Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 937 Several Days Later

Empress of Misfortune and Horror… Isn’t that the Goddess? That’s right, misfortune includes bad luck

-a part of fate. The Goddess has the corresponding authority and can naturally give a response… By giving this suggestion, doesn’t it mean that, in Will Auceptin’s eyes, “He” has always suspected that I’m Evernight’s Blessed, it’s just that I didn’t notice it myself. It’s the same as the answer I received about how I should get the High-Sequence Beyonder potion formula of the Seer pathway… “He” is even more certain after what happened at Saint Samuel Cathedral… Klein was first taken aback before he became enlightened.

As though he was muttering to himself, he said, “If I were to pray to the Goddess, no matter what symbols I choose, the final product’s effect will likely be inclined towards the domain of bad luck.”

“That’s common sense!” the baby wrapped in silver silk shouted.

After obtaining confirmation, Klein felt more certain as he said with a smile, “Eh… Are you still named Will Auceptin?”

He was very curious if “He” changed his name after being born.

“If you like it, you can continue thinking so. However, my full name has already been changed to Will Ceres,” the baby replied indifferently.

Klein thought before asking, “If I want to deal with the wielder of 0-08, what suggestions do you have?

“I don’t want to know about 0-08. I just wish to know if you have any suggestions.”

The plump baby looked at him as he suddenly opened his mouth and let out a loud cry.

“Waaa!”

The corners of Klein’s lips quivered. Upon seeing the maid about to wake up, he took a few steps back and vanished from the room with his two marionettes.

Rorsted Sea. On the Future which was docked in the Bayam Resistance’s private harbor.

Cattleya, who was holding a ritual, saw a drop of silver blood fly out of the illusory door that manifested itself from the candlelight.

With just one glance at it, she hurriedly closed her eyes, despite wearing her heavy glasses.

in a circle, forming a silver snake that

as she thanked

ended the ritual in delight, and she took out a container she had prepared ahead of time,

obtaining some information on the Monster pathway from Queen Mystic, and learning the existence of Angel of Fate Ouroboros from Mr. Fool, she quickly came up with a guess as to who the blood belonged

in the real world. Along with that Ancient Bane that I can’t be certain of, aside from the lack

expected of an

drew a gasp and began considering

accidents, all she needed was to wait a month or so to attempt advancing to Sequence 4 to

with heavy, black clouds, silver lightning would occasionally streak across the sky, illuminating the desolate plains and the

a half-circle, black, stacked shadowy outlines loomed. It was a lifeless

the City of Silver’s six-member council,

four other members. They were the six-member council Elder, Shepherd Lovia, two Sequence 5 Guardians, Legere and Gonlun, as well as Sequence 6 Notary, Derrick Berg. The overall strength of the team wasn’t weaker than a complete expedition team;

monsters, making it very dangerous. Shapeshifters were adept at disguises, and they enjoyed making use of the trust between teammates. Therefore, the smaller the expedition team, the better. And since there were fewer people,

was

be lit up despite the lightning, Demon Hunter Colin drew the two swords on his back. Unhurriedly, he slathered a silver-gray ointment

then removed three small metal bottles from a hidden compartment on his belt, pulled out the stopper, and gulped the contents of

as he opened up his other palm. With a solemn

that the consumed potion, the

of that, concentric rings of warm light

standing silently observing. He then turned his head to point at the perimeter

he surveyed his surroundings and added, “Once

few days ago, I had already introduced the more active monsters that hide away in the darkness in this region. All of you should

beautiful, female warrior who was 2.4-2.5 meters tall. Upon hearing that, she thought and asked, “Then, should we make

end up killing our own teammates or end up becoming lost in Nois City

cloaked in thin mist as he subconsciously asked,

kingdom ruled by another ancient god,” Colin

iron-black poles, the 2.4-meter-tall Legere

Wolves, the Annihilator,

remembered the Chief’s introduction, took a step forward, and extended

radiant sunlight emitted from his body, illuminating the either collapsed or rotting buildings, the grayish-white