Lord of the Mysteries

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…

“…”

Tenebrous Kisma cried, feeling both vexed and

repent, I repent,

…

later, in an

Gray Abraham had received a letter from

issues. After confirming that there were

letter was the usual greeting. Following that, Fors

already killed Saint of Secrets Botis, and obtained the items

through the letter quickly, but he ended up stuck on this sentence. He

strong and powerful Botis was. He also

teaching for over a year had told him in a very calm tone that Botis had already been taken care

an instant, the only things that echoed in Dorian’s mind were thoughts of: “impossible,” “a lie,” and “a conspiracy.” He suspected

faction, Sequence 4 Beyonders were the absolute upper echelons and extremely important members. How could they

up and down as he forcefully

Box of the Great Old Ones. I

few times. He felt that the letter in his hand was as heavy as a

unfamiliar with the Box of the Great Old Ones. This was a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact of the

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

knew very well how dangerous

he finally

was the first time Fors had indicated that she

course, Dorian had already guessed it, but he hadn’t

sighed and eagerly read the

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

the Box of the Great Old Ones and ruminated

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

person who caused the descendants of the Abraham family to lose

was like a

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

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

period of time, Dorian folded the

Such goodwill

he muttered to himself, he fell into silence again. His expression was gloomy and

Gong!

of the wall clock rang punctually, snapping Dorian out of his

solemn, and he finally

making up his mind, Dorian felt

his bag and heading out to the steam locomotive station in Pritz

was going to Southville, but not

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

would consume a type 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 was controlled and unable to commit suicide, he would quickly die because he had no chance to take the medicine. With

this “journey,” Dorian had put life and death

to sacrifice his life for that

…

Borough in Backlund, beneath Saint