Lord of the Mysteries

Suddenly, Klein had a familiar feeling. It felt like every tree, every leaf, every rock, every blade of grass wanted him dead.

Upon seeing the rubbish comprising of fragments and paper lunge at him in a strange web, his body suddenly collapsed into a paper figurine.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The arrow-like branches impaled the paper figurines and landed into the distance. As for the strange net, it immediately enveloped everything within into a ball as it gently squirmed.

Klein’s body appeared to the side about eight meters away. He knew that the attack he was worried about had finally descended upon him.

He didn’t make any observations or show any hesitation. Raising his right palm, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the adventurer’s harmonica.

The situation he had encountered had made him realize that the attacker was likely a demigod from the Rose School of Thought. It was an enemy he was currently unable to defend against!

The one who had been pursuing Sharron back then gave him a similar feeling!

At this moment, the paper figurines in his pocket suddenly flew out as they plastered over his face, one after another, layer after layer!

At the same time, Klein’s sleeves automatically tightened as they bound both his arms, preventing his palms from reaching down.

His Taraba shirt and brown jacket were tightening like a bear giving him a hug!

In seconds, he was bound on the spot by his clothes, trousers, and shoes. His face was covered with paper figurines, as his ribs were on the brink of fracturing. He found it abnormally difficult to breathe.

Klein was mentally prepared and was equipped with rich combat experience, so he didn’t panic. His right thumb and middle finger, which weren’t affected, touched each other as he snapped his fingers.

At his ham, scarlet flames immediately soared up, burning the tightly-bound trousers clean before spreading upwards and downwards.

Seizing this opportunity, Klein bent his knees and jumped up with great difficulty, like a cannonball that weakly fell to the ground moments after being launched, as he lunged to his right.

In midair, he snapped his fingers again. This time, the sleeve by the right arm joint was ignited!

As for the spot where he was originally standing, the green weeds suddenly withered as the blackened ground suddenly turned white as if it had been weathered by the elements.

This attack was silent and deadly, without any forewarning. Klein knew that his enemy was powerful and that staying in the same spot would likely result in him suffering an attack he couldn’t resist; therefore, he first removed the influence on his legs. If he hadn’t done so, he would’ve already been heavily injured and lose his ability to do combat. He might’ve even perished.

With a smacking sound, two spots around Klein’s sleeves ignited. His right palm finally had the freedom to move as he reached into his pocket and grabbed the adventurer’s harmonica.

Plop!

hand

his target was the paper figurines that were plastered over his face to prevent him from

Pa!

up as the scarlet

scene suddenly

right for his head like

to its speed, it was translucent itself, making it usually impossible to

was a little too late. This was because his clothes were still affecting his mobility. It was

mind as he barely bent his back, his upper torso was bent

Oof!

his left chest, instantly shattering the brown jacket and

heading forward. This was because in its way

and it was bound into a book with commonly seen yellowish-brown goatskin, but it didn’t shatter

Groselle’s Travels!

that even the Sea God Scepter’s Lightning Storm imbued with some powers of the

you” gave Klein such a fright that he undoubtedly reinforced

iron cigar case which stored the influence of the corrupted True Creator. Once things went bad, he would dispel the wall

gods like the True Creator

withstanding the ice arrow, Klein fell to the ground while somersaulting to the side. He then brought the adventurer’s harmonica to his lips and

moment, his face was turning a little black due to the burning of the paper figurines, but due to

that the clothes on his left arm, waist, thighs, neck, and legs were restored to normal, giving

he blew the harmonica, he quickly activated his Spirit Vision. He saw Miss Messenger walk out of the void with four blonde, red-eyed heads in hand. They automatically turned and stared at

the heads grunted as it opened its

a figure was forcibly pulled out from a green tree a hundred meters away

his difficult-to-detect state as he rapidly turned half transparent

features had the traits of the people of the Southern Continent. Just as his brown eyes reflected Reinette Tinekerr, his brows pricked up. Then, he didn’t hesitate to open his mouth as though he was about to deliver an extreme curse that he had been preparing for a long

the heads which Reinette Tinekerr was holding had opened its

happened inside

hurriedly turned his head to look at Klein who had yet to react in time when a figure with white, thin hair

his thoughts weren’t impeded, he had lost control over his body. All

it drew in air, while the other’s red eyes turned dark as its teeth turned long and sharp, phasing between an

the long teeth that bit at his shoulder, tearing out an object that appeared both like a Spirit Body and

frowned without screaming. Its figure abruptly vanished as it leaped to a spot with a glass fragment a hundred

kept phasing into shallow puddles of water, the eyes of animals, the dew on plants, etc. Finally, he was able to catch a breather, and