Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1197 Mind Storm

The blood-stained spear that seemed to come from an ancient time that couldn’t be traced had absorbed the entire room’s presence, stabbing straight into the body of Saint of Secrets Botis.

The brown-haired, firm-bodied Botis’s figure faded away, turning into a pair of black double doors.

At the same time, he appeared behind the “door,” placing himself in a separate world from the terrifying spear as he looked at it from afar.

In the next moment, the spear that was stained with red blood pierced through the black door and bore into the space where Botis was.

Botis’s figure kept retreating, constantly transforming into one illusory door after another. Some of them were made up of two winding stone golems, while others had a fist-sized hole by the gaps of the door. Some were embedded with silver nails, while others were covered in mysterious patterns. One after another, they were layered repeatedly, extending to an infinite number.

Without a sound, the Spear of Longinus tore through the illusory doors without stopping at all. It didn’t allow Saint of Secrets Botis to find a chance to escape.

In less than a second, the blood-stained spear that emitted a strong sense of destruction had shattered countless illusory doors. After it suffered a decline in its aura, it finally stabbed into its target’s chest.

Countless cracks instantly appeared on Botis’s body, as if he was a ceramic object that had fallen to the ground.

With a cracking sound, the Saint of Secrets turned pitch black as he disintegrated into pieces, scattering all over the ground.

This didn’t seem like his actual body, but more like his shadow.

This was the “Shadow Substitute” spell he had “Recorded” from a certain Sequence 3 saint under the True Creator.

Of course, without the layers of “doors” weakening the Spear of Longinus, he believed that it was very likely that his shadow together with his body would have shattered together.

After narrowly dodging this strike, Botis endured the dizziness and shock brought about by Cattleya’s incomplete Mythical Creature form as he made a gigantic, scaleless silver snake appear in his eyes.

This gigantic snake was so large that it filled Botis’s eyes. Its surface was filled with dense patterns and labels formed by one mystical wheel after another.

Its head connected to its tail as it merged with countless illusory rivers, turning into a blurred, surreal, and slowly spinning gear. Around the round gear were all sorts of symbols that represented different futures.

Suddenly, the black fragments that had yet to disappear on the ground flew up one after another and reorganized themselves on the spot, restoring Botis.

The ground that was stained with dark red blood quickly retreated from the numerous illusory doors until it returned to the distorted black blob.

The strong, fearful atmosphere receded like the tide and left the room.

eyeballs squirmed and

point before “The Ugly

Reboot of Fate!

Saint of Secrets Botis for crushing the Abraham family—he was allowed to “Record” the

huge gap from the original version. It could only reboot reality for three seconds, and it was limited to the space of a tiny room like this. It wasn’t even able

prepared Saint Tenebrous Kisma

spread open its arms

Cattleya surged, instantly forming illusory but firm black chains

into a knight covered in black full-body armor. He held a

of the Black Knight’s visor, two dark red beams of light flickered and instantly

suddenly came alive as it grabbed her ankles. Like a water current that had its water level rising, it gripped

Black Knight, Commandeering Shadows!

that was almost reaching the ceiling as though he came from mythical legends rushed to a spot not far from

the eyes of Saint of Secrets Botis flipped rapidly.

pumpkin carriage across a distance of twenty

black and sticky, as if it was flowing with an

All sorts of strange things grew out,

instantly cracked and the few cockroaches that were still alive

attack from a particular state

for a while before picking up the item

frequent blessings of fate, he eventually obtained what he wanted. Of course, during that battle, he only

with madness. For

watched Saint Tenebrous Kisma’s greatsword slash at

and blood walls in the room that separated the interior from the exterior was gone. An

and swept towards the Saint of Secrets’s and

Manipulator, Mind Storm.

or flustered by the chaotic thoughts, Botis even had the corners of his lips pull up

for the “Reboot,” he naturally remembered that the demigod riding the pumpkin carriage had a helper of the same

placed his focus on the enemy on the surface was to lure out the hidden

had secretly “hypnotized” himself, allowing himself to naturally divide the burden of Mind Deprivation and the knowledge torrent

to discover his target, had convinced Botis that it was a demigod of the

in a daze, the thing he branched out rapidly churned and helped

of the thoughts that resonated among the Worms of Star wasn’t him being overloaded with meaningless information

be a voice saying thousands of words

of an abandoned castle in Delaire Forest, there is a pair of bronze double doors. It seals with the corruptive forces underground. The higher the Sequence a Beyonder is when approaching, the easier