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.

of him

red paint. There were three candles on a silver candle stand,

in Loen language, “This is the

10 grams of golden cloak grass powder, 3 drops of

supernatural ingredients are: one crystal of the single horn of a matured Hornacis gray mountain goat and a complete stalk

Clown potion’s formula memorized as he quickly finished

moment and took a sip of coffee, then he unwound the silver

muttering terms to himself such as “the end of days”, “peace of mind”, “hope for

finished his prayer, Klein finally saw the pendulum

silver chain was

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

of the giant suddenly had a faint red

Crack!

legs buckled, almost causing him to kneel to the

the head with a bat. His vision turned blood-red as

He felt that his spirituality was unusually weak, as if he had heard the murmurings

to his progress in ‘digesting’ the magic medicine, the adverse reaction

the Captain saw a huge cross in Hanass’ dream. The terrifying being crucified on the cross wasn’t the Aurora Order’s Hanged Giant… Klein

organization that sprang into existence about two to three hundred years ago. They worshiped the True Creator and symbolized him with The Hanged Giant. They believed that every human being had divine qualities, and as long as they persevered and made it

and horrifying beings and were armed with a decent amount of knowledge regarding sacrifices and some knowledge on ritualistic magic. There was enough evidence to claim that senior Secrets Suppliants experienced distortions

which the Aurora Order had grasped. Sequence 8 was Listener. This was considered quite a terrifying ‘job’ for

powerful, distorted, unique abilities. But consequently, if they were unable to advance, it was difficult for them to survive the next five years after becoming a Listener.

details of the report regarding the Aurora Order flashed through Klein’s mind. His initial theory

hopeless as Seers in battle. That does fit 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 or less undergo some weird changes after they die… Klein thought as he tapped four points on his chest to praise

concluded the ritual with the appropriate procedure

gust of wind blew as Klein forced himself to look

that there was still an obvious wart on Sirius’s mangled face. It was a dark purple wart,

that?” Klein rubbed his temples, not

and retrieved his cane, allowing

happened, he knew that Sirius’s spirituality had been completely destroyed. Even the

saw Captain Dunn

tied to Beyonders and evil forces. In just a few weeks, you have come across more supernatural incidents than what we usually

as the majestic palace on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and the formless focus on him. He took the opportunity

surveyed the surroundings and, with his gray eyes trained on

were still traces of Holy Night Powder and the scent of

you would arrive late and that the remains of his

well. Are you alright?”

undelivered letter to the captain and began

market to purchase materials for the rituals, I suddenly remembered that Selena had also once gone to the Evil Dragon Bar and that it 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 who’s definitely connected to

and he gave me confirmation. He told me that the man had once tried to buy documents and items related to the Hornacis Mountains. That reminded me of the library. I recalled that the librarian had mentioned that someone had just

to the side, listening with a smile. He suddenly interrupted, “And so you brought your identification documents and badge here to flip through the borrowing records? Actually, I am very curious; why would you come into conflict with this man here? Even if it was a direct encounter, with your style of