Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1235 Most Valued Support

The silver-black, three-tiered accessory box with many embedded gems quickly opened, revealing the interior of the second level.

It was dark. Even the surrounding barriers seemed to blend in with it. It gave one the feeling that it was a pocket of infinite space.

In an instant, the darkness lit up with countless resplendent speckles, as if they had transformed into a miniature cosmos, a miniature universe.

These bright points of light rapidly spun as the surrounding scene changed several times in a second.

What Klein expected was to move Abomination Suah, the Rose School of Thought Shaman, and many of their followers to the ruins of the battle of the gods. By making them leave the Southern Continent, they wouldn’t be able to immediately sense that Klarman had been attacked. This way, they wouldn’t be able to provide any timely and effective assistance. However, the second level of the Box of the Great Old Ones had an element of randomness to it. The act of sending things to the designated scene succeeded a handful of times. Most of the time, the selected destination would suffer an unavoidable change. This was something that couldn’t be influenced with luck, and at the very least, no one below Sequence 0 could do so.

Therefore, when he opened the second level of the Box of the Great Old Ones, Klein didn’t know what would happen. It was the same as not using any Beyonder powers to cheat at gambling. He had to rely solely on observation to push out all his chips. This left his heart filled with anxiety. Of course, he wasn’t too worried. No matter where the Box of the Great Old Ones brought him and Miss Messenger, it was impossible to harm him in any way. After all, Reinette Tinekerr was fake, the Box of the Great Old Ones was fake, and even he himself was fake.

With this in consideration, even if he was thrown underground by the Box of the Great Old Ones and faced a terrifying corruption, Klein could instantly dispel the Historical Void projection, enter Sefirah Castle to do a complete “disinfection” and sever all connections.

Building on this foundation, he had the ability to help Miss Messenger’s main body resist the corruption. Since it wasn’t directly experienced—through the layer of a historical projection—the outcome was relatively better.

The only thing he needed to worry about was that the random scene selected by the Box of the Great Old Ones was where Miss Sharron and Emlyn were attacking Shaman King Klarman. That way, it would be equivalent to leading the main enemy force to head straight for his headquarters. This meant that they could only consider giving up on the operation, and he and Reinette Tinekerr would undertake the responsibility of helping all participants escape from the battlefield and escape the Southern Continent.

The probability of this happening was very low, but he had to be wary.

At that moment, due to the influence of Abomination Suah’s aura, Klein’s spirituality had “frozen” quite a bit. It seemed to bind his body and soul, but it still flowed into the Box of the Great Old Ones, maintaining its open state.

In the blink of an eye, the scene in the second level of the Box of the Great Old Ones changed, revealing a tiny, vast sea.

Klein, Reinette Tinekerr, Abomination Suah, the hooded Shaman King, and many Rose School of Thought believers and subordinates saw endless yellow sand and the extreme cold of the night.

Other than the projection of the Chained God, all the living beings on the battlefield were instantly transported to a desert!

As for the projection, due to the departure of Abomination Suah, the connection was severed, preventing “His” powers from seeping into reality.

Without the luxury of time to examine where he was currently, Klein dispelled the Box of the Great Old Ones and snapped his fingers, summoning a scarlet flame as he constantly jumped within them.

He had done so to avoid the attention of Abomination Suah, as well as grab the opportunity to complete the summoning of the Historical Void projection.

roar. His mind suddenly went blank, and he temporarily

flames he was immersed in came alive as well and, like

a roar and the influence of some auras, Abomination Suah

in “Her” peak condition, was his teammate, Klein’s projection

doll the size of a castle took a step

the distorted “wood” that was covered in pitch-black liquid seemed to encounter a flood dike. It repelled backward

root of the curse was the anger, hatred, and “Her” grudge that had

Abomination Suah didn’t show any obvious changes. “He” only staggered

existences were always able to restrain low-level Beyonders of the same

flames, Klein used Creeping Hunger to flash to

look directly at Abomination Suah. He seized the opportunity and reached out with his right

he didn’t drag anything

none other than the leader of the

from before worked after all… A thought flashed through his mind as he activated Creeping Hunger once again and

instantly turned dark and deep. Following that, she joined

Reinette Tinekerr, who was in a rather difficult situation and trying hard to create opportunities for him, finally

short-distance “Blinking” was simply too effective. Without the projection of the Chained God and “His” influence of the surrounding area, and the interference of Abomination, Klein was like a fish in water. He

effective manner due

grabbed at the void a few more times until he dragged out

soft and his gaze was cold. He wore a deep black

angel… The Shaman King’s eyelids twitched as he watched. At this moment, Abomination Suah

extended into

completely affected, Klein “Blinked” behind Mr. Azik. With “Him” shielding him, he quickly grabbed at the

he pulled out a silvery-white snake’s

Another angel!

was summoned by Reinette Tinekerr using the Staff of the Stars. The spirituality consumed was borne by this

would’ve already fainted the moment the Servant of Concealment, Arianna, descended. There was no way she could endure spirituality expenditure such

time to set up the ritual and bring the Staff of the Stars to the real world. Then, the maintenance of the historical projection would be dispelled,

losing the help of the Chained God’s projection, but also being

mouth and chanted in ancient Hermes words. “He” had once again prayed

…

front of Shaman King Klarman, just the extension of two trembling hands was enough

angel of the Rose School