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.

a material

howling as it drilled into the candle flame that

the candle flame burgeoned to form an illusory door. On the surface, there were symbols and magic

signs of movement vanished. There was only the sound of breathing that reverberated through the illusory door, as though

Huff. Huff. Huff…

sound of the loud, heavy breathing became clearer and clearer, to the point that even despite being situated

Bang!

door suddenly opened, and something that visibly resembled a

thrown into the air like a small boat in a storm. He slammed into the door, producing a

his back scuffed

instinctively condensed in his hand instantly dimmed and was quickly extinguished

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

sky as a result of the hurricane, and his line of sight was immediately occupied by a bloody, forked, and massive forked

air. The forked tongue pierced through his body as it was reduced to

fallen off,

constantly been on high alert, and he didn’t let down his guard as he used Paper

door, finally realized that its violent blows

caused the blue seawater to gush in from all directions. The water then collapsed into a whirlpool that emitted a terrifying suction force. It was

iron cigar case on the

ashes flew

within the warehouse, along with

up as he found it difficult to resist being thrown into the

leap out of the

suddenly became thinner,

paper figurine fell into the whirlpool, Klein, who had emerged from another position,

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

he directly used

as he pushed forward with his

thick, solidified in front of him, helping

landed, his feet heavily landing on the ground

Kacha!

by the

Zombie, Klein used both of his feet to hold himself in place and no longer flew up again. However, he was still

warehouse, Danitz wasn’t affected by the suction force of the whirlpool. Instead, he tried condensing a fireball to throw to the side, allowing Gehrman Sparrow to jump out of his predicament and escape. Unfortunately, the flames were

he could smell the stench of blood and decay. Right in front of him were milky-white

he quickly came up with a

out the All-Black

a whirlpool in 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

it had sensed his malicious intent, or perhaps it had lost its patience, but at this moment, Kalvetua suddenly raised its head and let out a long howl, causing the seawater whirlpool in his throat to

Splash!

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