Lord of the Mysteries

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Klein was alarmed. He instinctively turned his body to the side without exposing his back to Leomaster, who was trembling in horror in the storage room.

He couldn’t be certain that the prisoner wearing a short linen robe wasn’t problematic!

At this moment, the deep redness in the black-armored knight who had the same face as Leomaster brightened drastically. He raised up the gloomy broadsword in his hands.

Bam!

With a step forward, he cleaved forward at a speed that Klein couldn’t capture with his naked eyes.

At the same time, Klein, who was standing to the side of him, subconsciously raised the Sea God Scepter and made the blue gems at its tip light up simultaneously.

Whoosh!

A corporeal hurricane appeared out of thin air as it swirled around Klein, protecting him within the eye of the hurricane.

Whoosh! The black streams of light carved its way over as layer after layer of the strong winds dissipated, scattering in every direction, causing the entire hall to tremble.

Boom!

Under the black broadsword, the hurricane produced an explosive boom and was reduced to a surging wave that flooded the entire region. It lifted up all the junk into the air.

The intense collision clearly shook the dream as Klein felt his mind go adrift. He couldn’t help but roll twice.

Plop!

He fell from his bed to the floor, the fall causing him to open his eyes.

That Saint of Darkness is really powerful… Or should I say that I’ve never used the Sea God Scepter in the real world, so I’m unable to replicate its full might in the dream… Wait! It’s still night! Klein suddenly noticed a problem.

At that moment, the midday sunlight wasn’t beaming in from the windows!

His awakening was due to the intense struggle in the dream, not due to a natural occurrence!

That also meant that he needed to sleep immediately; otherwise, he might very well disappear in the dark night, never to be found again!

to the ground, flipping

he imagined the stacked spherical lights and quickly

and vaguely saw the dark night outside. It was quiet and serene without

there was a fog encompassing the surface of the sea relatively far away. Amidst the fog, there was a cathedral composed of rather ancient architecture. It was

and grayish-white mills using waterwheels for power…

the people who disappeared had lost their minds and went somewhere? Klein woke up

himself concentrate. He retrieved the Sea God Scepter from the “spirit world’s

an intense battle with the Saint of Darkness

dim golden light shone into

Leomaster, who was dressed in a short linen robe. Instead, he was facing

window was very clean and revealed an

the window were tables with their original wooden colors and black high-back chairs. Further away were rows of bookshelves with all kinds of books placed on

dream world, I’ll be placed randomly in a certain area? Klein carefully observed his surroundings

came to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked

peak. The huge palaces, magnificent steeples, and

time seeing it, Klein still held his breath, quietly admiring this miraculous

then moved his gaze away towards the cliff. He saw the high walls of the black cloister and the withered trees beside the boulders. But as they were blocked, it was impossible to confirm

region… I’m deep inside the black cloister? Klein retracted his gaze in thought as he walked

consider what happened between the Saint of Darkness and Leomaster in his previous dream.

bookshelves, Klein discovered that the books placed on them had their own names.

Within the Heart, The True Cosmos and Inner Universe… These are all books on mysticism… Klein carefully reached out and took out the

that he knew most of the content, but there was a small portion which he had never come into contact

her has been conjured in this black cloister? Klein had no desire to explore beyond where he

still study even in dreams! As he lampooned, he took out a pen and

engrossed in this, the light suddenly bloomed as blinding

his eyes and felt warmth from the sunlight

before using dream divination to recall them… Klein sat up, frustrated. He felt like he had lost a good opportunity to study. This was because he couldn’t determine if he would be randomly placed in the

his hair, wore his cap, and went to the deck. As he observed his surroundings, he recalled

black cloister as well. Yes, it might be underground. In other words, the Saint of Darkness and Leomaster

told me not to attempt exploring the dream. These places are really filled

was a little strange. Also, that full-body mirror was very magical and sinister. It

examples from his past experiences to confirm his through

called relying on

of something. He had once borrowed the Mental Terror Candle in Backlund and helped Father Utravsky eliminate the “past him.”