem… From The Sky Lord… of Heaven and Earth.

Klein’s thoughts turned increasingly sluggish as he felt as though he was a computer that had all sorts of bloatware and every antivirus software installed. He lifted his left foot in a jerky manner as he took another step in the required spot.

Blessings Stem… From The… Exalted Thearch…

Klein’s thought processes turned more and more rigid and sluggish. He took the final step purely out of instinct.

At that point, he knew he was almost fully under the puppet’s control. Even if Aiur Harson could get up in time to save him, he would probably be unable to be awakened.

But his strong desire to live made him chant the final line of the incantation.

Blessings… Stem… From The… Celestial… Worthy…

Just as he finished his incantation, the extremely chaotic and hysterical shouts and murmurs sounded. They quickly took over every corner of Klein’s sluggish thoughts, shattering them in the process and reducing them to thoughts he had no control over.

Klein’s brain became a boiling pot of potpourri as his stiff body turned light while his spirituality lifted.

Endless grayish-white fog and the dark red stars of varying distances appeared once again before his eyes. It was vast, mysterious, vague, and blurry.

Klein’s confused mind quickly settled down as he finally regained his ability to think, only to see the magnificent palace.

“Phew… Thankfully, it worked.” he whispered with a lingering fear.

According to his previous observations, he knew that once someone fell under the control of Sealed Artifact 2-049, it was equivalent to death. Normally, there was no medicine that could save the victim.

above the gray fog was not considered normal at

began considering the situation

here the entire

and gather over, I won’t be able to

right now, I only have the shell of my body, nothing more zombielike than

there’s no way to guarantee my safety… What if I get controlled by

…

smacked himself in

gotten used to my status as

sentence, he appeared at the seat of honor in front

a fountain pen appeared out of thin

on an illusory piece of

real world is very

pendulum from his packet. After a few Gatherings, he discovered that the items he brought on him were projected above

with his left hand as he allowed the topaz to nearly

his eyes. He calmly repeated the words on the piece

real

…

the real world

…

times, Klein

eyes and saw the topaz slowly oscillating, guiding the silver

counterclockwise is negative… Returning to the real world is very safe… Klein heaved a sigh of relief as he habitually stored the chain away. Then, he released his spirituality and wrapped his body

daze in his original position. He saw the brown puppet, halfway out

about to try to move his arm to determine his condition, he suddenly heard a voice concealed within the

You can be saved as long as you promise me one

to help me take that

I know you are still capable of completing that

right. It will not repeatedly influence the same person. There will be a break… Klein was shocked,

I know you are a Seer. I also know that the Church

not, I wouldn’t have dared return. To show you

nearly did not

never made the connection between Seer

about to become the head honchos

me, you no longer have much time left to waste.” The voice sounded with the wind again. The distant Dunn and Lorotta were still unconscious. Borgia seemed heavily injured as he moaned without moving. Aiur Harson and Leonard Mitchell were in

he secretly returned in a bid

said that he was a Seer, Klein attempted using the thought processes

he divined ‘hope.’ He believed that Monster Bieber would be destroyed and that we would suffer a

likely divined that it would contain immense risk. Therefore, he is suspecting Captain and Madam Lorotta are feigning their unconsciousness, or that this is a trap laid

waited any longer, Mr. Aiur Harson and company would have regained some of their combat strength. Secondly, he belittles me and thinks it

a Seer very well and is confident that I’m unable to escape the puppet’s control… He

angle, this also means that the luck enhancement

no longer sluggish, Klein felt that his line of reasoning was clear. He was quite confident of the thoughts and goals of

believed not one bit of it. Cannon fodder did not