Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1134 Mr. Door

As Trissy recited the words, the gems around her emitted cracking sounds as they shattered into powder and floated up.

They shimmered with red, blue, green, or resplendent light before rapidly gathering into a torrent that surged towards the candlelight on the altar.

At the same time, strands of hair that had been burnt inside the cauldron joined the process.

The fire began to expand and interweave with each other, turning increasingly dark, as if it was an illusory door that led to other worlds.

Trissy immediately felt the surrounding temperature drop rapidly, as though countless dangers were seeping out of the fire.

A sentence flashed across her mind. It was a reminder from Gehrman Sparrow:

“Be careful of Mr. Door.”

As expected of someone with a messenger of that level… His understanding of Mr. Door, and his confidence in knowing about my plans, might be deeper and more precise than I imagined… Trissy slowly took a deep breath and patiently waited for the subsequent changes.

In just a blink of an eye, she felt that the void in the room thinned significantly. Many of the places were covered with shadows, as though there were large amounts of indescribable creatures hiding behind them.

The dim, expanding flame slowly turned into a gigantic, deep crimson vortex.

As the vortex spun, an ethereal voice that could pierce through one’s Spirit Body finally sounded from the bottom: “…Cheek?”

Upon hearing this voice, the blood vessels in Trissy’s forehead throbbed. It was as if her head had been pierced by countless steel needles as they crazily stabbed and twisted.

Her black hair flared up despite the lack of wind. Every strand grew slightly thicker, and the skin on her face became transparent. Her blood vessels protruded out one after another, densely packed like a spider’s web.

After spending a great deal of effort, Trissy finally managed to control herself. She then heard the voice that could make most Beyonders lose control, chuckling and saying, “It looks like it’s Cheek’s Blessed…

“Back then, we had seen the second Blasphemy Slate together… and we were able to surpass Sequence 1… and live to this day… Now, the only ones left are likely the Artisan, Cheek, and me…”

Trissy ignored Mr. Door’s poignant sigh and said with a twisted expression:

“Honorable Mr. Door, I have something to ask you.”

for someone to have a chat with

muscles twitched involuntarily, still unable to get used

there are any unorthodox

was unknown where he was, but Mr. Door’s ethereal laughter sounded through the endless

because of

the blood of Beyonders from different pathways and mix them together… Mixing it with your spirituality, draw

spoke, sparks separated from the dark vortex, forming a rather complicated symbol in

that were stacked in decreasing sizes

back the excruciating pain of her Spirit Body

from all twenty-two Beyonder

requires the blood of

blood of each

in the same way that he had been raving in earlier, “Right… there’s no need for too much…

help

her appear odd, as though she

ensure smooth cooperation with Gehrman Sparrow in the future, “The Abraham family wants to know

for a few

up such a ritual… Sacrifice one of the demigods of the Seer, Apprentice, and Marauder pathway… Once I leave

After receiving the answer, she couldn’t take it any longer. As

for Mr. Door, he didn’t attempt to

dark fire vortex disintegrated and the ritual ended, Trissy began to Cogitate, spending nearly an

of this, Trissy took out a pen and paper and copied the symbol provided by Mr. Door. She described the two answers

wake. It was very difficult for her to find the blood of Beyonders of different pathways that quickly, so she planned on

mausoleum and that it was safe enough; thus, not leaving too many guards, there were still precautions inside. It wasn’t something that a Sequence 4 could quickly force their way

messenger was at the level of an angel. The strength of the organization behind him was obvious, so they had the ability to destroy the mausoleum

had to find assistance from someone

the cold and lonely road. On the dim road, she looked at

little indignation,

least I’ll

die, apart from those who hate me, no

receiving the letter from Miss Messenger, Klein sat on the chair and read it

divine the authenticity of Mr. Door’s method, he subconsciously thought about how quickly he could gather the

symbol is very similar to the symbol behind Miss Magician’s chair… I can use my own for Seer… For Apprentice, I can find Miss Magician, and also give her some

a mosquito to bite Hazel; obtain it from Vice Admiral Iceberg’s third mate named Flowery Bow Tie, and lastly, get it