Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1200

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.

in midair and

intense, it’s definitely at the

polluted aura is simply…

down at the middle of the collapsed

a tarot card depicting an old man holding a staff and a glass

The Hermit card!

fell silent as no

…

he looked at the Box of the Great

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

steam as it completely drowned out the Box

this moment, the silver-black jewelry box that was embedded with gems seemed to become an insect in

was triggered when I spied on the true gods or Kings of Angels and when I was injured… This is the first time it has experienced

had been a little carried away after gaining

because it didn’t involve a Uniqueness, and with how

under control… In 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

he planned on figuring out the situation of the Box of the

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

conjured a pen

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

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

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

reaches its limit with a city the size of Backlund… Why did I use Backlund as

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

time, the chosen location will change, and the destination of the final destination will be unpredictable… As for when

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

out of the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Sigh, if I can, my Miracle Invoker ritual will

I won’t take the risk to pry

of the Great Old Ones are very simple. It’s just that the wielder will randomly vanish, suddenly die, or 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

vanished go? This seems to have something

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