Lord of the Mysteries

The cloth doll turned its lifeless eyes before its body stood up straight. It looked towards the area that the crimson moonlight failed to illuminate. There, the man with the lumpy cheek and the other cultists had been standing quietly, but at this moment, they bowed their heads, raising their arms as though they were praying, piously listening to the “revelation.”

About two to three seconds later, the cloth doll finally stood up straight. Just as it was about to open its tongueless mouth and produce a voice that didn’t belong to the “body” it was in, all its movements suddenly turned sluggish, as though it was a highly-rusted robot.

Hidden amongst the cultists, Klein had seen a strange spirituality thread extend from the cloth doll. Without any hesitation, he began controlling it!

Inside the wall lamp-illuminated room, the lights dimmed instantly. The doll with curved eyes and mouth instantly lost the support that seemed to arise from having a skeleton before slumping to the table, motionless.

Amidst the flickering street lights that were more than a thousand meters away, Klein lost control over the blob of Spirit Body Threads. The power that descended with the help of the doll took less than two seconds to escape out of his range!

Whoosh!

A biting-cold wind swept up inside the room as the rug with tables and chairs above was suddenly tugged, sending the man with the lumpy cheek and most of the other cultists tumbling. Only the disguised Klein had jumped up in time to avoid the accident.

Of course, Winner Enzo stood perfectly fine at the border of the rug, completely unaffected.

Whoosh!

Amidst the cold wind, the rug rolled up and bound the few cultists and covered their noses and mouth tightly, gripping their throats.

Meanwhile, the fountain pens on the table had their caps removed autonomously before shooting forward, stabbing into the neck of the man with the lumpy cheek. They left no gaps in the dense array of pens.

A wooden chair exploded as its splinters swept over without sparing any of the remaining cultists.

Near the wall, the pipe of a wall lamp cracked, causing the gas inside to whistle out.

The cloth that draped the sofa rose up, tied itself into a robe, and wrapped around the train conductor’s throat. A few of the floor tiles flew up, stabbing a few cultists from below.

Instantly, all the items in the room were filled with offensive capability as though they were attempting to kill all signs of life inside.

Klein tried to dodge, but his shirt, pants, belt, coat, and hat seemed to have a life of their own. They forcefully locked him down on the spot.

He hurriedly opened his mouth and let out a sound: “Pa!”

He had mimicked the sound of snapping fingers.

flames surged out from his clothes, instantly blanketing his body and

cloth on another sofa rose up as though it was draped over

as he trembled and turned stiff. He had been possessed by an

soared up from before hadn’t extinguished. They were burning away his clothes and flesh, only to reduce him to a pitch-black

a pattern covered with feathers. It was

paper figurine that had been tainted with

god was nearby and had sensed the deaths of the cultists; hence, preparations were made via a deliberate descent, laying a

it was, it meant danger. Therefore, how

of the doll, he had already placed the paper figurine, which had mutated because of the corruption of Artificial Death’s aura, in

As the scarlet flames swept about,

transparent afterimage flashed across a window tinted with the

items that came “alive” inside the room fell to the ground, returning to their lifeless state.

home and family at night. They didn’t notice that their glass windows and the surfaces of the wall lamps would dim before quickly returning

this dimming environment, the flames in the fireplace either intensified or dwindled. The remnants in the

the most, and the fluctuations in the flames kept happening. However, the believers in the room were praying to the Primordial Moon, paying no notice to what

crimson moonlight brightened a little, as though covering the

a scarlet red flame flared up on a

it as his body and face rapidly changed into

instant when the crimson moon brightened, he

only possessing the Beyonder powers of a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Wraith pathway, but they can also borrow the power of the crimson moon… Regarding these two aspects, one of them is only possible with a Sealed Artifact or mystical

he had believed that he had the chance to take his opponent down. To his surprise, the enemy’s strength

was that it wasn’t an angel, as the strength and

through his mind, Klein left the dining room and entered the activity room. There were a few believers

were praying

steps. Klein entered the room in an unhurried pace before they turned their heads when

Sorcerer, they treated Gehrman Sparrow as an oracle that had descended upon them. They saw a

plopped to their knees in

he asked in a

still respectfully answered, “Oracle, it was

the Rose School

pier as the faint moonlight illuminated the

frizzled black hair with white streaks in them walked out of a mirror. He wore a back robe with

the skin he exposed, such as the back of his hand, his pores had expanded, producing white feathers that