Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1232 Comparison Experiments

After becoming a demigod and gaining some level of control over Sefirah Castle, Klein was able to prevent its aura from permeating out into the real world and augmenting him. This made him stop considering similar problems. After all, this would result in abnormalities, causing him to be recognized by the Beyonders of the “Fate” pathway at a glance—it was rather unsafe. And at this moment, once he received Will Auceptin’s reminder, he felt that it opened up new possibilities.

When I was only a subsidiary to Sefirah Castle and only had the right to use it, the aura and projection of Sefirah Castle made a saint of the Fate pathway not dare to look at me directly. I was equivalent to a Mythical Creature in the eyes to the corresponding Low- and Mid-Sequence Beyonders. Now that I have initial control over Sefirah Castle, there’s a high chance I can make the “effects” better… This can affect angels who are complete Mythical Creatures “Themselves”? Sefirah Castle’s level reaches that of Sequence 0 at the very least? Yes, according to my deductions, it might even be higher than Sequence 0… It has the trait that just knowing of it will result in corruption? Klein’s mind whirred with activity as though streaks of lightning were flashing across his mind.

He quickly made up his mind. After returning to the Forsaken Land of the Gods, he would find the monsters in the depths of the darkness and do some experiments with the marionettes in the fog of history, so as to deduce if his idea worked.

He smiled and said to the one-year-old child in the black pram, “I understand what you mean. I’ll get someone to send you ice-cream soon.”

Will Auceptin, who was wrapped in silver silk, slowly turned his head and looked to the side.

“No, there’s no need.

“I’ve been eating too much ice-cream during this period of time, and it’s starting to affect my body’s development…”

Klein pricked up his brows and asked, “Genuine, top-grade ice-cream produced right from the Intis capital, Trier.”

“…Give it to me next week.” Will Auceptin hesitated before answering.

With that said, the plump one-year-old child turned around and buried his face into a tiny pillow in the pram.

Due to the limited time Miss Magician had at maintaining the Historical Void projection, Klein didn’t say anything else. Using his unique trait, he forcefully escaped the dream and woke up before getting out of bed.

Right on the heels of that, he stretched out his right hand and repeatedly pulled at the air.

Four to five times later, his arm sank as he dragged out a woman wearing a simple linen robe with a tree bark belt. She was barefooted and had long black hair. She was a lady with average looks.

The leader of the ascetics of the Church of Evernight, Servant of Concealment, Arianna!

At the same moment, in Hillston Borough, in an apartment, Fors, who was sitting in a reclining chair, seemed to be pulled by invisible threads as she sat up abruptly. Her body straightened as the blood vessels on her forehead throbbed.

She felt that her spirituality was like a flood that flowed towards the void in front of her, one that she couldn’t stop no matter how hard she tried. She was on the brink of being sucked dry.

In the next second, this sudden surge eased quite a bit, but it remained frightening. It wasn’t something that she could handle now.

In a hotel room, Klein spoke succinctly once he saw the Historical Void projection of Ma’am Arianna gaining sentience.

others to deal with a

nodded gently, indicating that she understood,

lot more at ease with the plan to hunt the Shaman King. He then said, “I’ve been planning on targeting the

her mouth slightly and

Dark Demonic Wolf, Kotar? Just as he was about to ask a question,

Thud!

the reclining chair as her facial muscles twitched

is more tiring than writing all night long…” She gritted her teeth and

paradoxically

…

city in the north, there was no one

faint yellow light,

shielding the aura of the gray

foundation, Klein consciously strengthened the projection that Sefirah Castle

done with his preparations, he quickly turned a monster hidden in the darkness

marionette walked out of the darkness. Under the illumination of the lantern,

than the coated and hatted Klein having deeper, more profound eyes, his temperament had also become even more indescribable. There wasn’t

confirmed that ordinary people, or most Beyonders, were unable to discover that

from half a day ago. He controlled the rather dull historical projection to cast his gaze

“Klein” saw a layer of grayish-white fog covering his body. Its interior

the projection’s support and attempted to pull out Marionettist Rosago and

confirm that I’m related to Sefirah Castle. There’s no way to directly see the strange door of light, which is also the projection of

himself to “rescue himself,” he raised his hand and pulled out Winner Enuni from

reflected Klein’s figure. There was a faint gray

were clustered around countless spherical lights. The spherical lights formed a door of light that was

before as it appeared even more textured. At

like a tall and thin, brilliant figure. And the grayish-white fog around it was the figure’s hooded

he was being watched by this deep, mysterious, towering, and terrifying figure with

as blood mixed with transparent maggots spurted

Spirit fell to the ground as they frantically rolled and struggled. Some of them rapidly dissipated, while some eventually calmed down before crawling back into his

losing consciousness and suffering memory loss the last time… Klein rubbed his

him, had already vanished because of the impact that Klein had

why Klein didn’t suffer too much

see the mutated strange door of light.