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.

time to think further, Botis immediately opened a grayish-blue door with seven brass locks, and he threw the Box of

had gained initial control of into a corresponding chaotic space. As for the different illusory doors,

from reality for twenty seconds. Once that time was up, the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact would return to the spot beside him through

the “betrayal” induced by the enemy’s

things, and recorded many kinds of powers, Botis made the most correct

had split into pieces quickly squirmed and reformed, becoming a

Order might have many lunatics, but they were used to doing things to conceal

was in its final stages, they would

enemies that were hiding outside to a certain extent. This

of flesh grew out from the floor, walls, and ceiling, a twisted black shadow rose up

of the souls that

Forsaken Land of the Gods, a

due to the existence of its corporeal Spirit Body. However, there only one could be released

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

instantly illuminated the entire room, as

pupil reflected the woman wearing the purple-patterned black robe and a

which was holding

around Cattleya as the solidified darkness bound her to

took a step forward, phasing behind

a total of eight figures dressed in black robes

weren’t avatars he created, but afterimages he left behind

were covered in black armor as they slashed out a heavy broadsword that could appear capable

with different powers either attacked or created a form of

no pause in between their actions. When Botis’s figure “Blinked” to another corner, he quickly turned transparent as he was on the

as this was Backlund. Also, the commotion created from their

first launched a series of counterattacks before “Teleporting” away was because he wanted to suppress the enemy

an upper level of the old apartment,

anxious, she didn’t panic at all. She followed the plan and jumped down from the window, somersaulting in midair as

“Teleportation is prohibited here!”

the apartment to prevent the friendly

Saint of Secrets, Botis, failed to successfully enter the spirit world. A rusty, abnormally heavy door appeared in front of him as it tightly sealed

illusory door of this level wasn’t able to stop him from leaving at all. He could “open”

at this moment, something anomalous had happened over at the

eyes. They