Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 601

Above the gray fog, Klein leaned back into his high-back chair and held Creeping Hunger. He remained silent for several seconds.

Finally, he released the Psychiatrist’s soul according to the specific steps.

A tall figure quickly appeared by the side of the bronze table. It was a woman whose face looked somewhat blurry. Her pain and distorted feelings was apparent.

Klein looked at her and asked her as though he was chatting with her, “Do you still remember who you are?”

In the mysterious space, he could directly channel her spirit.

The Psychiatrist’s enmity reduced substantially as she smiled bitterly.

“Of course I remember.

“I was a member of a secret organization and was planning to meet a friend in Toscarter Island, but I ended up encountering pirates on the way.

“Although I used my powers to resolve the disaster, the pirates who escaped informed Qilangos of the corresponding situation. In order to obtain my powers, he deliberately changed course and intercepted our ship. You can probably imagine what happened after that.

“Thanks to his meticulousness, I was killed instantly, unlike the other female passengers who encountered things that were worse than death.”

Klein fell silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly.

“Do you know of the ancient book known as Groselle’s Travels?”

He believed that since Groselle’s Travels came from the dragons, it was possible that the Psychiatrist had heard of its name or the corresponding information.

The female Psychiatrist thought over it carefully before shaking her head.

“I’m sorry. I’ve never heard that name before.”

Klein no longer bothered with the topic and switched to asking, “Since you’re about to dissipate and gain eternal peace. Do you have any last wishes?”

The Psychiatrist lowered her head and chuckled.

“I wish to be revived.

“Alright. I know that this wish cannot be satisfied. Everything else isn’t necessary. I’ve been dead for years. My family and friends have probably already received news of my death. Informing them again of my death will only dig up the pain of those memories.

leave it at that. Thank you. That should be

behind a huge golden iris that could expose the thoughts

the Beyonder characteristic

began pondering over the details of what the Psychiatrist had

a friend at Toscarter Island alone without any

of the

the Feysac Empire… What kind of friend would be there? What kind of

only said that she’s from a secret organization, the chances

deceased and didn’t wish to dig out her secrets, so he didn’t probe deeper. Without any clues,

the City of Generosity during this period of time… Yes, I’ll participate in about three Beyonder gatherings

…

was standing on the balcony on the third floor looking at the nearby village. The rooftops were mainly brick-red in color as

the familiar endless void surfaced

blurry figure was standing high above, praying to

please inform Miss Justice that she can make preparations

of a Psychiatrist? But he still didn’t have one

and naive lady from before. She had been exposed to several major matters and rapidly calmed her mind as she sincerely thanked him. She passed on the message for Mr. World to wait another two to three days as she was preparing to pay off the money she owed to Mr. Fool’s Blessed. Although she had sufficient money, she had to maintain a

gray fog dissipated, Audrey silently looked down at Susie, who was admiring the garden on the first floor, before pacing around and

is

…

the

casino, Blue Eyes Meath

cup when he suddenly heard the bartender whisper to him with a suppressed voice, “Wormtongue Mithor

it?” Blue Eyes Meath was first alarmed before he asked

known at all before. Who knew that he finished off Mithor!” The bartender didn’t hide his shock and

Meath was just about to

mentioned that the boatswain of the Golden

done by an unknown adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow… Blue Eyes Meath suddenly trembled as a scene that left a deep impression

that looked like a gentleman was standing by the entrance of the bar. He had black hair and brown eyes, with a thin and cut face. His eyes coldly observed the customers as though he was

bothered with drinking his alcohol. He

me off. No, I can’t stay in Bayam any longer. I have to return to the ship and be far away from here!

the Red Theater, the herb store in the alley remained open. The chubby Apothecary, Darkwill was sitting behind the counter, wearing a

had already contacted the Life School of Thought members he knew via various methods and sought their help. However, he had no idea who they were or when they would come. He could only bear with his fear and anxiety as he continued running the store,

uneasy.” The chubby owl flew over

me. I know my state of

underground forever, with no sunlight or woman to be seen; being made into experimental subjects where their bodies would be used to test the dangers of particular Sealed Artifacts. There, they would experience all kinds of experiments, and

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