Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1157

Chapter 1157 Poise

Klein pressed down on the grayish-white wall and slowly sat up straight. He smiled and shook his head.

“Before I fill my stomach, my brain refuses to work.”

He was speaking the truth, and also a lie. This was because, before becoming a complete Mythical Creature, a saint would still be hungry and thirsty. But to a Sequence 3 demigod, not eating or drinking for half a month wasn’t a problem. As for a whole Mythical Creature, eating was only a hobby, not a necessity.

What he wanted to express was that, before he officially made attempts at escaping, he needed to be in optimal condition.

“The habit of a Magician,” Amon commented with a smile. “I’m not in charge of providing food, but you can think of a solution yourself.”

Looking at the lantern on the ground, Klein thought for a few seconds before reaching out his right hand into the air.

A not-so-tall coffee table immediately appeared in front of him. It was an item from the residence belonging to Dwayne Dantes.

Under the dim yellow light, Klein reached out once again to summon a beautifully packaged box from the Historical Void.

Inside the box was a set of cutlery, including a knife, fork, and cup.

The reason why he chose this item was because he couldn’t form a set of cutlery by individually summoning them. He could only maintain three images from the Historical Void at the same time.

After setting up the cutlery in a leisure manner, Klein politely turned his head to the side and nodded at the pointed hat-wearing Amon. Following that, he summoned a medium-well done steak covered in black pepper sauce.

It landed on the porcelain plate, emitting some steam. With him slicing the steak with the knife, he revealed the remaining edge of the pink protein.

Klein forked a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt that the texture was real and the texture was succulent. It wasn’t fake at all as it really calmed the anxiety of his stomach.

“For fifteen minutes, not only will I not feel hungry, but I will also receive ‘real’ provisions.” After swallowing the piece of beef, Klein smiled and introduced it to Amon like a hospitable host, and not a pitiful Beyonder who had been kidnapped.

Amon pressed against the crystal monocle and nodded with a smile.

“I’ve tried it. It’s not bad.

“Your ability to adapt is really quick. Are you really not considering being my Blessed?”

After cutting another chunk of beef, Klein forked it up and replied as though he was chatting with a friend:

“Kill me.”

At that moment, the relative frequent lightning and endless darkness ruled the land. Wherever the light from the surroundings couldn’t shine on, eyes were staring at the area with zero emotion. The twisted, dark-red grass gently swayed in the occasional breeze.

In the half-collapsed building, the dim yellow light painted the artistic coffee table and the exquisite cutlery with warm colors. The aroma of the steak wafted in the air, not showing any contrast with the outside world that was continuously connected to it.

depths of the darkness, Klein enjoyed a sumptuous

glass of iced

skins, and all sorts of grape wines were summoned one after another before

first to be eaten had already been maintained for a long period of time. It had vanished into thin

replenished. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have lasted to the end

pulling out a cup from the void.

into his mouth, feeling it melt

the ball was finished, he still wasn’t satisfied as he summoned another ball of ice-cream from the Historical

sixth time, Amon, who was sitting on his side,

had an abnormal

“Is this your preparation?”

in midair. His pupils

around them, where the lanterns couldn’t shine, strange creatures

out a hundred Worms of Spirit in one go, hoping that one of them would be

coffee table, a figure wearing a black

and exquisite cutlery shattered like glass that had been smashed to the ground. Countless cracks appeared

just in case it affected Klein’s subsequent summoning

hundred marionettes, along with the Klein, who had hidden somewhere, reached out to grab at the void.

moment, they were all

Sorcerers, the source of the qualitative change of a

was independent, so there was no influence each had

had recovered to “Her” peak state in the Tudor Ruins. Due to the contract and charms, “She” was the easiest angel projection he

spot. “His” monocle emitted a faint

before being retracted, none

moment, Amon raised “His” right hand and also grabbed ahead

doll that was as huge as a castle appeared. It was wearing a dark and complicated

Ancient Bane Reinette Tinekerr!

historical image that was summoned

red eyes immediately reflected the figures of

or in the state of a monster, emitted a faint glow, turning

Transformation Curse!

flames that rose up from the animal hide lantern. He

a meal

mention anything about his attempt to escape, as if nothing

“His” relaxed posture

books written by humans. There are indeed such

that said, “He” raised “His” hand and pointed at the projection

“This is your messenger?”

was something that could be easily confirmed, so Klein didn’t hide it. He

Tinekerr’s projection and shook his head with

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