Lord of the Mysteries

After rushing into the building and closing the door, Klein realized that the curtains behind the windows were constantly in a drawn state. Only some faint crimson moonlight seeped in, lighting up the room slightly.

He didn’t bother making any additional observations as he found a wooden chair and sat down. He attempted to enter Cogitation to calm his inclinations towards mutating.

Since he had witnessed a saint-leveled Beyonder’s incomplete Mythical Creature form, how could he survive it that easily? This wasn’t the mysterious space above the gray fog that came with recovery effects!

As Klein was able to withstand mental blows relatively well, he was able to straighten his thoughts out early and prevent himself from losing control; thus, allowing him to successfully escape. However, this didn’t mean that the problem had been resolved.

He sat there, relying on Cogitation and his control over his emotions to resist the waves of insane thoughts. During this process, he heard his cheekbones produce crunching sounds. He saw his black hair turn long and thick in an uncontrollable manner as his chest bulged through his clothes while his skin produced granules in the form of meat tendrils.

After nearly thirty seconds, Klein finally exhaled and relaxed significantly.

He had completely recovered from the effects that Panatiya’s incomplete Mythical Creature form brought. He even gained some new knowledge—the level she was at had “despair” at its core, making her good at creating and spreading plagues.

The insanity and mutation from witnessing a Mythical Creature not only produce the symptoms of losing control of one’s pathway, but it also comes with the traits of the other party’s Sequence… Back then, I was nearly baked by the Eternal Blazing Sun, and this time, I nearly became a Demoness… Klein looked down at himself, restoring his skin, chest, and hair to normal.

If he wasn’t a Faceless, aside from letting those meat tendrils sink into his body, he would have to rely on external forces to resolve the problem.

Without the time to poignantly sigh or analyze the situation, Klein slowly stood up and cast his gaze towards the tightly-drawn, dark-colored curtains as he attempted to figure out his current situation.

His expression suddenly changed because he heard rowdy murmurs outside the street!

At that instant, he felt that, apart from him and Lady Despair Panatiya, the uninhabited town suddenly had many residents. They were loitering across the streets and alleys, greeting one another as they discussed whether to only buy bread or be extravagant and buy a pound of beef.

The foggy town suddenly seemed to come to life!

However, none of the figures entered the buildings that lined the streets. They seemed to keep coming and going across the street, producing voices that one would find difficult to believe to be conversations, as they sounded more like the deep growling of savage beasts.

Klein couldn’t imagine the scene outside. All he knew was that even a demigod-leveled Demoness had to hide from the danger.

He retracted his gaze and thought deeply for a few seconds, silently muttering, I can’t head out…

But I can’t stay in here either…

crimson moon will be covered by fog again, allowing Panatiya to regain her freedom of movement. When the time comes, with us being so

I move without heading

turned his body and faced the pitch-black

to Lady Despair Panatiya, that cathedral was the only place she didn’t dare explore. It was as though

the truth, but Klein believed that she wasn’t

by bit, designing a trap for him so as to capture her prey. With a demigod’s confidence, it was unlikely she would reveal information as a bluff. In addition,

state causes her to habitually lie; otherwise, it shouldn’t be a problem… Klein,

lowered his left hand and made Creeping Hunger turn

the crimson moon was at its clearest. There was no obstruction, and it was round like a silver plate. During such times, Mr. Door could transmit “His” shouts into the ears of “His” descendants from where “He” was lost. Traveling was enhanced, and anomalies happened, so it wasn’t

figure rapidly phased away, but seconds later, his body outline

sensing it… As a Beyonder power, Traveling only has a third of its uses. It can barely be used as invisibility… Klein muttered silently as he concluded his experiences and lessons. However, he

before

person must be connected to the spirit world because one’s Astral Projection is located there. It can obtain all kinds of abstract information,

when we are converted into a hidden and secret state, our connection with the spirit

because the former had a portion of it hidden away! Hmm, I didn’t have the time to consider it before and had attempted Flaming

raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, attempting to ignite a

spired cathedral. Once the crimson moon was hidden by the fog, he would reassess the situation to decide

neighboring

streets outside suddenly turned

the beast-like

loitered on the streets seemed to turn to face the building, using their gazes in an attempt to

sweat. He didn’t dare to “leap” over as

silence, the rowdy murmurings sounded again. The indistinct figures continued walking here and

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his

a dangerous and bizarre

gray fog was screened away, my spiritual intuition and sense for danger are no longer enhanced. Now, I’m just a little stronger than a Marionettist of the same level. I’m far from being crazy powerful… It’s because of this that I was

mystical items’ Beyonder powers. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he found a

Door Opening which he thought was

power was completely overshadowed by Teleportation under normal circumstances, but in this mysterious and bizarre foggy town, just its

to take action as he took out the gold coin which Senor used to reside in. Using divination to question his spirituality, he obtained the answer