Lord of the Mysteries

The iron-black coffin with its strange patterns lay quietly in the center, and there seemed to be hidden shockwaves in the air that seemed to be silently colliding.

Emlyn White stood in the corner and lit the candles according to the normal ritual procedures, burning the essential oils and corresponding herbal powders.

A dense and unsteady atmosphere emanated, and after recalling the requirements of “artificial sleepwalking,” Emlyn lowered his head, began to enter Cogitation, and repeated the honorific name of The Fool.

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era.

“The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

“The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.”

…

Amidst his monotone voice, Emlyn gradually entered a magical state. His body felt relaxed and reserved. It felt like he was in deep sleep, but his spirituality was light and energetic as it constantly spread outwards.

At this moment, he had a feeling that he was continuously drifting upwards.

In the ancient palace above the gray fog, Klein was sitting at the end of the long bronze table, tapping his fingers on the rippling light screen to his side. He was expressionlessly watching the praying figure in amusement.

Although it was vague, Klein could tell at a glance that it was Vampire Emlyn White.

Very courageous, having the drive akin to buying a doll… Klein sighed and didn’t respond.

He had previously tried to divine the purpose of the Sanguines, but he was unable to obtain any effective revelations. The only thing he was sure of was that it had nothing to do with the Aurora Order.

This piqued Klein’s curiosity, but he wouldn’t take the risk of responding to Emlyn White when a lofty Sanguine was beside Emlyn.

He didn’t know if he could grasp traces of the mysterious space above the gray fog and threaten it like Blasphemer Amon. He had no intention to confirm it since he was dealing with an avatar of Amon back then. Yet, he was now facing a powerful Sanguine’s true body.

There’s no need to take risks on matters of no importance, even if I want to know the real purpose of the Sanguines… And it’s not like there’s no other way… Klein looked at Emlyn White in his state of “artificial sleepwalking.” He said to himself with a smile, “I can delay my response…”

He planned to wait until tomorrow or the day after. He would suddenly respond when Emlyn White was without protection and when the Sanguine had given up!

However, there was a premise, which was to first use divination to confirm the degree of danger.

…

“Tail Devourer… Just like that river?” Derrick Berg suddenly thought of something.

Demon Hunter Colin solemnly nodded.

“Yes.

a river that runs from

this should only be remnants of that Angel of Fate’s

it’s definitely certain, and it has long since been the case… Derrick silently said to

moment, Colin took out a dark red metal tube. He unscrewed

In the

his eyes. They circled or

Ding!

stabbed his sword into the ground, and with a flip of his hand, he pulled out his other sword, smearing

as if he was

Demon Hunter Colin moved. He pulled out his sword from the ground,

shone brightly, illuminating the entire underground

darkness once again shrouded the

spot, without taking even a step. However, the face on his chest had disappeared, leaving behind only a hole where

meters to Jack’s side, Demon Hunter Colin genuflected, his two swords hanging

the face was torn apart, reduced to scattered

spasmed and bounced like electric shocks, and soon

felt an invisible,

to have left the swift river and returned to the

Jack, who had a distorted expression and had fainted

had finally escaped the cycle of repeating their

the final solution didn’t seem complicated, it might’ve taken dozens or hundreds of repeated attempts to find the clues and solution, without knowing any clues or

death, and Derrick had no way of knowing if a life that was lost could experience a redo, or if they would still “revive” by the bonfire but would

and experience, they wouldn’t detect any abnormalities even if it was the thousandth time, and they would completely lose themselves in the circular river until they reach the end of their lives due to

the thought of such a possibility, Derrick thanked Mr. Fool wholeheartedly for restoring

he saw that Joshua and the other members of the exploratory team didn’t show any abnormal reactions as they checked the surrounding

be after returning to the City of Silver that they would realize that they’ve lost a part of their lives from the

side, and took out another small metal bottle. He

quickly condensed into a translucent membrane, sticking to the

him,” Colin

for ridding the curse and defeating

The Fool, but

…

Borough, the opulent villa

the light of the candles in an

a great aristocratic family wasn’t serious, and there was

occasion for family members to gather together. While eating, they would casually chat about a

Hall’s expression, and, without hiding her curiosity, she asked, “Father,

then her plan was to pretend that she had heard irresponsible rumors that didn’t correspond