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

intense, it’s definitely at the

remnant polluted aura

down at the middle of the

tarot card depicting an old man holding a

The Hermit card!

Celt, Anthony, and Horamick instantly fell

as he looked at the Box

Sefirah Castle began to stir, as if it had

as it completely drowned out

seemed to become an

the true gods or Kings of Angels and when I was injured… This is the first time

he had been a little carried away after gaining initial

dare let a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact enter this place. And this time, because it didn’t involve a Uniqueness, and with how

sacrifice it to

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 the bait from dying

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, the danger is acceptable or even nonexistent… Klein made a preliminary assessment based

conjured a pen and paper and began

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

been turned into toys must be released within 24 hours. Otherwise, they will be permanently

long as a specific region is chosen—one so small that it’s

this ability. It reaches its limit with a city the size of

Abyss, cosmos, and all sorts of places. It allows the wielder and the

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

be something that can’t be affected by good

Box of the Great Old Ones’s Beyonder power to directly transfer the City of Silver out of the Forsaken Land of the

third level is very dangerous, very, very dangerous. I won’t take the risk to pry into

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

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

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