Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1189

Chapter 1189 Winter Gifts Day

As soon as the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, everything in the Holy Wind Cathedral returned to normal.

In a nearby corner, Klein raised his hand to rub his forehead. The corners of his mouth twitched as he mumbled, “If you don’t want to give it to me, so be it… But why did you kill my marionette…”

He then took a deep breath before his figure rapidly faded away and disappeared. The time limit for maintaining the Historical Void projection was almost over. After all, a Scribe’s imitation of a high-level power had significant differences from the original version. The burden of a Sequence 6 summoning a Sequence 3 was rather heavy. Even if a Scholar of Yore could transfer his consciousness over and reduce the spirituality expenditure, it was impossible for Fors to keep it up for too long.

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In the outskirts of Backlund, downstream of the Tussock River.

Leonard hid his red gloves and slowly walked towards a certain spot.

Suddenly, the slightly-aged voice of Pallez Zoroast rang out in his mind:

“How’s your former colleague been doing recently?”

Thinking back to the conversation at the Tarot Club, Leonard suppressed his voice and said, “He just avoided a trap set up by Amon’s avatar. He’s searching for the truth in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.”

After listening to what he had to say, Pallez Zoroast didn’t say another word and allowed Leonard to proceed forward.

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After setting up the special coordinates, Fors was thrown back into the real world by Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger.

“I feel exhausted, but I just woke up not too long ago… It must be that High-Sequence Beyonder powers are too draining on my spirituality…” Fors covered her mouth and yawned. She looked at Xio with a haggard expression.

“That’s possible.” Xio agreed with her friend’s judgment.

Her intuition told her that the Gehrman Sparrow projection that had been summoned definitely wasn’t simple. It could even be equivalent to a saint.

After some hesitation, Xio said, “Sleep a little longer. Don’t attempt to advance in such a state.

“In one of my previous trials, the murderer was mentally psychotic. He would deliberately make his friends, his students, and the tramps he took in, consume potions in all sorts of negative states, watch them lose control, and mutate into all kinds of monsters—disgusting and terrifying ones.”

this fellow’s goal?” Fors

use oil paintings to record the corresponding scenes. He believed that the madness, the pain, and the distortion had an unparalleled beauty, one that can stimulate his

but shudder when she imagined it. She bared her teeth

no clues… On the surface, he appeared to be an outstanding artist, and he is very famous internationally. If it wasn’t for more than five of his students and friends who had disappeared over the past few years, attracting our attention, then he might’ve had to wait until he completely went mad and lost control, becoming a monster, before this matter would be discovered.” Xio suddenly paused

attractive story.” Fors thought for a moment

a Psychiatrist.” Xio rejected

to death?” Fors

Xio shook her head.

convinced me that he’s more suited to be

lawyers at the Paranormal Court? Isn’t it all

Lawyer pathway among us who also need to act. Of course, they don’t know that

pointed to the reclining chair beside the fireplace. “I’ll sleep for a while. Eh, don’t

take days off,”

as she walked

hours later, she woke up

characteristic and the supplementary ingredients given to her by

transparent. It was like half-melted snow water, occasionally producing light-green

the side. She smiled and said, “If I lose control, don’t

pray first. There might still be a chance to

slowly nodded.

Without any hesitation, she raised the bottle and

and her eyes light up one after another. They blasted

of them. Her entire

she had her fair share of being tormented recently and had a strong will. Furthermore, from time to time, she could feel the four special coordinates in the

had already entered the depths of the spirit world.

spot, leaving the saturated, stacked colors and the thin fog before walking out of

used to help me find a way back, they can also effectively maintain my self-awareness… Teacher is only a Sequence 7, so without any actual experience, it’s inevitable for him to miss out

“I’m a Traveler.”

a sigh of relief and asked curiously, “What new

the number of demigod-level Beyonder powers I can ‘Record’ has increased

raised her hand and pulled out a tarot

scepter in his right hand that pointed towards the sky. His left hand pointed to the earth. In

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