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.

it was clearly directed at the shadow, it had been distorted to target the entire living room;

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

his left glove remained dark black, but it had a sinister and

Bribe!

used the steak to Bribe the enemy, weakening the other party’s offensive, defensive, and

back into the corner of the wall, allowing the dining plate

upwards, taking the form of

of him. It was accompanied by

chanting sounded, the book rapidly flipped through

He dares to use fire-related Beyonder powers in such an environment? Klein’s heart

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

Thump!

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

bulged as he swung the

white, blue, and red scattering in every direction as they ignited the chairs

All the indistinct figures had turned over and there was

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

Pa!

in the

further. He had a nagging feeling that a dense array of gazes were trying to

he was acting crazy just moments ago, he seemed to have sensed the inexplicable horror that was slowly

hints of crimson moonlight, Klein was genuflecting while the other was standing close to the wall,

time passed by abnormally slowly. All Klein did was count ten

in a staccato, disjointed manner, and the indistinct

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

hesitation, Klein bent his body and circled the area, preparing to take advantage of his opponent’s delay to disrupt any of his subsequent counterattacks and slowly turn him into

itch as he couldn’t help but

Achoo!

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

had caught a

cold in the

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

Achoo!

Corruption state and attempted to use his Distortion powers

course, thanks to his Bribe from before, his condition wasn’t too serious. All it did

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

Aurora Order Oracle had actually managed to survive this long despite the harsh

looked at Klein as though he was looking at a delightful delicacy. The hunger

didn’t wane because