Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 842: Behind the Door

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At that instant, the first thought that surfaced in Klein’s mind was: As expected, Zaratul has a ploy!

Right on the heels of that, he was thankful that he had obtained the correct door-opening symbol from the Antigonus family’s notebook ahead of time. With this newfound confidence, he didn’t panic and become at a loss.

Zaratul returned the quill and ink bottle to the past, and he lifted his head. Scanning “Gehrman Sparrow” and Panatiya, he said with a sigh, “All the conditions are in place. You can now open the door.”

Upon saying that, he fixed his gaze on “Gehrman Sparrow” and chuckled.

“Don’t forget to take my urn with you.”

Just as he said that, his entire body suddenly crumbled into countless points of light and scattered into the surroundings, fusing into the void. It was as though he had long rotted and turned to dust.

Left in the spot where he was sitting, there was a tin urn. Its surface had ancient patterns that didn’t look anything special.

Klein made “Gehrman Sparrow” take two steps forward, bend down, and pick up the tin urn. He found it heavy, nothing like something that was fake.

He used the hand holding the goatskin to open the lid and saw that it was filled with grayish-white powder and particles. It didn’t have a lustrous glow.

It really is just ordinary ashes? Then who helped cremate Zaratul? He cremated himself? After “Gehrman Sparrow” closed the lid, he casually used this goatskin-wielding hand to take out a piece of flesh from a pocket and swallowed it.

Panatiya noticed this action as she squinted her eyes at him as though she was asking what he was doing.

Klein stuffed the fish into the marionette’s mouth as he deliberately adjusted his breathing and said, “I’m a little nervous.

“I’m not sure if this door-opening symbol works.”

Panatiya had already confirmed that he was eating ordinary fish meat. Although it looked somewhat disgusting, the half-crazy her had lacked the patience to make a further distinction. She moved her gaze away and looked at the urn and smiled.

“If it’s useless, we can share it.

“I’ll have one scoop a day, and it will last a very long time.”

Eraser angel statue suspected to be the

he turned his body to the side and pointed to the inset and said

dull eyes, “Let me see

you, I can immediately give up my marionette, and you wouldn’t have the time to escape this cathedral. You’ll definitely be hung up. When the time comes, I’ll saunter in, pick up the obsidian rock, and open the door

surged out, piling up ahead and turning into

seeing this scene, “Gehrman Sparrow” flicked the

special symbol was with the Bizarro Sorcerer potion formula as they were reflected

darted about before she smiled coquettishly and said, “Open the door. You

Spirit Body Threads, so there was plenty of time for her

the ugly puppet stained

catch the puppet, he watched

perfectly, not leaving

transparent. It could be seen that the outside was paved in stone slabs. There were walls with holes and clouds floating in

reached out his right palm. He then used his

dilemma. He wasn’t sure

purpose was to harm him and everyone else with him, there was no need for him to mention

fog’s aura completely severed and screened from Klein by the foggy town, he

was danger after the door opening, that wasn’t

Zaratul’s door-opening symbol was real, and

Zaratul had lost control and gone mad, he could basically determine that the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range’s Antigonus family’s treasure might very well

Antigonus family’s symbol is for entering the treasure trove. It doesn’t mean

a glint in them

to control her expressions… Besides, she just saw the door-opening symbol as well… Klein’s heart stirred as he let the marionette draw the symbol provided by

complicated vertical eye

light enveloped the area as they traversed the patterns and

spectacular blast of light, an illusory, double door filled with secrecy appeared on the wall. Due to the

was the ancient stone tiles and hole-ridden walls they had

this moment, Panatiya’s figure suddenly shattered, turning into

pure white robe appeared in

puppet stained with blood, its neck coiled with a strand

for the one in “Gehrman Sparrow”‘s hand, it

of Despair was several times

faced “Gehrman Sparrow,” revealing a crazy and teasing smile. Black flames soared from her palm as she ignited the