Lord of the Mysteries

While passing through the living room, Klein’s spiritual perception was triggered. He felt that there was an invisible gaze scanning him from an unknown location.

He feigned ignorance as he entered the activity room ahead. He surveyed the area and found a spot that wasn’t too far or close to the host’s seat.

And at the moment he passed through the activity room’s door, all the attention on him vanished.

If not for the Wraith having three seals to isolate it, it probably would’ve been noticed… Mr. X doesn’t appear to be as bold and crazy as he seems… Klein sat down and moved his hood, hiding his face deeper in the shadows.

After about ten minutes, when most of the members had arrived, a brass mask-wearing Mr. X appeared by the door without causing a commotion. He walked in and headed towards his seat.

He was dressed in a black classical robe with a pointed mage hat. As he walked, he had a converged aura, but it was enough to make everyone present bow their heads without realizing it.

Turning around and slowly taking his seat, Mr. X surveyed the room and said in a deep voice, “Let’s begin.”

He’s within four meters… Klein wasn’t in a rush to take action. He retracted his gaze and patiently watched as a few gathering members exchanged information about people with abnormal luck for money. Occasionally, Mr. X would reply.

Time ticked by as the gathering’s focus went from Mr. X’s act of handing out rewards to the transactions between the members. Klein didn’t hesitate as he tapped his left thumb on the first segment of his index finger twice, activating his Spirit Body Threads vision.

Illusory black threads immediately surfaced before his eyes as they emanated from the bodies of different people, out into the void towards some boundless distance.

After making a simple distinction of the threads, Klein began to secretly control Mr. X’s Spirit Body Threads.

There were two difficulties to this mission according to his plan. The first was that having Astrologer as one of the earlier jobs in his pathway, Mr. X or the other hidden Aurora Order Saint might be able to sense the danger when he began controlling the Spirit Body Threads, acutely sensing some abnormality.

Klein wasn’t sure about Mr. X’s spiritual intuition because back when Miss Sharron existed in a Wraith state, she failed to notice Marionettist Rosago’s controlling of her Spirit Body Threads. However, for a Saint who was a demigod, a High-Sequence Beyonder who had obtained godhood, no special trait of this being would surprise Klein. It wasn’t surprising if that being’s spiritual intuition was triggered due to the changes in another person’s Spirit Body Threads.

For other Marionettist, they were probably helpless regarding this. But Klein was different. He had another identity as The Fool. He had the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog to aid him, allowing him to rely on Paper Angels to produce interference and eliminate any hidden problems.

The gathering continued without any abnormalities. More than ten seconds passed as Klein was close to gaining initial control of Mr. X. There was only three seconds left, but this Aurora Order Oracle didn’t notice at all. He continued observing the completion of another transaction with a deep look in his eyes, his thoughts a mystery.

At the critical moment, Klein stopped!

He barely maintained his progress as he extended his hand, reaching into the pocket of the hooded robe and touching the iron cigar case which had been sealed with a wall of spirituality.

it gently to remove the wall of spirituality,

for a few more seconds until Mr. X’s gaze

One second.

as though

quickly made his decision. He planned on seeking

moment, coldness drilled into his body, preventing his limbs and mouth from answering his

Admiral of Blood Senor!

A Wraith’s possession!

target immediately realizing that there was a problem

put up, but if the target had

Wraith who was able to possess a target and forcefully control them was the best support for a

of initial control was

initial inspection at the door, the vigilance in the activity room at

His instinctive attempt to shout was blocked by his throat and mouth,

to raise his hands also slowed down as they reached for a porcelain teacup by

violated his will. It was because of the cold aura that

I’ll die silently… Mr. X immediately controlled his spirituality as he constructed complicated symbols and labels in

to open a Traveler’s Door, which was also the Door of Teleportation, to escape the Marionettist’s control range. Compared to

sluggish thoughts, the illusory symbols and labels failed to appear all at once. Instead, they appeared one stroke after another in

opportunity, Wraith Senor, who was possessing Mr. X, under Marionettist Klein’s control, simply moved Mr.

interrupted the formation of

X’s eyes filled with blood, but none of his

who were interacting and trading, they lowered their

moment, the activity room was filled with people. Although there were Beyonders everywhere and many were his assistants, Mr.

even know who was attacking him or where the

regained control of his spirituality as he directed

a decision, and then going from a decision to an action took too

bend his finger, and tap the side of “his” forehead

sound, and the strength used was quite significant, but under Klein’s control, Senor held back perfectly. It made most of the strength enter Mr. X’s mind without spreading outwards so

Tak! Tak!

of emanating his spirituality were disrupted, and he was temporarily unable to find

the Marionettist’s control had deepened. This made his thoughts chaotic and impeded. Even his thinking