Lord of the Mysteries

With that idea in mind, Klein immediately began making preparations.

It was to explore the spirit world and select a suitable target to become a messenger. After he left the Rorsted Archipelago and its surrounding sea, he could bring the Sea God Scepter along with him to reason with the target and convince them to become his messenger.

Once I find myself lost or in a dangerous situation, I would immediately halt the summoning and return above the gray fog. There’s basically no risk… Klein thought for a few seconds, then he locked the door and began the ritual of summoning himself.

At the end of the ritual, he quickly arrived above the gray fog, but he was in no hurry to respond to himself. Instead, he sat down and let the Sea God Scepter fly out from the junk pile and land on his palm.

He intended to scan the prayers of the believers as per routine for anything to respond to.

During this process, Klein discovered that some of the prayers were actually quite interesting, because humans could deceive friends and relatives, but it was difficult to keep their truest thoughts when confessing or praying to the gods. At most, they would modify the truth to make them look less bad.

A mixed-blood, who had clearly changed his faith to the Lord of Storms, had already reached the middle ranks of the Bayam police department, but in his confession, he tried hard to portray his behavior as a plan of burdening himself to carry out a mission. For the sake of a brighter future for his kinsmen, he could only confess to god in misery, hoping that “He” would protect him, so that he could climb up the ranks in the police system as a believer of the Lord of Storms.

Although his words sounded flawless, the fluctuations in his thoughts and emotions during his confession were clearly displayed in the prayer scene. It was something that couldn’t be hidden.

Trying to deceive God while you are deceiving yourself… If it were a gigantic sea serpent like Kalvetua who lacked intelligence, it might’ve believed you… Should I give him a lightning bolt or ten wind blades? Yes, it’s pretty impressive to have a mixed-blood rise up to the ranks of senior inspector. I’ll keep him. There are benefits to having a snitch… Klein raised his Sea God Staff, making one of the blue gems glow.

The light poured into the scene and imperceptibly seeped into the senior inspector named Boulaya.

This wasn’t a curse, nor was it a cue. It was a mark of divinity that almost no one could discover.

Simply put, it’s a unilateral way for me to “keep tabs” on you… Klein silently added inwardly.

He continued browsing and saw a young believer with slightly curly bronze hair praying for a man named Zangmo to be caught in a storm and buried at sea. He claimed that Zangmo wasn’t pious enough, but the truth was that, as a competing fisherman, Zangmo was always able to harvest more fish than he did.

What kind of nonsense prayers are these? The human heart sure is hard to fathom… Klein frowned and mumbled to himself. Then he had a vague idea.

For a Faceless to engage in real acting, it not only requires a flawless performance in terms of external appearances and habitual actions, but it also needs to maintain the core personality. Not many changes are allowed. As for personality, every person is different, so there must be a difference to a certain degree…

By browsing the prayers of my believers, it’s equivalent to me realizing different kinds of personalities and mental states without going through the trouble. When talking about the many masks we wear, it’s not only about looks…

This will be rather important for my subsequent acting as a Faceless. It can save me time from figuring things out through accumulated experiences.

that acting as Sea God was

definitely get some considerable benefits… This is a way of gaining experience of being

quickly browsing through one scene after another, his gaze

god, and he had indicated that he planned to offer a third of his fortune—worth 20,000 pounds—to the Resistance, half for military expenses, and half for

all that trouble. Just directly offer it to me… Klein

thought for a moment, and then he conjured a background of waves and storms with heavy rain and lightning falling together. He responded in a low voice, “You have honored my name by helping your compatriots

lambs need

pounds, and to seek donations widely from the community to make up for the damage, create a consensus; and help to provide local children with food, clothing, and education under the pretext of

the Resistance, Klein understood that in a world with Beyonder powers, it was very difficult to rely solely on

Funding was undoubtedly needed.

be thinking about annihilating the garrison troops. They should just

thoughts and made a divination to see

wasn’t considered dangerous, Klein took the Dark Emperor card, naturally changed his image, and stepped into the Door

items he needed into his body as a

an invisible curtain as Klein’s illusory figure floated

other colors were superimposed, like they were like the most abstract oil painting ever. The concept of direction that humans were used to could no longer be used

casually, sometimes seeing a yellow sun like a child’s sketch, sometimes brushing

her upper body naked and a face resembling a smiling moon, a canoe with its end upturned, a tangled ball of thread, and a serpentine staircase leading to

chaotic world, other than spirit world creatures, all kinds of information existed as abstract symbols. Thus, what one received from a divination process would only

those symbols, there was a chance that

the spirit world that couldn’t be understood and viewed with

creepy gazes from unknown locations that made his hair stand on end. There was the headless

see a single spirit world creature despite roaming for so long. Even the indescribable figures in the distance had disappeared,

Yes, I entered the spirit world in the form of a Soul Body. Perhaps the thoughts in my mind will appear in a special, formless manner here,

of thoughts flashed through his mind when his body suddenly sank down

superposition of the colors and the various symbols

consider whether he should write to Mr. Azik and ask him about it, or to throw the radio transceiver

floating, Klein’s heart suddenly palpitated as he quickly dodged to

green flashed across his eyes as a giant foot that was large enough to squash his entire body landed, stepping

covered in a yellowish green liquid. The leg was over three