Lord of the Mysteries

Mermaids?

Klein felt delighted as anticipation and excitement filled him.

Having left Backlund for nearly four months and experiencing a series of events, he finally arrived at the destination of his travels. He was completing the last condition needed for him to advance to Sequence 5 Nimblewright Master!

His irascibility and frustrations had been constantly growing ever since he entered these waters, and it was all thanks to the waiting. The various ridiculous and humorous matters on the Future, the matters that seemed abnormally harrowing on careful thought, and the dangers and unknown things contained within the night, noon, and dreams in the ruins of this war of gods had left him even more mentally tense. He lived through every minute and hour with great torment.

Now, the pressure from these emotions finally had a chance of being released!

Phew… Klein slowly heaved a sigh of relief. He directly returned to the cabin and entered the room that belonged to him.

Without being flustered or letting the joy get to his head, he followed the planned sequence of taking out Azik’s copper whistle and Will Auceptin’s paper crane to interfere with the possible spying of Queen Mystic.

After taking out the remnant spirituality of ancient wraiths, the pair of eyes from a six-winged gargoyle, drago bark, and a metallic bottle containing Sonia Island’s Golden Spring from his suitcase, he spread them across his desk, entered the bathroom, and locked the door. He then familiarly set up the bestowment ritual.

After setting up the ritual, he wasn’t in a rush to go above the gray fog to respond to the prayer. Instead, he set up another ritual of summoning himself!

While taking four steps counterclockwise and chanting the incantation, Klein arrived above the gray fog. He responded to the summoning ritual and used his Spirit Body state to come to the real world. He then brought Tinder back to the mysterious space.

After doing all of that, Klein didn’t relax. He came to the seat of The Fool, conjured a pen and paper, and quickly wrote the divination statement: “The singing ahead comes from mermaids.”

Taking off his topaz pendant, he used divination to confirm the situation.

The singing ahead of the Future was from mermaids!

After calming his emotions, Klein summoned the iron cigar case from the junk pile and made it land on the ancient, mottled bronze table.

With a snapping sound, he opened the lid and saw the pupil-less All-Black Eye sitting there in silence. He could sense the extreme madness and danger from it, but it appeared to be in deep slumber.

After observing it for two seconds, Klein took out Tinder and slowly wore it on his right hand.

After completing all of this, Klein didn’t hesitate and reached out his right palm and spread his fingers.

All sorts of blobs of light surfaced before his eyes. Grayish-white, bronze-green, dark red, and black colors formed the foundation of this mysterious space.

And inside the All-Black Eye, there was a flaring and flailing iron-black beam lingering around the remaining colors.

Without using his spiritual intuition, Klein knew with certainty through his understanding of objects that the True Creator’s mental corruption was represented by this iron-black light!

Feeling extremely wary, he closed his fingers and grabbed at the target before turning his wrist.

The iron-black light was instantly extracted as it fused with Tinder. Immediately, the illusory, evil, terrifying, and indescribable ravings boomed in his ear like déjà vu.

destroyed his line of thought as it ground at his psyche. It brought about a fracturing pain to his

numerous times by grabbing Tinder with

heels of that, Klein grabbed the All-Black Eye which was now completely fine. He quickly replied to the bestowment ritual and passed the Nimblewright Master Beyonder characteristic through the illusory door and into

Tinder which was tainted with an iron-black color as its fingers twisted and its palm cracked opened. He then used his spirituality to envelop himself as he stimulated a plummeting sensation to return

his room. While doing so, he had a thought. If I allow Creeping Hunger to watch what happens to

the side, Klein took out an iron pot that originally belonged to the Future.

him subconsciously feel thirsty, as if he wished

wraith—were thrown into the pot by Klein, causing different reactions. Finally, the potion turned into a pale gold color,

steadily picked up the pupil-less black eye and dropped it into the

confirmed that the True Creator’s mental corruption hadn’t penetrated the gray fog or returned inside

was something

submerged by the pale gold liquid as

blacker. About ten seconds later, all the changes came to a

the potion took form as a completely black liquid. Inside, it seemed to contain countless tiny worms that were squirming about, worms that couldn’t be seen by

a gold coin and

sigh of relief and poured the Nimblewright Master potion into

the process he had planned by quickly clearing up

of the

the symbols and magical labels on the Future had once again lit up,

singing of mermaids could make humans lose their reasoning and turn irrational. They would then jump off their ships to become

the window corresponding to the

as her body swirled with starlight. The gaze she sent back at him appeared

you said and how you acted in the dream? Klein lampooned as

pointed towards the shipboard without

to seek out mermaids back when

Klein left the Future and the protection of the resplendent sea of

Spirit Body, numbing

to

“Storm!”

he summoned a controllable gale that could push the

increased in volume. They were so clear, it was as though they were singing softly by Klein’s ears. Each tone stirred his Spirit Body, and

he nearly jumped into the

his best to control himself and discovered many reefs ahead. Figures were seated at its edge as they

but they were also covered by dark red scales. The lower halves of their bodies were comprised of massive fishtails as they rhythmically struck the

From a human’s standpoint, they were all a different kind of

control of the dinghy, raised his right hand, and reached into his pocket

the mermaids sensed his approach and looked

sirens, stopped singing out of shock. All of them leaped into

reached out with

Why are you running with a human here? I’m not a bad guy. I’m

were a few mermaids with their backs facing him. They didn’t discover the fleeing of their companions,