Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1204

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…

“…”

Kisma cried,

I

…

an

Gray Abraham had received a letter

that there were no

was the usual greeting. Following that, Fors directly

Botis, and

letter quickly, but he ended up stuck on this sentence. He read it a

strong and powerful Botis was. He also knew

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

of: “impossible,” “a lie,” and “a conspiracy.” He

were the absolute upper echelons and extremely important members. How could

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

Old

another line, Dorian’s eyelids twitched a few times. He felt that the letter in his hand was as heavy

wasn’t unfamiliar with the Box of the Great Old Ones. This was a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact

Box of 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

how dangerous that Grade 0

same time, he finally noticed a

was the first time Fors had indicated that she had companions and

already guessed it, but

Dorian sighed and

deal with you, and is willing to use the Box of the Great Old Ones or a promise to

the Great Old Ones and ruminated

had fully understood the true nature of the family’s curse. It was both a sorrowful and helpless matter—a glimmer of hope that was brewed out of

who would have thought that the person who caused the descendants of the

like a cruel joke from

the consequences of “His” actions, nor did he know how to describe his complicated feelings. However, he couldn’t help but start searching for

slim hope, but for the Abraham family, it was enough, because

Dorian folded the letter and

goodwill is

he fell into silence again. His expression was gloomy and his heart seemed

Gong!

of the wall clock rang punctually,

solemn, and he finally

Dorian felt much more relaxed. He even

first burned Fors’s letter before packing his bag and heading out

Southville, but not to

handing all his family’s items and potion formulas to one of the family members who was staying there before returning to Pritz Harbor. With his identity as

of medicine in advance to allow himself to suffer a powerful 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

Dorian had put life and

willing to sacrifice his life

…

in Backlund,

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