Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 836

At that moment, the shadow seemed to turn corporeal. It was ice-cold and moist, and it instantly bound Klein within it like he was a mosquito in amber.

Klein’s figure was squashed and compressed as he regressed into a piece of paper, rapidly turning into mush.

Paper Figurine Substitutes!

Having sensed the danger ahead of time, he had made timely use of Paper Figurine Substitutes!

His black-robed figure appeared on the other end of the dining table as he opened his mouth, producing a bang sound.

At this moment, Klein’s mind suddenly turned adrift as he found his surroundings blurry and unclear.

He instantly understood what was happening. He had been forcefully pulled into a dream!

And with this, he determined one point—his abnormal ability of maintaining his lucidity and rationality in dreams had already solidified and become one with him. There was no need to use the gray fog to do so!

After a brief struggle, Klein suddenly snapped awake and saw the shadows in the building slowly surging at him like a tidal wave.

Bang!

He opened his mouth and produced an extremely mighty Air Bullet.

This bullet struck the shadow, producing a huge swath of white.

The shadows around the whiteness immediately receded and filled it to the brim, returning everything to normal once again. Klein took this opportunity to roll to the side and turned his left glove pale with a tinge of dark green.

With a clap, the spot he stood at was smashed by a lump of flesh and blood that flew out from the shadow, covering the dark red carpet that was covered with strange mold.

In an unobvious manner, Klein had a feeling that he was being weakened. Without any time to think deeper into the matter, he immediately made his feet produce an icy layer that emanated cold air.

White frost crept up and rapidly froze the shadow. Underneath the crystalline frost was a squirming and warping pitch-blackness, like oil that had its own life.

Zombie’s Ice Stun!

Klein did another flip and changed his position while making his glove produce black granules that were profound and dark.

Right on the heels of that, he straightened his body, and facing the shadow beneath the layer of ice, he said a word filled with foulness, a word that came from the Devil language:

Slow!

Suddenly, Klein saw the shadow’s squirming slow down. Clearly, it was in an extremely sluggish state; however, his thoughts had also turned sluggish, preventing him from dealing any follow up attacks.

the shadow, it had been distorted to target

from the slowed state, and without any thought, he lunged for the dining table,

black, but it had a

Bribe!

had used the steak to Bribe the enemy, weakening

into the corner of the wall, allowing the dining plate to smash

taking the form of a pitch-black figure with a hooded

front of him. It was accompanied

as the chanting sounded, the book rapidly flipped through the pages and produced a

fire-related Beyonder powers in such an environment? Klein’s

condensing a ridiculous great sword that seemed to be combined

Thump!

shoulder back as he

muscles on his arm bulged as he swung the Sword

the fiery spear, sending sparks of white, blue, and red scattering in every direction as they ignited the chairs

street had long vanished. All the indistinct figures had turned over and there was

spear with a cleave, Klein bent his knee and genuflected, snapping his fingers with

Pa!

in the entire

feeling that a dense array of gazes were trying to see through

shadows didn’t take any action as well. Although he was acting crazy just moments ago, he seemed to have sensed the inexplicable horror that

was genuflecting while the other was standing close to the wall,

Klein did was count ten

once again in a staccato, disjointed manner, and the indistinct figures outside

his target’s Spirit Body Threads. The hooded

circled the area, preparing to take advantage of his opponent’s delay to disrupt any of his subsequent counterattacks and slowly turn

felt an itch as he couldn’t help

Achoo!

over the Spirit Body Threads. Furthermore, his throat began to hurt as

had caught a

cold

him time to think, he had made a mistake. His constitution had long weakened due to the plague from the actual Demoness, Panatiya. He had no way to wait until the marionette conversion completed. He didn’t even have a chance of obtaining a deeper level of initial control and use Air Bullets to

Achoo!

the Baron of Corruption state and attempted to use his Distortion powers to reduce the effects of his

before, his condition wasn’t too serious. All it did was affect his

of his eye that his opponent was leaving his shadowy state. The hood slipped backward, revealing a face that looked

Aurora Order Oracle had actually managed to survive this long despite

he was looking at a delightful delicacy. The hunger that was

wane because he

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