Lord of the Mysteries

The stone pillars of the ancient and majestic palace supported the high dome.

Klein sat at the end of the long bronze table, holding a translucent brown bottle. He checked it over and over again, but he didn’t sense any danger from it.

Let’s begin… He conjured a pen and paper and wrote the divination statement: “Its origin.”

Putting the fountain pen away and bracing himself for a blow, Klein glanced at the paper and the Biological Poison Bottle, leaned back in his chair, and entered Cogitation while reciting the statement.

Soon, he entered a hazy gray dream world and saw a dark but spacious room.

There were king cobras, black widows, and other strange plants and animals in the room. It was a messy and harrowing scene.

A middle-aged man in a white coat was standing in front of a long table in the middle of the room. He threw the snake gall and spider venom into the huge black pot that hung from the ceiling.

In the end, he even put in a few items that possessed a strong spiritual luster. For example, they would sometimes disperse into a black gas, and other times condense into dark green lung-shaped objects. Otherwise, they would be in the form of a tube containing a clear azure liquid or fiery red eyes…

The air around the black iron pot gradually became viscous. It was gathering towards the center, but it was constantly being pushed aside, making it difficult to achieve its goal.

When the white-robed middle-aged man saw this scene, his brow slowly creased, his expression looked slightly anxious.

He flipped through the black notebook by his side, gritted his teeth, and used a ritual silver dagger to slice open his wrist.

Drops of fresh blood dripped into the black iron pot, seemingly breathing life into its contents instantly. A terrifying suction force suddenly erupted, sucking in all the viscous air around it. The scarlet blood which had yet to leave his wrist was fully sucked into it.

And that wasn’t everything. Regardless of how the white-robed middle-aged man struggled to resist, or how he revealed a terrified expression, he couldn’t prevent his body from approaching the iron pot.

His body was stretched, his head was compressed, and amidst his screams, he was eaten, little by little, by the pot.

The hanging specimens, plants, and anything that could move or be moved, all flew into the pot.

Brown fog suddenly filled the room, quietly ebbing and flowing.

By the time it was all over, the room was empty except for the brown, translucent bottle lying quietly in the middle of the clearing.

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The scene quickly faded away, and the dream world shattered. Klein opened his eyes and muttered to himself, So the Biological Poison Bottle is a product of a death-seeking experiment.

I thought it was a Beyonder characteristic left behind by some Beyonder… If that were the case, I’d have been able to divine a formula…

To Klein, a Rampager’s spirituality and Beyonder characteristic, as well as a spirituality and Beyonder characteristic which was contaminated by an evil god, could all be used to divine a formula. Just like the All-Black Eye which Nimblewright Master Rosago left behind. It was thanks to the isolation effects of the gray fog, and how the mysterious space was able to eliminate negative influences, giving him the ability to court death. Of course, a Beyonder characteristic involved many other additional factors. In theory, the chances of failure were extremely high, but Klein only had the confidence to do so after advancing to Magician.

Similarly, a Sealed Artifact formed by Beyonder characteristics could also be used to divine the formula for a potion.

the production processes and dangerous experiments done by an artisan or other Beyonders, turning them into mystical items, then Klein’s divination would be useless

bad. At least I don’t have to worry about the Biological Poison Bottle having any other latent risks anymore… Klein glanced at the Werewolf fang and wisely

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opulent villa of Count

continued her study

the huge golden retriever, Susie, was sitting there, her eyes shining. From time to time, she wagged her tail, as if

the introduction material and deliberately made a

there is

would inherit a certain amount of their ancestor’s consciousness over the generations; thus, forming the underlying logic of one’s behavior patterns. For example, although many people have never seen a poisonous snake, they would instinctively feel afraid and wish to

something that is hidden in the deepest recesses of our consciousness. In ancient times, people constantly fought with poisonous snakes and all kinds of ferocious animals, and they gradually carved this memory into their consciousness

does it get passed down?” Audrey asked with

with her long hair which

a very good

one entity, and the traces and characteristics left behind on this entity will affect the consciousness that belongs solely to

be split into two parts. One is hidden under the water, which is the subconscious which is higher in both

the axiom of this school of thought in

use this connected ocean to influence the consciousness of others and achieve the goal of curing certain

enough and is lacking something. For example, the sky

in delight. “However, we can only affect a portion of the surrounding ocean, and through it, we can affect those who are close to us. If

“Time’s up, this is the end of today’s class. Miss Audrey, if you’re interested in this psychological school of thought, then we can continue talking about

stood up

leave, she

like a real Psychiatrist. At most, she’s like

about

Why aren’t

Audrey was in thought, Susie commented happily from the side, “Audrey, I feel like she’s the same type

into a state of confusion, unable to find

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Bridge, Rose Street, outside the

disguise, looked up at the Sacred Emblem of Life on the facade, held

had to

White, without garnering suspicion. Then, as a detective who had provided clues, he could receive the gratitude from

was bound to

only had a prayer hall. Klein found a

and his burly physique, which couldn’t be concealed by his loose priest robes, gave off an extreme sense

was one of extreme gentleness, filled with appreciation and

a “priest,” no one dared to cause a ruckus. The few believers quietly listened,

patiently, neither

prepared to get up to