Lord of the Mysteries

1180 Different Effects

In the Forsaken Land of the Gods, at night when the frequency of lightning had dropped to a very low frequency.

Two slices of white bread and a piece of barbecued meat is pretty good after all… The sweet and sour desserts from the Fog Sea are better than I had expected… After swallowing the last mouthful of food, Klein sighed in amazement from the bottom of his heart. He then threw the remaining packaging into the darkness—after all, there was no concept of environmental protection here, nor was there a rubbish bin.

Of course, he had removed his connection with those items ahead of time, just like how he would head over to Sefirah Castle to perform “sterilization” every time he abandoned a marionette. This was to prevent Amon’s avatars from locking onto him with them.

Hmm, lifeless objects won’t be transferred into a concealed state by the darkness here… Klein raised the lantern that Danitz had sacrificed, and he illuminated the abandoned items.

It was only after he filled his stomach that he was in the mood to try out the dangerous things he had previously divined.

Amidst the flickering dim yellow light, Klein reached his right hand out into the air and dragged out another projection of himself.

It was another version of him from the Historical Void, one who was also holding onto a lantern.

Klein entered the grayish-white fog one second later, allowing his projection’s consciousness to awaken.

The projection was surrounded by a group of monsters. Amidst the endless darkness, it opened its mouth, planning to recite the name, “Amanises.”

“…”

He didn’t manage to make a single sound, as though the words he wanted to say had been concealed.

“Indeed, it’s as I expected.” Wearing a silk half top hat and a black trench coat, Klein slowly took a deep breath.

Looking at the lantern that emitted faint yellow light, he suddenly chanted in Jotun, “Leodero!”

Before he could finish his sentence, more than a hundred lightning bolts warped as if they were responding to being summoned. They instantly blanketed the area.

There was no time for him to dodge. Even if he had switched places with a marionette, he would still be within the attack range.

Amidst the brightening of silvery-white light, he collapsed to the ground. His body was charred as he convulsed violently, as though he had become a gigantic piece of coal.

Then, his figure rapidly dissipated as the illusion vanished.

Wearing a real top hat, clothed in an Intis-styled windbreaker and carrying a simple lantern, Klein immediately “returned” to reality and continued proceeding forward as if nothing had happened.

After walking for a while, his figure suddenly turned blurry and clear.

Following that, Klein opened his mouth again and read out a name in Jotun:

“Au…”

his body, instantly reducing him to ashes, not giving him a chance to switch places

hat and walked calmly on the hill filled with strange

“Herabergen.”

…

“Badheil.”

…

“Omebella.”

…

traces of the corresponding divine

King of Angels with the Uniqueness, Red Angel is also considered half a true god. Yet, there aren’t any traces left of “Him.” How shameful for a person—no, shameful for a King

Flaming Jump, and he didn’t follow the route that the City of Silver had used

…

Backlund, late at night.

very eagerly used Dream Traversal to leave her mansion and to enter the various dreams

what the current situation was like, she had a strong

that, she suddenly

was a noble lady who had a good relationship with her. She was 29 years old

lady’s room was filled with rose petals. The bed was white, and there was a

the lady quickly

a dark cloak leaped in.

two of them started to wrap their bodies around

embarrassed, and she sighed at how everyone’s dreams were full

brief examination, she discovered a

iron mask wasn’t the wife’s spouse, but more like

this a reflection of what’s hidden in her heart? Audrey muttered to herself in an

“traversed” into the

dream corresponded to the noble wife’s husband, the

a discussion at the House of Lords. Later, he was chased by an earl with a

escaping to a safe zone, the viscount found his female secretary to vent his

the dream, wanting to see the state

wife on the huge white bed. His wife was hugging him and sleeping

side to them. It’s just a dream that they’ve had. If “conviction” for a mere instantaneous thought was carried out, then everyone would descend into hell, and no one will be spared, including myself… I can control my dark side, preventing it from ever being realized in the real

again

long after, she arrived

a dining table placed over a thick carpet. At the seat of honor

a middle-aged couple and three children who were not of

groan and thump as they seemed

is the owner of this dream bothered about? Audrey retreated from the dream and tried to

saw a small bed

on the bedside table of the old lady. They were either wrapped in black

window, only to see that