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.

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

a target that he had gained initial control of into a corresponding chaotic space. As for the different illusory doors, they represented different scenes—ones where

Botis’s Sequence level, he was only capable of isolating the Box of the Great Old Ones from reality for twenty seconds. Once that time was up, the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact would return to the spot beside him through the “illusory door”

by the enemy’s Beyonder powers would definitely have

many places, witnessed many things, and recorded many

the Black Knight that had split into pieces quickly squirmed and reformed, becoming a thin rug that flowed with

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

course, once the matter was in its final stages, they would definitely proclaim

the possible enemies that were hiding outside to a certain extent. This allowed a separation of

layer of flesh grew out from the floor, walls, and ceiling, a twisted black

was one of the souls that Saint Tenebrous Kisma had

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

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 become a Sequence 3 Trinity

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

instantly illuminated the entire room, as though the crimson moon had

reflected the woman wearing the purple-patterned

Shaman King clasped the hand which was holding his eye, letting the crimson “moonlight” become completely devoured

solidified darkness bound her to the spot. It froze the

scene, Botis took a step forward, phasing behind his enemy

a total of eight figures dressed in black

avatars he created, but afterimages he

in black armor as they slashed out a heavy broadsword

figures with different powers either attacked or created a form of control, but

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

commotion created from their battle couldn’t be suppressed any further. Once it

reason why he had first launched a series of counterattacks before “Teleporting” away was because he wanted to suppress the enemy and prevent her from interfering

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

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

“Teleportation is prohibited here!”

doing this, she immediately distanced herself from the apartment to prevent the

to successfully enter the spirit world. A rusty, abnormally heavy door appeared in front

of this level wasn’t able to stop him from leaving

at this moment, something anomalous had happened over at the

They connected