Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1233

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!

to summon “Herself” back when

one. Klein had brought it back to the

projection summoning a Staff of the Stars projection; then, the projection of the Staff of the Stars would summon Reinette Tinekerr in her peak state. The whole burden would be

problem was to temporarily lend the actual Staff of the Stars to Reinette Tinekerr. The draining

same time, Reinette Tinekerr was probably one of the existences

a key representative of the temperance faction, and as a Puppet and a “cloth doll,” “She” could stop unwanted scenes from surfacing in “Her” mind. And after changing into a

sneak closer to directly possess the Rose School of Thought’s Shaman King and instantly end the battle.

the crimson glow that enveloped the ground, red scales rapidly reformed into the black-robed, hooded Rose School of Thought Shaman King. His eyes were closed eyes tightly, not

same time, on the other side of the battlefield, a figure rapidly appeared. It was none other than Gehrman Sparrow, who was wearing a black trench coat and a half top hat. He had a transparent glove on his left

from various parts of the battlefield, as if

and tore apart the clothes on his chest. At that moment,

Thought Shaman King would’ve transformed into a rabbit or a goat in the next second. He would “lose” most of his characteristics

chest revealed a long, thin

his internal organs. Its eyes and mouth were like

the puppet was dyed red as though

a pool of mud that surged into the organs

an arm stretched

black sticky liquid that kept protruding out with strange objects. Some were skulls,

Abomination Suah!

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

Rose School of Thought and supporting members to either die, mutate, or wildly attack their comrades.

…

in a port

King Klarman, who wielded the highest authority here, stood at the top floor of a cathedral that once belonged to

away, Emlyn White glanced at the doll-like Sharron and took out a bronze box

Artifact which Emlyn had requested from the Sanguine,

effective at dealing with the Mutant pathway’s demigods and Shaman Kings. It could even be considered able to restrain them in

kindness just because Emlyn and

seeing Sharron nod slightly to indicate that there were no problems, Emlyn’s body phased away as the moonlight that shone into

and forth with his puffy, black-and-white hair. He sneered at the city’s Nighthawks and

without being noticed? There’s no

the Southern Continent since the early Fifth Epoch and was

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