Lord of the Mysteries

The entire forest was withering as though an entity that was bringing about destruction to everything was about to descend.

Just as the arm was about to fully extend, a thick bolt of silver lightning smote down from nowhere, illuminating the entire mountain. The sizzling sounds chained together as a cage only spoken in myths enclosed around the black sticky arm.

Dark clouds quickly converged together in the sky, forming brows and a mouth, as though a face was hidden within!

In Bayam City, the huge commotion was noticed by Sea King Jahn Kottman. He didn’t hesitate to take action as he ordered the Mandated Punishers to activate the corresponding Sealed Artifacts.

Reinette Tinekerr’s figure was forced out of the void, but her complicated black dress didn’t seem crumpled at all.

She raised her left hand as two of the blonde, red-eyed heads flew back and landed on her severed neck. The remaining two continued engaging in combat with the black, swollen, and wrinkled infant.

When the cut at her neck began to wriggle, two corresponding cuts were connected. Her figure instantly burgeoned to the size of a gothic castle. Patterns, vines, and accessories appeared on the surface, interweaving into a mysterious, sinister sight that couldn’t be looked at.

Klein closed his eyes tight as he placed Groselle’s Travels in front of his face, injecting his spirituality into it, but he was unable to eliminate all the effects inflicted upon him. His body kept quivering as granules kept protruding from his body.

And only at this moment did he confirm that the side effect of using Death Knell was a fear of the dark.

For the next six hours, he wouldn’t suffer any more weaknesses.

Thankfully, the weakness is just insurmountable, but it doesn’t mean that I’m unable to resist for a short period of time… Klein desperately closed his eyes as tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

He didn’t spend time considering the problems regarding this, because the situation had developed into one of extreme danger, but it was also very chaotic.

The one that descended seems to be stronger than Sea King. It’s likely an angel, but “His” condition doesn’t seem to be particularly good as well. “He” didn’t directly appear, and he instead used the spirit world to attack…

Is it because “He” can’t rush here in time and could only consider using this method? Thankfully, I received a warning from Orange Light; otherwise, the results would be unthinkable if this situation drags on! As Klein’s thoughts flashed through his mind, his first reaction was to take the opportunity to flee and open up a safe distance.

However, he knew that hastily retreating without any preparations was equally dangerous.

If the Rose School of Thought’s angel abandons the attack and retracts “His” arm, Sea King Jahn Kottman wouldn’t have any motivation in embroiling himself in a pursuit effort. This is because he isn’t facing a saint who he can consider retaining. This way, simply relying on Miss Messenger, Reinette Tinekerr, makes it difficult to stop this entity. I might be pursued again when the time comes! I have to add more trouble for “Him,” making “Him” temporarily unable to leave. I’ll take this opportunity to escape the waters where Blue Mountain Island is! As his thoughts churned, Klein followed his emergency plans, took out Groselle’s Travels, stuffed Death Knell inside, and made a few rolls before arriving next to the iron cigar case.

He stabbed it with his finger, removing the wall of spirituality and opening the case, and he threw Tinder, which was corrupted by the True Creator, into the air, towards the source of the danger!

Travels to shield the top

wasn’t Azik’s copper whistle, but the Numinous Episcopate copper whistle which he had obtained from a mysticism enthusiast in Backlund. It originated

and he received a revelation that

he decided to allow “extreme danger” to meet “extreme danger,” so as to create

copper whistle to his mouth and blew into it. Then, he activated his Spirit Vision without daring to look up. A

hesitation, Klein handed over a white feather left behind by the resurrected

for the messenger to disappear as he immediately bulged his muscles, swung his arm, and threw the copper whistle into the air where the

that done, he put away the iron cigar case, did another roll, and bounced up as he rushed straight for the cliff. During this process, he kept his head down and

of Blood Senor should’ve been lying unconscious, Klein’s gaze suddenly froze.

immense damage and was unable to maintain his Spirit

gaze. He saw that ahead of him were a few drops of splattered dark red blood that coruscated with

of Admiral of Blood’s blood dropped onto the book’s cover? This

that the Mother Tree of Desire had sent was able to

book. Without it, Klein didn’t believe that he was lucky enough

few thoughts rose up in his mind, Klein dipped the tip of his foot down as he ran, lifting up the soil which had Senor’s blood on it, reached out,

was used to locate Admiral

Tap! Tap! Tap!

his head, making adjustments from time to time based on his

a terrifying gaze that was cast over. With the book, Klein successfully tore out of the lifeless

the kind of darkness before a storm, nor was it a result of

varying distances and at varying pitches, as though something

trembled. He didn’t dare to look at what was happening above him. All he noticed was a few white feathers stained with yellowish oil spiraling down to the ground nearby when there was

jumped off the cliff and plummeted straight down. He

had been waiting

have any teeth as it immediately closed and sank to the bottom of the sea. According to the agreement they had made previously, it was to head for a

creature with sixteen

but he barely repressed his emotions and took out a Priest of

obtained it through the

stone-like object as it drove

was just about to contemplate if he should wait for the outcome, or if he should attempt something, when he suddenly felt the back of his palm

and saw his pores widen

rapidly grew and looked