Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1117 The Strongest Organization

As the flames flickered, Derrick and company subconsciously looked at the long dark red table. The first thing they noticed was the figure closest to them.

The figure wore a simple linen robe, and had a head of long silver hair and indiscernible facial features. It made Colin, Lovia, and Derrick find the figure oddly familiar.

In an instant, they felt as though a bolt of lightning struck their minds, illuminating their blurry memories.

“Angel of Fate, Ouroboros!”

Just as the pupils of the team from the City of Silver dilated, the figure turned around and looked at them.

A pair of indifferent eyes immediately occupied their vision as extraordinary mysterious rings appeared.

In a daze, Derrick saw a figure in front of him. He was a handsome, radiant, and energetic man. He wore a pure white robe and had short golden hair.

With his appearance, the surroundings became abnormally bright. The warm feeling was like a ray of light, instantly filling every spot.

Derrick felt as though he had seen the “day,” as mentioned in legends, momentarily forgetting where he was or what he was doing.

The man took a step forward and his blurry figure overlapped with Derrick.

Then, Derrick sat beside the dark red long table, occupying one of the high-back chairs.

He had become the handsome and radiant man who was attending a secret gathering.

At the same time, the grizzled City of Silver Chief, Colin, whose face was covered in old scars, encountered the same blurry and illusory figure.

The figure was seven to eight meters tall. He was wearing silver full-body armor, and his eyes were glowing like the light of dawn.

He raised the long sword in his hand, letting it press against Colin Iliad’s forehead like a scepter.

Demon Hunter Colin struggled for a moment, but he quickly calmed down when he was enveloped by the orange light.

With that, he and the giant in front of him merged into one. He strode towards the dark red table and sat on the second seat on the right.

Shepherd Lovia encountered a man in a long black robe. He had black curly hair over his shoulders and a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered in shadows. It was difficult to see his face clearly, but the silver threads, complicated patterns, and gorgeous accessories were directly reflected in her mind.

Lovia trembled and couldn’t help but lower her head, allowing the layers of black wings on the man’s back to wrap around her.

She became the man and walked to the end of the dark red table.

There were two high-back chairs with complex patterns placed there. Lovia chose the left one.

The remaining members of the City of Silver’s expedition team also encountered similar situations, but the figures they faced were different.

After “they” found their seats on both sides of the dark red table, the area around the empty high-back chair at the seat of honor became darker, outlining a female figure that seemed to be shrouded in fog.

to transmigrate from

trying to redeem ourselves, and also maintain the balance of this

and deviation are undoubtedly the most

also in

deny that we all have our own sinister thoughts and desires, but

and spilling blood are inevitable. In

fog, Klein listened attentively. He couldn’t wait

voice, it began to loop. It was as if it had only

is the scene of the establishment of the Rose Redemption? Previously, the Red Angel evil spirit said that this was an extremely secretive organization established by a group of corrupted angels. Now, it seems like that isn’t the case… The person who said that was probably not Medici, but either Sauron and Einhorn. “They” actually didn’t know much about Rose Redemption… Klein mumbled inwardly as he cast his gaze back at the City of Silver team that were repeating the actions

up one after another, Klein

that had been cold for thousands of years warm up once again. It made the figures that had once been in this secret meeting cross the borders of time, “reviving” at their fixed seats,

of those figures were familiar to

the Angel

member of the Rose Redemption, was

to suspect the person who left the murals was Tail

ruins, there were murals left behind by “Him,” likewise

similar murals and signs of those powers. I wouldn’t believe it if anyone were to say it’s not “Him”… Just how

dressed in black armor that seemed to be splashed with blood. He had red hair that resembled fire, looking

paid attention to this figure

it sit back in its chair, but it also placed its

Red Angel, Medici!

secret gathering? Who else is involved… As Klein’s thoughts raced, he decided to first rescue the people from

of experience

fate, the dusk outside will seep in and dispel any abnormalities… They belong to the divine kingdom itself. In terms of

immediately spread his spirituality towards the crimson star representing The

through the cycle of fate,

outside the palace

for fear that the True Creator would lock onto

snapped out of his daze and realized that he had unknowingly sat down at the

the others. He realized that there were still certain traces of confusion on

was alert as he deliberated and

Iliad, who had experienced this before, nodded

his gaze landed on the largest mural

There were similar columns, torches, the dark red table, complicated

eleven figures sitting in them. At the very end were two seats, and

team’s eyes also followed the Chiefs and

exposed only his mouth, winkles, and beard; a dignified middle-aged man dressed in black armor; and a handsome man dressed in white

mummy wrapped in bandages; a middle-aged man with facial features resembling the natives of the Southern Continent; a giant covered in silver armor; and a supple, beautiful, and dignified

two high-back chairs at the very end were a man with dark black curly hair and a woman shrouded in

raised his right hand and pointed at the handsome

of mysterious symbols. These symbols

“White Angel, Aucuses…

out a tragic cry

it would be reduced to ashes the moment it was touched. It made Demon

to distinguish those symbols. They contain immense power,” Colin hurriedly warned the