Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 351

After a full half hour of uninterrupted silence, Klein opened his eyes and slowly rose to his feet.

He took his cane, put on his hat, and left the cathedral, taking a rental carriage back to Minsk Street in the dark.

At this moment, the vigilance and surveillance of the surrounding area had inevitably relaxed, turning into the shadows under the light of the gas lamps.

Shortly after midnight, Klein took out his key, opened the door to his house, and entered the empty guest rooms to search for the Book of Secrets.

It didn’t take him much effort to find the old book, bound in thick goatskin, in the wardrobe in a room on the first floor.

The hardcover of the book was dark black, with two lines of Hermes written in crimson:

“Book of Secrets.

“Klarman.”

Phew… Klein exhaled but was in no rush to read the book. Instead, he quickly constructed a wall of spirituality in the room, summoning and responding to himself via a ritual, and then he threw Azik’s copper whistle, the Master Key, the All-Black Eye, the Beyonder bullets, the bottle of biological poison, the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic, the Book of Secrets, and even all the vessels above the gray fog. He planned on waiting for the commotion to subside before deciding on which to take out and which to carry.

After doing all this, he didn’t even bother to study the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic or the bottle of biological poison. He simply washed up and laid in bed.

There were two reasons for doing so. Firstly, reading the book was too time consuming. It was very easy to bring trouble to his body in the real world on this rather uncalm night. Secondly, Klein was aware of his current weakness, which was that the speed at which his spirituality was growing wasn’t enough to satisfy his ever-increasing Beyonder powers and mystical items.

After such an intense battle, his spirituality was already drained. His head was aching, and he was drowsy.

Yes, the one thing that places the greatest burden on my spirituality are the Paper Figurine Substitutes, followed by the creation of “Sun Holy Water” with the Sun Brooch, but it wasn’t used tonight. Next in the list is Holy Water Creation and Flaming Jump… Klein yawned and used Cogitation to get rid of the state of extreme tiredness and tenseness that prevented him from falling asleep.

In less than ten seconds, he entered the land of dreams as various fragmented scenes appeared alternately before him.

…

In the clearing surrounded by the abandoned warehouses, the Machinery Hivemind came and went before coming again. The person in charge of investigating this incident went from being a team captain to an expert at the rank of deacon.

Ikanser Bernard’s brown hair remained unkempt and stuck out stubbornly, making it impossible to hide them even with a hat on.

This led to many members of the Machinery Hivemind to secretly joke that the deacon probably used a bomb to style his hair.

At this moment, Ikanser, with his cut jaw and facial features, was holding a silver mirror with ancient patterns on it.

On each side of the mirror was an eye-like ornament. They were built on the foundation of a black gem which looked serene and charming.

and had already

looked at the silver mirror in his hand as he used his

said in a deep voice, “Respected Arrodes, my question is

suddenly thickened, and the surface of

a scene appeared in

there was a figure floating in the air. He was wearing a black double-breasted frock coat and a half top hat. His body was distorted,

his feet, flames rose up

A middle-aged man in a dark red cloak appeared. His arm was burning with resplendent flames, but his head was hidden

front of their eyes. They saw a woman with a complicated black regal dress and messy

their bodies. Only their backs could be seen as they were being pulled by

that soared into the sky. The “fireworks” bloomed in a splendid and resplendent fashion as they lit up

the black double-breasted

pressed his hat to his

blurry after being interfered with, but it also presented a glisten

several lines of text in ancient Feysac appeared on the surface

on the principle of reciprocity, it’s my

you answer wrong or lie, you

as if

twisted at first before it turned abnormally

aqueous light flashed

“What’s your sexual orientation?”

felt the gazes of

…

morning. The sky was just

awoke to the punctual church

around and continue sleeping until it was almost 8 o’clock. But this time,

without even bothering to clean himself, he got off the bed and took

study his

Fool’s seat, Klein started from the

picked up the dark-green fang and observed it for a few seconds. Then, he conjured a pen and

possession, and how he knew a lot about Prisoner, Lunatic, and Werewolf from Sharron and

quickly entered the dreamland and witnessed one

they were dragged across the ground. However, he only washed it with water and stuffed the intestines back into his stomach. He pinched both sides of the wound, and in the end,

sky and let out a long howl. Black fur grew out of his body,

claws and cracked the

gap between him and the group of pursuing gray wolves as he

eyes were glazed but cold, charge

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