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

pacing a few times, Klein began considering the situation he

stay here the entire time,

gather over, I won’t be able to explain

are right now, I only have the shell

and return, there’s no way to guarantee my safety… What if I get controlled

…

his dilemma, Klein suddenly smacked himself in the forehead and

like I haven’t gotten used

seat of honor in front of the long bronze table, sitting on

a fountain pen appeared out of thin

a sentence on an illusory piece

to the real world is very

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

his left hand as he allowed the topaz to

He calmly repeated the words on the piece

the real world is very

…

the real

…

Klein completed the divination with spirit

eyes and saw the topaz slowly oscillating, guiding the silver

while counterclockwise is negative… Returning to the real world is very safe… Klein heaved a sigh of relief as he habitually stored the

fog and deep red stars turned ethereal and charged upward. Klein soon saw himself still in a daze in his original position. He saw the brown puppet, halfway out of the chest. He also noticed that the Sealed Artifact had apparently

about to try to move his arm to determine his condition, he

be saved

is to help me take

you are still capable of

repeatedly influence the same person. There will be a break… Klein was shocked, but he

I also know that the Church of the Evernight Goddess does not

not, I wouldn’t have dared return. To show you my sincerity, I can now

Secret Order… Klein nearly did not

connection between

become the head honchos of

Believe 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

a bid to fish in troubled waters… Upon hearing the voice, all

attempted using

Monster Bieber would be

take the notebook by himself or deal with us directly because he likely divined that it would contain immense risk. Therefore, he is

divinations to determine my present state partially because firstly, he might not have the time. If he waited any longer, Mr. Aiur Harson and company would have regained some of their combat strength. Secondly, he belittles me and thinks it

and is confident that I’m unable to escape the puppet’s control… He is using me as cannon fodder to

this also means that the luck enhancement ritual does not

reasoning was clear. He was quite

the clown’s promise, he believed not one bit of it. Cannon fodder