Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1149 Escape

When Audrey and company below the platform saw this scene, it was as if they were admiring a large magic show. For a moment, no one realized what had happened.

A few seconds later, the scene started to turn disorderly. Amidst screams, the king’s guards all rushed up the platform.

The Cabinet ministers and the House of Lords nobles subconsciously sought a place to hide, or they mustered their courage to follow the guards to check the scene.

Audrey looked on in a daze. She wasn’t too surprised, but she felt that it was surreal.

If Mr. World paid strong attention to someone, it meant that they were being watched by Mr. Fool. And to date, none of Mr. Fool’s goals had failed.

This was the will of a deity.

In the other municipal square in Backlund, Melissa, Benson, and company also heard the explosion before realizing that the king’s speech had come to an abrupt stop.

After a moment of silence, people began to turn rowdy as they began breaking out into a discussion amidst hushed whispers.

Fear of the unknown and fear of the future slowly occupied their hearts.

…

In the outskirts of Backlund, inside Ruins No. 1.

George III’s mind was a blur. “He” felt something that couldn’t be resisted inside “His” body as a volcano of extreme madness erupted in his mind. It was changing “His” body while distorting everything around “Him.”

Indistinctly, “He” saw a huge black throne, one which “He” was sitting on. “He” wore an emperor’s crown, looking down upon the real world with great pride. “He” had rein over his subjects, and “He” was equal to the deities.

“He” reached out “His” hand in an attempt to grab this future, but countless curses and attacks of unknown origins kept striking “Him.” It prevented “Him” from touching that future.

“No…”

George III’s hand, which had faded, hung in midair as “His” consciousness tore apart as “His” body mutated completely.

Trissy, who had been reduced to a blob of flesh and blood, enveloped that shadow of order using her countless thick snake hair.

Boom!

In the outside world, in the area corresponding to Ruins No. 1, large amounts of dust were stirred up into the sky like the thickest of smog.

Boom!

The area became a humongous crater that was connected to the Tussock River, opening up an inlet for the river water to rush in.

Rumble!

High up in the sky, lights dimmed as a storm containing immense horror enveloped the area.

away on a mountain peak, two figures

of Unaging Katarina, who was wearing a pure white robe, and

two seconds, Saintess of White Katarina sighed softly and said, “The reason we wanted to find her was because Primordial told us

evil spirit listened

know who interfered with my

she couldn’t be sure. Ultimately, she chose to

spirit slowly said a

pause, “He” suppressed “His” emotions and added,

Katarina to respond, the Red Angel

…

of joy flashed past Klein’s eyes when he saw the secret mausoleum collapse and spill out copious amounts of blood. But it was ephemeral because he had to turn his attention

failing and him not becoming Black Emperor, it meant that his

followed “Her” agreement with Klein, and she didn’t stay any longer. “She” first

borrowed from “Herself” was

beautiful, concealment angel had already reached Klein’s limits. After it transformed into a strange

the arm of Abomination Suah, Hermes from an ancient time, Emperor Roselle’s projection, William Augustus I’s projection, and the Angel of Light projection, as well as the thunder that pointed at an unknown location. Anyone of them

Historical Void projection at the angel level wasn’t something that

body turned incorporeal as he attempted to hide in the

this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the grayish-white fog in his vision. It was

Zaratul!

actual body had

been waiting in the Historical

could do was watch helplessly as he was pulled in by the vortex and thrown into

to snap his fingers and ignite another paper crane, but he realized that no

probed him once, Zaratul was confident of “His” trump card. By relying on “His” level suppressing him, and the authority of bizarreness, “He” made Klein unable to

told him that the destination after making a “Teleportation” attempt was mysteriously connected to the vortex formed by

unable to escape, nor could he

Seer

as it received a “visit” initiated

reached towards him, but they only wrapped around the ancient book covered

blood on the book’s

Groselle’s Travels!

pricked his fingers, allowing his blood to flow onto the surface of Groselle’s Travels. Then, with a whoosh, he entered the book world and temporarily escaped the fatal trap set up

book world, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed forward, pulling out a marionette that he had temporarily possessed from the Historical

Hvin Rambis!

of true history here. After all, it belonged to Sefirah Castle, and praying to The Fool in the book world wasn’t obstructed. Of course, if that didn’t work, he had other ways to resolve it. He could summon Justice Audrey who existed in the book

from the Spectator pathway to bring him into the sea of collective subconscious, into the City of

the faster, the better. This was because he had no idea how long before this Sequence 1 would be able to grasp the secret of Groselle’s Travels, much less whether the other

only race

tie, held onto him with a stiff expression. He directly entered the sea of collective subconscious formed

through and arrived at the City

his control over his marionette, Hvin Rambis, and under the nudge from the strong winds, he “ran” through

the colorful murals, his inner voice resounded in the

summoning 0-08 here should be