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.

although it was clearly directed at the shadow, it had been distorted to

any thought, he lunged for the dining table, picking up a plate with

this process, his left glove remained dark black, but it had

Bribe!

Bribe the enemy, weakening

suddenly shrank back into the corner of the wall, allowing

form of a pitch-black figure with a

blurry book appeared in front of him. It

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

dares to use fire-related Beyonder powers in such an environment? Klein’s heart tightened as his thoughts raced. He hurriedly rushed towards his opponent and held his left hand

of corruption before condensing a ridiculous great sword that seemed to be

Thump!

pulling his shoulder back as he forcefully delivered

his arm bulged as he swung the Sword

the fiery spear, sending sparks of white, blue,

murmurs outside the street had long vanished. All the indistinct figures had

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

Pa!

in the entire

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

formed of shadows didn’t take any action as well. Although he was acting crazy just moments ago,

hints of crimson moonlight, Klein was genuflecting while the other was standing close to the wall, it was as though the two of

abnormally slowly. All Klein did was count ten seconds, and it felt like

in a staccato, disjointed manner, and the indistinct figures outside began

obtained initial control of his target’s Spirit Body Threads.

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

an itch as he couldn’t help

Achoo!

his control over the Spirit Body Threads. Furthermore, his throat began

caught

a cold

didn’t give him time to think, he had made

Achoo!

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

All it did was affect his control over the Spirit Body Threads, and not make him incapable of

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

Oracle had actually managed to survive this

eyes were already bloodshot. He looked at Klein as though he was looking

that moment, Klein’s mood didn’t wane because

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