Lord of the Mysteries

Ever since the war became prolonged, the Loen soldiers had seen countless unnatural phenomena. It happened so many that they were somewhat numb to it. However, the scene of the dismembered corpses crawling up remained a shocking scene. It left them horrified and confused. They felt as though they were unable to survive the impending disaster, and would eventually become zombies.

Of course, there was a reason why they were able to maintain their morale after seeing such unnatural phenomena.

Just as they were feeling extreme fear, a series of chants sounded from behind them.

“Lacking clothes and food, they have no shelter in the cold.

“…

“The Evernight did not forsake them, but bestowed them with love[1].”

The holy and sympathetic prayer reverberated across the entire defense line, causing the fear in every soldier to quickly dissipate, their bodies and minds turning tranquil.

Then, a number of the soldiers followed orders and moved out cannons covered in silver patterns. They adjusted the muzzles and aimed at the dismembered corpses that were rushing at them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sparks flew as shells landed in different spots on the battlefield, exploding and emitting a thick darkness.

The dismembered corpses collapsed, the strength within them vanishing; otherwise, they were directly destroyed, returning to their eternal slumber.

The mysterious black-robed man behind the Resistance army raised his arms upon seeing this, as though he was hugging the crimson moon.

At that moment, his body suddenly turned incorporeal, his body dyed a faint red as he transformed into a hazy ray of moonlight.

The moonlight shattered instantly, turning into red scales before dissipating in place.

Moonlight Transformation!

This was a Beyonder power that a Sequence 5 Scarlet Scholar of the Apothecary pathway possessed. To a Sequence 4 Shaman King, it was almost instinctive.

And at the spot where the Shaman King had been, a figure quickly outlined itself.

It was a huge cloth doll. “It” had blonde hair and bright red eyes, and wore a long black gothic dress with countless mysterious patterns engraved on it. Swirling around it was sinister vines. Its skin had a luster that no human should possess.

Reinette Tinekerr!

used the Staff of the Stars to summon “Herself” back when she was in

the real one. Klein had brought it back to

the Staff of the Stars would summon Reinette Tinekerr in her peak state. The whole burden would be placed on Fors, causing her spirituality to

temporarily lend the actual Staff of the Stars to Reinette Tinekerr. The draining of spirituality would be

existences that were

a “cloth doll,” “She” could stop unwanted scenes from surfacing in “Her” mind. And after changing into a concealed state, the Staff of the Stars could hardly

had attempted to sneak closer to directly possess the Rose School of Thought’s Shaman King and instantly end the battle. However, the other party had discovered the danger ahead of time. Using the moonlight’s illumination, he was one step ahead of the

red scales rapidly reformed into the black-robed, hooded Rose School of Thought Shaman King. His eyes were

a black trench coat and a half top hat. He had a transparent glove on his left hand as he raised his right hand

rose up from various parts of the battlefield, as if they were announcing the beginning

tore apart the clothes on his chest. At

would’ve transformed into a rabbit or a goat in the next second. He would “lose”

exposed chest revealed a long, thin brown puppet which was

organs. Its eyes and mouth were

the puppet was dyed red as

that surged into the organs

the mud, an

flowing with a black sticky liquid that kept protruding out with strange objects. Some were skulls, some had barbed tongues,

Abomination Suah!

of Thought’s leader, an existence at Sequence 1, had crossed the vast distance and descended with the

instantly caused the surrounding members of the Rose School of Thought and supporting members to either die, mutate, or wildly attack their comrades. Apart from the Shaman King, no one

…

Balam, in a port

floor of a cathedral that once belonged to the Church

White glanced at the doll-like Sharron and took out a bronze box with many ruby gems embedded

was an eyeball-shaped glass sphere. It was a Sealed Artifact which Emlyn had requested from the Sanguine,

dealing with the Mutant pathway’s demigods and Shaman Kings. It could even be considered able

kindness

away as the moonlight that shone

black-and-white hair. He sneered at the city’s Nighthawks and Mandated Punishers for moving the Loen citizens and all the Sealed Artifacts

escape, but with so many ordinary people, how can you effectively move without being noticed? There’s no need for me to send people to track you. Simply locking down the surrounding docks and food supplies is enough to break you down without

active in the Southern Continent since the early Fifth Epoch and was even suspected to be dead, cast his gaze out the window and stared at the crimson moon