Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1150 Mad Dash

Although there was no concept of temperature in the Hall of Truth, Klein still felt a chill down his spine when he heard that. He felt a wave of heat, and he wanted to defend himself, but when he opened his mouth, he didn’t know what to say.

For a few silent seconds, his figure was reflected in Adam’s limpid eyes before he said with some difficulty, “I accept it…

“But I will try my best to minimize the damage caused by the war in the future, so long as I’m still alive.”

He paused and asked in a deep voice, “Is this the price you exacted for the bestowment?

“Back when a certain ascetic here mentioned your true name, you had already noticed this book and secretly made arrangements?”

Adam, who was dressed in simple white robes, didn’t respond. He walked towards the mural on his left and stopped in front of one of the murals. He looked up slightly and quietly admired it.

On the mural, a book consisting of goatskin flew up into the clouds and landed in a gigantic claw.

After watching for a while, Adam said with a warm voice, “You may leave.”

He immediately felt that he had been rejected by the Hall of Truth, the sea of collective subconscious of the City of Miracles, and the book world. He involuntarily floated up and flew out of the area.

During this process, he saw Adam return to the front of the black pews. Holding the silver cross pendant, he closed his eyes and prayed sincerely to the huge and blurry figure.

Outside the sea of collective subconscious, an illusory door silently appeared. It stood in midair and was connected to the outside world.

The book world also began to ostracize him, “squeezing” him out of the huge door.

Suddenly, Klein returned to the real world and returned to the grayish-white fog. He was in the state he was in prior to entering the Historical Void.

Unlike before, he hadn’t been locked down by the whirlpool formed by countless transparent maggots. As for the slippery tentacles that were almost invisible, they wrapped around Groselle’s Travels slightly and disappeared into thin air.

Without having time to lament over the loss, Klein’s thoughts raced, and he made a choice almost purely on instinct.

He leaped into the grayish-white fog in another direction and hid in a shattered spot of light. This was the so-called Historical Void.

Klein regretted it the next second because Zaratul’s slippery and terrifying tentacles had extended out from the grayish-white fog. The countless translucent maggots were no longer formed a spinning whirlpool as they disintegrated into a tidal wave that surged towards him.

Zaratul could actually fight in the Historical Void!

This was the suppression effect that high-level members of the same pathway had against lower-level ones.

the same Seer pathway was always the best choice for dealing with a

hesitation, he “ran” through the spots of light and into the depths of the fog of history, just

raid, and the tragic Great Smog flew behind him. However, the dangerous premonition in his

a thick shadow getting closer and closer,

a tidal wave formed by the transparent maggots

Jotun in his mind, hoping to be saved. This was the only thing he could do, and

he knew of Amon’s honorific name, he would

things up would he have a

Klein realized that his body was

ran out of the grayish-white fog’s various

dark red flames as

Sefirah Castle Keepers, ran past Klein and rushed behind

regained

“running” with his vision blurred. He went from the Fifth Epoch to the Fourth Epoch, and from the Fourth

tidal wave behind him paused for a few seconds, then it continued surging towards

his spirituality. He used all his might to “run” with the light spots that he had lit in the fog of history. He ran from the Third Epoch to the Second Epoch until he arrived at a lonely fragment of light. Around

the period of history where Giant King

was formed by Zaratul, it didn’t seem to understand this history

in the fog of history, he could only borrow power from the current Void. But clearly, there was no

exhausted, he would have no choice but to leave the fog of history and return to the real world. When

and pulled out another paper crane. He snapped his fingers and

seconds, he failed to see the Snake of

only repeat in Jotun, “The Evernight Goddess who

idea. Hence, he didn’t hesitate to

floated into the air and was grabbed by

him, another figure appeared at

barefoot, linen-robed

projection he had summoned must’ve disappeared. Therefore, the person who came was undoubtedly the

glanced at Klein, and instantly, he vanished under Zaratul’s

to Arianna. It was night time, and it was a monastery with many ancient

experience gained from their past cooperation, Klein immediately used “Traveling” to appear in

Klein had already distanced himself from Zaratul. Hence, he didn’t hesitate to use “Traveling” to directly leave. And

Boom!

attempted to reach out to where Klein had

be bothered to borrow strength from his past self. He first summoned a paper figurine

had with him had been destroyed when he became a “bookmark.” It was unknown where he had lost his marionettes, Qonas and Enuni. Of course, they might’ve evaporated under the illumination of the Angel