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.

stopped in midair and looked

too intense,

remnant polluted

spoke, the four demigods looked down at the middle

depicting an old

The Hermit card!

instantly fell silent as no one spoke

fog, in the ancient palace, Klein was frowning as he looked at the Box of the Great Old Ones in front

entire Sefirah Castle began to stir, as if it had been brought to boiling

steam as it

that was embedded with gems seemed to become an insect

when I 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 right

still a little afraid. He felt that he had been a

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

the future, I’ll have to tell Ma’am Hermit and the others that they can’t pick up anything and sacrifice it to me. I’m not a rag-and-bone man… After muttering a few words, he began inspecting

planned on figuring out the situation of the Box

is rather limited. I’ll still have to do it myself… From the looks of it, as long as I don’t attempt to divine what the third level is or attempt to seek out the source of the power,

conjured a pen and paper and began

an unknown period of time, he finally opened his eyes 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 objects into toys… This is an ability that can barely be made use

living beings that have been turned into toys must be released within 24 hours. Otherwise,

them. As long as a specific region is chosen—one so small that it’s almost devoid

limit to the scope of this ability. It reaches its limit with a city the size of Backlund… Why did I use

the Abyss, cosmos, and all sorts of places. It allows the wielder and the living beings within a certain range to directly move

it’s random. A small portion can be designated by the wielder, thus releasing the corresponding location. Most of 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,

be something that can’t be affected by good luck. Or perhaps, good luck cannot

the Great Old Ones’s Beyonder power to directly 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 try and see if making them into toys

take the risk to pry into

mutate. If there are no holders, the living beings in the surrounding areas will encounter terrifying matters one after another depending on their distance from it and their sizes. The maximum range is the same as the first level… These Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts can destroy cities wantonly, killing hundreds of thousands or even millions. It’s no wonder they are given the highest sealing. One is not

that vanished go? This seems to have something to do with the scene of the second

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