Lord of the Mysteries

Klein twisted open the golden bottle’s cap and brought it to his nose. He took a whiff of the stimulating scent that energized him.

This was Holy Night Powder made using Slumber flowers, Dragon Blood grass, deep red sandalwood, mint, and other herbs. Since it was simple to concoct, Klein had made a batch the moment he got the ingredients from the underground market. It was going to be of use now.

He poured a little of the Holy Night Powder on his palm and collected himself. His irises turned dark.

Next, Klein put away the metal bottle and scattered the powder onto the ground after infusing his spirituality into it.

He scattered the powder as he walked, forming a circle around Sirius’s corpse.

A formless barrier rose, separating them from the outside world.

Klein flicked away the remaining Holy Night Powder on his hand and took out the other metal bottles. He sprinkled the Amantha pure dew and other liquids in the surrounding area.

The ritual he set up was different from the one Old Neil used at Ray Bieber’s house since the aim of the ritual was different.

For example, Old Neil poured the liquids before using the Holy Night Powder. That could create a serene and holy state second only to an actual altar. Klein had used the Holy Night Powder first before pouring the liquids to prevent Sirius’s remnant spirituality from being disturbed by the surrounding objects while still barely managing to have an environment that satisfied the requirements of the ritual.

If he had used Old Neil’s method, the rest of Sirius’s spirituality would’ve been purged, making it impossible to establish a connection.

After finishing his preparations, Klein put away the materials and entered a state of Cogitation. He recited the Hermes incantations softly, “I pray for the power of the dark night.

“I pray for the power of the mystery.

“I pray for the Goddess’ loving grace.

“I pray that you’ll allow me to communicate with the heretic’s spirituality inside this altar.”

…

As the incantations reverberated throughout the sealed space, Klein suddenly felt a massive, terrifying, and mysterious energy descend upon him.

His eyes turned completely black as though he had lost his pupils and the whites of his eyes.

Seizing the opportunity, Klein recited a divination statement in his heart, “The formula to the Clown potion.

“The formula to the Clown potion.”

…

As he was reciting the statement, he used Cogitation to temporarily enter a dreamlike state.

It was a hazy gray world without a sky or ground. Klein was unusually alert as he observed a transparent, ethereal figure.

He extended his right hand and touched the remnants of Sirius’s spirit.

in front of him changed

was a study table painted with dark red paint. There were three candles on a silver candle stand, as well as a blank

wrote in Loen language, “This is the second formula, its name in the notebook is

tornapple juice, 7 grams of black-rimmed sunflower powder, 10 grams of golden cloak

of the single horn of a matured Hornacis gray mountain goat and a complete stalk of a

formula memorized as he quickly

and took a sip of coffee, then he

himself such as

Sirius finished his prayer, Klein finally saw the

the wound silver chain was a thumb-sized human

a single eye, a trait unique to giants. It was facing

moment, the single eye of the giant suddenly had a faint red

Crack!

scene Klein witnessed shattered as his legs buckled, almost causing him to kneel to the

pain in his head as though he had been struck ruthlessly in the head with a bat. His vision turned blood-red as his hands involuntarily reached out to protect his

recovered several seconds later and stood back up. He felt that his spirituality was unusually weak, as if he had heard the murmurings that penetrated his mind

the magic medicine, the

huge cross in Hanass’ dream.

Creator and symbolized him with The Hanged Giant. They believed that every human being had divine qualities, and as long as they persevered and

and were armed with a decent amount of knowledge regarding sacrifices and some knowledge on ritualistic magic.

Sequence 8 was Listener. This was considered quite a terrifying ‘job’ for a

the next five years after becoming a Listener. Furthermore, the comments the Nighthawks had in the reports were that every Listener was a

Klein’s mind. His initial theory

Sirius’s actions just now. What happened later was a loss of control brought about by the injury? Yes, Frye once said that every Beyonder would more

ritual with the appropriate procedure and dismantled the

wind blew as Klein forced himself to look

It was a dark purple wart, almost black. There seemed to be

of transformation was that?” Klein rubbed his temples, not daring

over and retrieved his cane, allowing it to bear his

been completely destroyed.

Captain Dunn and his partners, Leonard

a few weeks, you have come across more supernatural incidents than what we usually

he had seen in his dream divination, as well as the majestic palace on the main peak

with his gray eyes trained on Klein, asked, “You tried channeling his

were still traces of Holy Night Powder and the scent of the

was worried that you would arrive late and that the remains

Are you alright?” the short Kenley

to the captain and began

was Hanass Vincent that brought her there. This meant that Hanass was a regular there. Thus, I suspected that the person in the portrait, someone

documents and items related to the Hornacis Mountains. That reminded me of

why would you come into conflict with this man here? Even if it was a direct encounter, with your style of doing things, you would’ve pretended that you didn’t know him and