Lord of the Mysteries

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 the entire living room;

for the dining table, picking up a

glove remained dark black, but it had a sinister

Bribe!

to Bribe the enemy, weakening the

figure suddenly shrank back into the corner of the wall, allowing the dining plate to

upwards, taking the form of a

him. It was accompanied by a distant and indistinct

the book rapidly flipped through the pages and produced a

gone completely mad? He dares to use fire-related Beyonder powers in such an environment? Klein’s heart tightened as his thoughts raced. He hurriedly rushed towards his

tainted with the dark colors of corruption before condensing a ridiculous great sword that seemed to be

Thump!

back, pulling his shoulder back as he forcefully delivered a strike

muscles on his arm bulged as he

spear, sending sparks of white, blue, and red scattering in every direction as

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

shattering the fiery spear with a cleave, Klein bent his knee

Pa!

in the entire room

He had a nagging feeling that a dense array of gazes were trying to see through the curtains

well. Although he was acting crazy just moments ago, he seemed to have sensed the inexplicable

genuflecting while the other was standing close to

did was count ten seconds, and it felt like an

the beast-like growls sounded once again in a staccato, disjointed manner, and the

the same time, Klein obtained initial control of his target’s Spirit Body Threads. The hooded man’s actions of pouncing

circled the area, preparing to take advantage of his opponent’s delay to disrupt any of

felt an itch as he

Achoo!

Body Threads. Furthermore, his throat began to hurt as mucus began

had caught a

actually caught a cold in the intense

his opponent was Mr. A, Klein had actually been wary against a Demoness’s ailment based on his past experience when fighting Mr. A. He had been placed at a significant disadvantage back then, but in a battle that didn’t give 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

Achoo!

Creeping Hunger to the Baron of Corruption state and attempted to use his Distortion powers

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

away, Klein noticed from the corner of his eye that his opponent was leaving his shadowy state. The hood slipped backward, revealing a face

managed to survive this long despite the

at Klein as though he was looking

moment, Klein’s mood didn’t wane because he still had sufficient