Chapter 1200 Randomness

After a while, the space in the collapsed forest suddenly tore apart, revealing an illusory yet mysterious door.

The door opened silently, and a handsome man with black hair and golden eyes walked out. He was dressed in a well-ironed suit, looking mature and elegant.

Before he could examine the scene, he heard a loud boom. He could feel a violent storm blowing towards him, and he saw a middle-aged man with an imposing aura appear in front of him.

The middle-aged man had rather obvious large earlobes. His hair was dark blue and thick, and there seemed to be countless bolts of lightning hidden in his eyes.

He was the cardinal of the Church of the Lord of Storms, archbishop of the Backlund diocese, Deep Blue Officiant Randall Valentinus.

The clergyman in the black robe that was embroidered with storm symbols looked around and cast his gaze at the golden-eyed man. He asked in a thunderous voice, “Celt, what happened here?”

Celt, the golden-eyed man, shook his head.

“I just arrived too.”

Just as he said that, a mountain-like nearly transparent Spirit Body appeared in the void and placed a figure in midair.

The figure was dressed in a long black, red-patterned bishop robe. His eyes were deep and he didn’t have a beard. He was the person in charge of the Backlund diocese of the Church of Evernight, Anthony Stevenson.

After the gigantic Spirit Body completed its mission, it immediately shrunk and entered Saint Anthony’s mouth. At the same time, black long hair covered his face, and a translucent, drifting spirit appeared behind Anthony. It held onto his shoulder, preventing him from falling.

In the next second, a turbulent flow of air rushed over from the Backlund city and pushed a figure towards this area at high speeds.

Soon, the figure came to a stop. It was an old man dressed in a white priest robe and a clergyman’s cap. He had a kind and gentle face.

The air that was spewed out from the elder’s back vanished as the black tube that was shimmering with metallic light retreated back into his body.

This was the archbishop of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery’s Backlund diocese. He was a member of the Divine Council, Horamick Haydn.

strangely stopped in

too intense, it’s

remnant polluted aura

down

tarot card depicting an old man holding a staff and

The Hermit card!

fell silent as no one spoke for a

he looked at the

Grade 0 Sealed Artifact was sacrificed, the entire Sefirah Castle began to stir,

was automatically activated, forming a torrent that appeared like steam as it completely drowned out the Box of the Great Old

gems seemed to

spied on the true gods or Kings of Angels and when I was injured… This is the first time it has experienced such changes due to an item from external sources… Klein couldn’t help but raise his

he had been

this time, because it didn’t involve a Uniqueness, and with how he had improved compared to the past, this gave him the thought of making

they can’t pick up anything and sacrifice it to me. I’m not a rag-and-bone man… After muttering

Magician was still inside the Sealed Artifact, so he planned on figuring out the situation of the Box of the Great Old Ones as soon as possible so as to prevent

as long as I don’t attempt to divine what the third level is or attempt to seek out the source of the power,

that, he conjured a pen and paper

and muttered silently, The first level can allow the interior space to switch locations with the target’s area and miniaturize the corresponding scene, turning

be released within 24 hours. Otherwise, they will be permanently

specific region is chosen—one so small that it’s almost devoid of any living creatures—swapping it with the interior

of this ability. It reaches its limit with

places. It allows the wielder and the living beings within a certain range to directly move to

the time, the chosen location will change, and the destination of the final destination will be unpredictable… As for when the designated location will be effective and when an anomaly happens, there’s no way

by good luck. Or perhaps,

transfer the City of Silver out of the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Sigh, if I can, my Miracle Invoker ritual will be very simple… Uh, I’ll

take the risk to

seems to have something to do with the scene of the

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