Chapter 1204 Putting Life and Death Aside

Fors wasn’t surprised by Mr. World’s request. She nervously replied, “Al-alright.

“What kind of deal is it exactly?”

During this period of time, she had communicated with her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham, several times. Under Miss Justice’s guidance, she had laid quite a lot of foundation for the impending request.

The World Klein laughed hoarsely.

“You don’t have to tell him what I want for now. Just lay out my chips for him and see if he’s interested.”

“Your bargaining chip is still the promise to break the Abraham family’s curse?” Fors cautiously sought confirmation.

Klein nodded and pointed at 0-61 on the long mottled table.

“It can also be this Box of the Great Old Ones.”

An item used to exchange for a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact can’t be simple… Be it Justice Audrey or The Hermit Cattleya, both of them suddenly had such a realization.

However, Fors paid more attention to the promise of breaking the curse. This was because she had experienced it herself and knew how tragic her teacher’s family was.

She replied solemnly without hesitation, “Alright.”

Backlund, West Borough, in the basement of a house.

Saint Tenebrous, who was hidden in the shadows, suddenly grew out of the darkness.

He turned his head as if he was listening to something. The muscles on his cheeks began to twitch. It wasn’t just one chunk of flesh, but bits. Not only were they not connected to each other, but they were also interfering with each other. It looked extremely odd.

In seconds, Kisma wore an extremely painful expression as his skin tore apart, as flesh and blood beneath squirmed, mixed with a deep black.

With a thud, he fell to the ground and prostrated himself before the altar, vomiting out large amounts of organs and shimmering light.

Saint Tenebrous’s head was pressed tightly against the ground as he muttered crazily, “Botis actually died…

“A Secrets Sorcerer who wields a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact died just like that…

“There’s a tarot card, The Hermit…

“The two enemies that attacked were saints. One was a Mysticologist, while the other was a Manipulator…

“The organization that believes in The Fool and uses tarot cards as their codenames…

“Gehrman Sparrow… Azik Eggers…

“…”

an uncontrollable murmur, Saint Tenebrous Kisma

I

an apartment’s room in Pritz

had received a letter from Fors

that there were no issues. After confirming that there were no abnormal signs, he took out the letter with the help of a

was the usual greeting. Following that,

Saint of Secrets Botis, and obtained the items

on scanning through the letter quickly, but he ended up stuck on

He also knew very

over a year had told him in a very calm tone that Botis

of: “impossible,” “a lie,”

upper echelons and extremely important members. How could they be

bobbed up and down as he forcefully focused and continued reading the contents of the

Great Old

another line, Dorian’s eyelids twitched a few times. He felt that the letter

wasn’t unfamiliar with the Box of the Great Old Ones. This was a Grade

the Great Old Ones… Dorian’s shock kept rising. He felt that things had gone beyond his imagination. On the other hand, he felt that there was a possibility that it wasn’t impossible. Perhaps the one who really killed Botis was actually the Box of the

very well how dangerous

he finally

was the first time Fors had indicated

had already guessed it, but he hadn’t called

and eagerly read the

for this operation against Botis. He said that he wants to make a deal with you, and is willing to use the Box of the Great Old Ones or a promise to remove the Abraham family’s curse in exchange. He wonders if you are interested. He doesn’t know where you are, and I won’t tell him. You

skipped over the Box of the Great

the true nature of the family’s curse. It was

that the person who caused the descendants of the Abraham family to lose control

like a

“His” actions, nor did he know how to describe his complicated feelings.

family,

time, Dorian folded

Such goodwill

into silence again. His expression

Gong!

of the wall clock rang punctually, snapping Dorian out

gradually became solemn, and he finally made

mind, Dorian felt much more relaxed. He

packing his bag and heading out to the

going to Southville, but not to

items and potion formulas to one of the family members who was staying there before returning to Pritz Harbor. With his identity as Dorian Gray, he would head to Backlund to meet his student, Fors, and the powerhouse who

curse that rooted itself in his Spirit Body. He would have to regularly consume another type of medicine to maintain his life. This way, even if he was controlled and unable to commit

had

his

Backlund, beneath Saint

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