Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1181

Chapter 1181 Nois Ancient City

Upon hearing the bishop’s instructions, Leonard was first taken aback before he inwardly sighed.

Mr. Fool’s prophecy was really accurate…

No, it’s not a prophecy. “He” was already aware of everything.

Leonard quickly reined in his thoughts and followed the procedures to get Bishop Saint Anthony to give him an official document. Then, he returned underground and brought two members into Chanis Gate.

After waiting for the Keepers to check the documents, he came to Emlyn White’s room which was illuminated with shining silver candles that were covered with engraved patterns. He opened the heavy stone door with a brass key.

Ghostly blue light entered the cell, “stabbing” Emlyn White’s eyes to the point of him instinctively closing his eyes.

His face was much paler than before, and his body was much thinner. He exuded a feeling that a gust of wind would lift him up at any moment.

Thinking of Mr. Fool’s answer, Emlyn suddenly felt confident in his current situation. Without opening his eyes, he slowly stood up and chuckled.

“I knew you would take the initiative to send me out.”

Would you be disappointed if I said that it was just a routine investigation? Leonard lampooned inwardly and replied without any expression, “I’ll give you thirty seconds. If you don’t leave Chanis Gate within this period, I’ll take it as you voluntarily choosing to stay behind.”

As a slightly more senior Nighthawk and a captain of a Red Gloves team for several months, Leonard had rich experience in dealing with prisoners.

Emlyn’s expression froze. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he ultimately maintained his silence. He walked past Leonard and his two teammates and walked out of Chanis Gate.

Outside, he suddenly shuddered, as if he wanted to purge the chill in his body.

“Once you return, getting some sunlight would fix you up. Oh, the sun is a rare commodity in Backlund’s winter, and you vampires don’t enjoy sunbathing… Aren’t you an Apothecary? You can concoct some medicine from the Sun domain yourself.” Seeing this, Leonard casually reminded him.

blood for days. He could only rely on the blood of animals as a substitute. On the other hand, it was because he

was aware of his physical and mental condition. He didn’t retort or nod. He only

a week to get some sunlight. As for which days they’ll be, it’ll depend on the weather in Backlund.”

before asking again,

want to do?” Leonard asked

blood transfusion.” Emlyn raised his chin slightly, trying

blood… Leonard didn’t call him out. He pointed in one direction and gave him the

leave, he returned underground and began to discuss

…

Klein finally arrived near

was equally a desolate plain. The dried riverbed left traces

shadowy city that was filled with a thin fog, he was in no hurry to get close. Instead, he found a

counterclockwise and recited the incantation before entering the world above the gray fog. To return to Sefirah Castle with just a thought, he needed the prayers of the Tarot Club members to

the surface of the city, there wasn’t a single Spirit Body Thread. The people who were dressed in linen robes or animal hides were lying in different spots on the streets. They weren’t as lively and busy

the angel or Sealed Artifact that occupied this city discovered that “Their” whereabouts were exposed, they chose to migrate? As Klein made a guess based on the situation in front of him, he retracted

Sealed Artifact from hiding in the Historical Void and ambushing the Beyonders of the ancient Nois City. He didn’t wish to directly encounter a cluster of

a lingering sense of fear. From time to time, he

than seeing his marionette, Enuni, wear a monocle in front of him while his body remained completely immobile. This

real world. He stretched out his hand, grabbed, and pulled out his former

“jumped” into the grayish-white fog and followed the illuminated spots in the Historical Void, running all the way to a period before the First Epoch, in that city of

ingenious “safe house.” This was because, aside from

could only stay there for another fifteen minutes at most, and that

Klein’s projection in the real world

enter. After circling to a small mound opposite the dried riverbed, he raised his right hand and summoned his original marionette—the cold Earl of The Fallen Qonas Kilgor with dark blue

squirmed and instantly transformed into Gehrman Sparrow. Then, he reached out and took out

distance under the dim yellow light of the lantern. In a few steps,

passed through the rotting buildings

“true vision” above the gray fog, actual contact

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