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.

material

howling as it drilled into the candle flame

surface, there were symbols and magic labels. From the inside, the faint sound

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

Huff. Huff. Huff…

the loud, heavy breathing became clearer and clearer, to the point that even despite being situated at the door of the warehouse, Danitz still felt

Bang!

something that visibly resembled a hurricane

the invisible wall of spirituality shatter. He discovered that he had been thrown into the air like a small boat

warehouse, his back scuffed

his hand instantly dimmed and was quickly extinguished in

curved and longer than a human arm, as

up into the sky as a result of the hurricane, and his line of sight was immediately

black as it stiffened in the air. The forked tongue pierced

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

occur, and he knew that there was going to be danger. He had constantly been on high

who was situated behind the unperturbed, illusory door, finally realized that its

gush in from all directions. The water then collapsed into a whirlpool that emitted a terrifying suction force. It was so powerful that it could

iron cigar case on the altar flew into the

herbal ashes flew up and

the warehouse, along with the

it difficult to resist being

leap out of the

thinner, turning into a paper

position, once

no longer hesitated. He made the black glove he wore on his left palm turn pale as it was tinged with a slightly dark

and he directly used Steel Maveti’s

grew heavy as he pushed forward with his left

wall, that wasn’t too thick, solidified in front of him, helping him temporarily isolate Sea

heavily landing on the ground as he sank

Kacha!

before it was shredded to pieces by the

of his feet to hold himself in place and no longer flew up again. However, he was still unable to stop himself from sliding

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

door, he could smell the stench of blood and decay. Right in front of him were milky-white fangs that emitted a chilly

raced, and he quickly came up

throw out the All-Black Eye that

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 Creator! If that’s the case, I don’t believe that you, who’s already on the verge of collapse, will be able to hold on! Klein gritted his teeth

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

Splash!

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