Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 545

Danitz felt choked, unable to say a word. He quickly stepped aside and watched as Gehrman Sparrow lit the candles, burned some powder, and dripped some extract.

Taking in the smell that pervaded the air, he couldn’t help but raise his voice.

“Y-you’re using the wrong materials, right?”

He remembered that the Resistance didn’t use things like Full Moon Essence Oil, slumber flower, or chamomile when sacrificing to the Sea God.

It’s not like you’re praying to the Evernight Goddess!

Klein turned his head to look at him, then he returned his gaze to the altar.

“That wouldn’t be an issue.”

As a professional who often offered and received sacrifices, he was very aware that the burning of extracts, essential oils, and herbal powder mainly had two uses—one was to help the ritual’s host to better adjust his spirituality and enter the proper state; and the other was to please the corresponding deity, to please the target of the sacrificial object, and to increase the probability of a response. In this aspect, every deity had certain characteristics and preferences.

This sacrifice, on the other hand, mainly relied on Kalvetua’s abnormal state of mind. It had gone completely crazy, and it thirsted for the gray fog’s aura. Neither of the two could be missing, and everything else wasn’t important.

As long as the aforementioned two conditions were satisfied, pleasing Kalvetua or not didn’t affect the ritual. It neither increased the success rate nor would it increase the possibility of failure. It could be completely handled in a perfunctory manner.

If Kalvetua still retains its reason, and even if I were to strictly follow the requirements of its ritual, do you think it would respond to me? Klein silently lampooned and took half a step back, ready to start the most important part of the ritual.

He thought for a moment, then without turning his head, he said directly, “Stay further away.”

Me? Instead of getting angry, Danitz was overjoyed. He quickly nodded.

“Alright, okay!”

He rushed to the door of the warehouse, planning to escape the moment something went wrong.

Klein half-closed his eyes, cogitating about the countless spherical lights that overlapped each other, and he quickly entered the proper state.

He chanted softly in Elvish, “Adorer of the sea and spirit world, guardian of the Rorsted Archipelago, ruler of the undersea creatures, master of tsunamis and storms, the great Kalvetua.

“Your devoted servant prays for your attention;

“I pray for you to take this offering.

“I pray for you to open the gates to your Kingdom.”

As he said the awkward sentences one after another, the sound of wind rose within the wall of spirituality, as if it was going to overturn everything.

Klein’s clothes fluttered in the wind as he took out another small metal bottle that he had prepared beforehand. He poured about five milliliters of the remaining Thousand-faced Hunter’s blood into the air.

was a material filled with

as it

burgeoned to form an illusory door. On the surface, there were symbols and magic labels. From the inside, the faint sound of crashing sea waves could

of breathing that reverberated through the illusory door, as though there was something hiding

Huff. Huff. Huff…

that even despite being situated at the door of the warehouse, Danitz still

Bang!

opened, and something that visibly resembled

sharp wailing sounds, Danitz felt the invisible wall of spirituality shatter. He discovered that he had been thrown

outside the warehouse, his back scuffed from

instantly dimmed and was quickly extinguished in the hurricane, like a candle

It revealed milky-white sharp teeth, which was slightly curved and longer than a human arm, as it madly smashed against the illusory door in a bid to enter the real world. Its beast-like howls first echoed inside the warehouse, causing Danitz to

hurricane, and his line of sight was immediately occupied by a bloody, forked, and massive forked tongue that burst forth with sparking

the air. The forked tongue pierced through his body

other side. His hat had fallen off, and his clothes were

be danger. He had constantly been on high

this moment, Kalvetua, who was situated behind the unperturbed, illusory door, finally realized that its violent blows had no

collapsed into a whirlpool that emitted a terrifying suction force. It was

on the altar

cauldron containing some herbal ashes flew up and into

the warehouse, along with the soil, were thrown

as he found it

of the whirlpool’s reach, but the suction force and the

figure suddenly became thinner,

the whirlpool, Klein, who had emerged from another position,

on his left palm turn pale as it was tinged with a slightly dark green

and he

suddenly grew heavy as he pushed forward

too thick, solidified in front

his feet heavily landing on the

Kacha!

a second before it was shredded to pieces by the

to hold himself in place and no longer flew up again. However, he was still unable to stop himself from sliding towards the illusory door where Kalvetua’s gaping mouth was. He drew

the whirlpool. Instead, he tried condensing a fireball to throw to the side, allowing Gehrman Sparrow to jump out of his predicament and

blood and decay. Right in front of him were milky-white

thoughts raced, and he quickly came up with a

was to throw out the

sea in a bid to devour everything, I will make you consume another bottle of a Beyonder potion without any supplementary ingredients, as well as the mental corruption of the True

its head and let out a long howl, causing the seawater whirlpool in his throat to collapse and disintegrate into countless water

Splash!

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