Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 927 Tyrant’s Might

Hiding in the shadows, Klein’s heart tightened. He then quickly calmed down without showing any signs of horror.

This was because he was extremely certain that the reflection on the golden disc’s smooth surface wasn’t him—at least, it wasn’t the real him!

If it really was him, Enzo would’ve seen the gray fog, seeing magical scenes that resembled a Mythical Creature form. This would’ve caused Klein to faint immediately!

Since I’m completely fine, it means that the reflection isn’t of me… Klein activated his Spirit Body Threads vision, controlled Enzo, and raised Word of the Sea. He approached the pale-white collapsed column and the ancient building which remained in shambles while secretly releasing some of his “luck.”

The swarthy marionette approached the golden disc one step at a time. Bending his back and raising the cane, he carefully observed the area.

The disc had two layers-an inner and outer layer. The core region was as smooth as a mirror with very few patterns. The boundaries were engraved with birdlike creatures. Its entirety had an ancient magnificence to it.

The figure it reflected remained the same. Despite reflecting Enzo, it reflected the gloomy, pale Klein with listless eyes. Even the Sea God Scepter, the papal tiara and papal robe that came with the Tyrant card weren’t missing. If it wasn’t because of the lack of the gray fog, Klein definitely would’ve imagined that the disc could influence himself through a marionette and Spirit Body Threads. Or perhaps it would be like what the Saint of Darkness back at the ruins of the battle of gods had encountered, having himself dissociate without realizing it.

What does this actually mean… Klein calmly grew out of the shadows, restoring his appearance back when he first stepped into Calderón City. Then, using his Beyonder powers as a Clown, he produced his present state in his mind.

Holding the white bone scepter with embedded blue gems, he wore a caped papal robe with a papal tiara with different gems dotting it. His face was hidden in the shadows, appearing somewhat blurry. His entire body exhibited a gloomy and cadaveric air, as though he was a zombie that was recently dug out!

This… Klein was alarmed. He never expected to really experience such changes. Apart from the gray fog’s mixing with reality, the reflection on the golden disc really was him!

Something that it doesn’t involve the gray fog, it isn’t anything to worry too much about… he hurriedly consoled himself as he calmed his mental state.

Normally, with Klein’s rich experience and good ability to adapt, there was nothing he needed to do at the moment. But first, considering how he was holding the Sea God Scepter that easily made him rash, he needed to pay constant attention. Second, he knew that this was once Phoenix Ancestor Gregrace’s divine kingdom which contained the setup required for “Her” revival. There was bound to be all kinds of abnormalities. Therefore, he was more nervous than ever before.

Getting Ludwell to return, he used his Beyonder powers to do a thorough inspection of himself before gaining a preliminary understanding.

When living creatures enter Calderón City, they will naturally transform into the deceased. This is similar to the Underworld, but there’s a fundamental difference. Here, living creatures won’t die an abrupt death before slowly turning into mindless undead creatures; instead, they will directly turn into dead spirits.

I didn’t notice it before because Enzo and Ludwell are essentially dead, so there’s no need for them to be converted… Arrodes and Red Light Aiur Moria didn’t mention this because the Travelers, spirit world creatures, and angels automatically recovered after leaving alive? This kind of transformation is unable to affect the powers of the gray fog that fuses with reality. And the disc reflects the dead me, not all of me, or the me that has had some interaction with Calderón? Klein was more inclined to believe in the latter, but he wasn’t too sure.

At this moment, he heard a sound coming from nearby.

Clang!

Clang! Clang!

was heavy but crisp, as though someone was

to react. He carefully listened for two seconds before letting Enzo

further underground. On top of it were the

quick-tempered fellow, one who died as a result of comparing which was harder—his head

arrived at the entrance to the tomb. He reached out his left hand and

rough grinding sounds of rust, the heavy door

Sou! Sou! Sou!

arrow-like light flew

inner thighs and flew into the distance,

say that such a marionette is excellent for dangerous explorations… Klein

a ruptured watermelon held onto a hammer as he kept striking an anvil, but there

with the cracked head had normal Spirit Body Threads and wasn’t the soul avatar of someone else, Klein secretly heaved a

get Enzo to take a more thorough look, his body suddenly turned numb

he had been

he knew that this meant that his Spirit Body Threads had been

meant that someone was controlling

were his joints “rusting” as though someone had infused glue into them, he also felt a strong numbness as if he had been struck by lightning.

of soul avatar… It distracted me… and secretly approached… but I never expected… that it not only had a soul avatar… but it also… has a partner… That… giant… blacksmith… made me… careless… And the marionette’s… existence… made me… ignore… my own… safety… Various thoughts emerged in Klein’s mind involuntarily as it disrupted his normal thoughts of

head raised his hammer and rushed over to Enzo, hoping to smash him into a pulp. And by Klein’s neck, there was a cold wind blowing at it, pricking his hair up one by

strange creatures emerged from the pale-white

bloody innards. Some had dark green faces that resembled that of an evil spirit. Others had eyes

different areas. They were without

this moment, Klein opened his mouth with great difficulty as he said a

“Sing…”

said that, the glove on his left palm opened its mouth, revealing

“Praise you!

that created

who reigns behind the curtain

nature of all living

scratching sounds, Enzo, who had been thrown to the ground, successfully avoided the hammer’s strike as Word of the Sea began spewing out water bubbles

“Break! Break! Break!”

head ache as his ability to think was instantly recovered, no longer having disconnected

body remained “rusted” as

his spirituality while motionless, controlling Ludwell, who

Bang!