Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1196 The Ugly Duckling

When opening the first level of the Box of the Great Old Ones, the long table, chairs, Fors, and the others were like dolls. They were either still or motionless. Otherwise, under the power of torsion springs, they made repeated simple movements.

Upon seeing this scene, Botis’s hair stood on end. For some baffling reason, he felt that he was about to join and become one of them.

He instinctively wanted to react to the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact in his hand, but he saw the hooded, purple-robed woman retract her right hand and hold it to her mouth, slightly clenched.

A dark color instantly formed in her palm. It was an ancient bugle with a charm that appeared very heavy and powerful.

The Horn of Magic, the Horn of Destruction!

Botis’s pupils dilated as he lacked the luxury of time to deal with the Box of the Great Old Ones. He grabbed forward with his right hand, as though he had raised an invisible screen that shielded the void.

The area he was in was distorted once again. He disappeared and was concealed.

Woo!

The horn in Cattleya’s hand let out a soft hum. It echoed in the room but didn’t extend out of its confines.

With the sound waves overlapping, the shadows shattered and the ground cracked. The space that had been concealed by the Saint of Secrets was like a thick piece of glass that had been struck by a sledgehammer. Countless cracks appeared and intertwined with each other.

Elsewhere, a towering knight in full black armor appeared out of the shadows. He held a long broadsword, and two dark red beams of light glimmered in his eye sockets—Saint Tenebrous Kisma.

Woo!

Once again, Cattleya blew the horn. Everything in the room seemed to freeze into a translucent amber.

Silently, the amber broke apart, and even the black-armored knight fell to the ground like a mirror, shattering into small shards.

The distorted region returned to the real world.

However, Botis also managed to grab the gaps between the two horn blows as he created numerous illusory doors to appear around them.

Some of them were double doors that opened outwards, some were deep and recessed, some were covered in mysterious patterns, and some were hollow in the middle, allowing one to vaguely see the boundless darkness behind them…

The illusory doors were in bountiful numbers, densely packed, and overlapped together, almost enveloping the Saint of Secrets.

opened a grayish-blue door with seven brass locks, and he threw the Box of the Great Old Ones that was just

control of into a corresponding chaotic space. As for

Great Old Ones from reality for twenty seconds. Once that time was up, the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact would return to the spot

the “betrayal” induced by the enemy’s Beyonder powers

pathway, he had traveled many places, witnessed many things, and recorded many kinds of powers, Botis made the most correct

pieces quickly squirmed and reformed, becoming a thin rug that flowed with flesh and blood. It covered

only survive in the shadows of reality, the Aurora Order might have many lunatics, but they were used to doing things to conceal themselves so as to prevent themselves from attracting

was in its final stages, they would definitely proclaim their existence

had done so in hopes of obstructing the possible enemies that were hiding outside to a certain extent. This allowed

grew out from the floor, walls, and ceiling, a twisted black shadow

souls that

from the Forsaken Land of the Gods, a Sequence 4 Shaman

was a demigod, he could release it directly due to the existence of its corporeal Spirit Body. However, there only one could be released at any one point in time unless the corresponding Shepherd had already

the opportunity that the horn in the female demigod’s hand was dissipating, the twisted Shaman King reached out and dug out one of his eyes—a

crimson glow as it instantly illuminated the entire room, as though

the purple-patterned black robe and

was holding his eye, letting the crimson “moonlight” become completely

appeared around Cattleya as the solidified darkness bound her to the spot. It froze the

this scene, Botis took a step forward, phasing

followed by another as a total of

avatars he created, but afterimages he left behind due to

“Lightning Storm,” while others condensed a blinding white spear. Some were covered in black armor as they slashed out a

form of

actions. When Botis’s figure “Blinked” to another corner, he

commotion created from their battle couldn’t be

suppress the enemy and prevent her from interfering with his and Saint Tenebrous Kisma’s escape. This was

seconds ago, in a room on an upper level of the old apartment, Xio had learned of all the changes in

all. She followed the plan and jumped down from the window, somersaulting in midair as she pointed at the targeted

“Teleportation is prohibited here!”

from the apartment to prevent the friendly

the spirit world. A rusty, abnormally heavy door

of this level wasn’t able to stop him from leaving at all. He could “open” the door once he made some

over at the female demigod in

in Cattleya’s eyes. They connected together like