Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1263 The Final Watch

After a short pause, a brilliant silvery-white glow continued to stretch out in front of them, completely drowning out the two invisible barriers that shielded Colin Iliad, Derrick Berg, and Lovia.

The barrier blocking the silver snaking lightning began to violently tremble. A crack that resembled tree branches appeared. As for how long the barrier could last in the Lightning Storm, that remained a question.

At this moment, behind Dark Angel Sasrir, there was an area that wasn’t covered by the forest of lightning. Klein’s figure, in his black trench coat and silk half top hat, appeared.

He was like a precise and cold machine. Without any hesitation, he aimed the Staff of the Stars at the side of the special evil spirit, quickly outlining all sorts of information related to the Beyonder powers in his mind.

He had previously performed tests—he couldn’t “Wander” too far with the Staff of the Stars within the Giant King’s Court, so he could only use “Blink” in a tiny vicinity. Therefore, he gave up on the idea of directly sending Dark Angel Sasrir out the Giant King’s Court and seizing the opportunity to take the first Blasphemy Slate and leaving by “opening” the door.

As the various gems on the Staff of the Stars lit up, Sasrir’s eyes which burned with pitch-black flames suddenly closed.

He had been forcibly dragged into a dream by Klein!

This was a Beyonder power belonging to the Evernight pathway’s Sequence 7, but the one that Klein replicated had belonged to the version which the Evernight Cloister’s matron, the Servant of Concealment Arianna, had used—the Beyonder power of pulling someone into a dream performed at the angel-level!

In the hazy dream world, Dark Angel Sasrir wore a black robe with complicated symbols embroidered with silver threads and adorned with accessories. “He” had appeared in a desolate moor.

“His” eyes remained ice-cold, unlike the dull and lifeless eyes of most Beyonders when they were in dreams.

The Spectator pathway also belonged to the Chaos Sea pathway. And its Sequence 5 and Sequence 3 were Dreamwalker and Dreamweaver respectively!

Moments later, Sasrir’s pupils turned golden and vertical.

“His” giant figure faded away as a layer of abnormally thick shadows appeared in front of “Him.”

This shadow completely blocked Sasrir, making it possible to vaguely make out a pair of eyes hidden behind the “curtain.”

In the blink of an eye, the “curtains” parted, revealing an indescribable color, like a sea that seemed to contain all secrets.

Boom!

When Klein, the conjurer of the dream, saw this scene, his mind erupted with thoughts before he could analyze the details. It was as though his brain was a boiling pot of wheat porridge.

The corners of his mouth curled up instinctively, and most of his Virtual Persona disintegrated. He nearly let out a tragic cry as transparent maggots under his left cheek began to drill out one by one. The meat tendrils on his right face grew more and more obvious, becoming thinner and thinner, approaching that of Worms of Spirit.

and Dark Angel Sasrir’s consciousness returned

deep slumber, the sea of lightning faded

in his right hand, causing the silvery-white light to “Blink” to Sasrir’s body. As Lovia resisted the restraints of the shadow “cloak,” she got the Silver Knight evil spirit she Grazed to swing its greatsword upwards from below, bringing with it a terrifying storm formed from blobs of light. Derrick condensed a dazzling white “Unshadowed Spear,” thrusting it at the Dark

light, as though “He” had suddenly become a sun

the silver beam dimmed. All the latter could do was damage the target’s aura, and not deal any harm to “His”

couldn’t help but bow their heads in worship. As for

Sasrir’s eyes closed once

of Spirit constantly vanishing on Klein’s body, he stubbornly endured the scorching sun’s heat and pointed the Staff of the Stars at the evil

that he had replicated once again had forcefully pulled Dark Angel Sasrir into

body into the strange door of light that was tainted with some bluish-black colors. The door of light was made up of countless layers of illusory spherical light. Every spherical

and sinister shadow, then “He” pulled open the “curtain,” allowing the “sea”

the same time and raised their bodies slightly across each

other’s expression was

Persona

her pale-gray eyes. She used the two-meter-tall, squirming flesh to extend. Those skinless legs, which were flowing with bright red liquid, stepped

madness appeared in her eyes. It didn’t appear like it would take long

that moment, Lovia’s eyes were filled with more rationality

and knew her current state and

the howling winds, her collapsing body, along with

and blood intruded as the thick shadow rapidly expanded, binding the

for Lovia to speak, Colin Iliad had already understood her intentions. He immediately roared in a low voice,

Boom!

at the same time, allowing the silver light to surge at Lovia and Dark Angel Sasrir who were embroiled with each

bit his

palace that was shrouded in the shadows suddenly lit up as huge balls of light filled with holy flames appeared out of thin air.

Flaring Sun!

bright glow, Lovia’s pale-gray eyes revealed the pain that she acutely felt. Her voice echoed

never betrayed

flesh and the shadow “cloak” she used to envelop Dark Angel Sasrir’s body swelled

Boom!

before she fell to the ground. Her shadow tore apart, turning

pitch-black and sticky sea filled with an aura of Degeneration. It swallowed the remaining silvery-white light and “Flaring Sun,” reducing

giant dressed in a gorgeous black robe with silver threads. However, the black wings on his back had thinned

the same time, “His” pupils turned vertical and

violent but surreal wind surged around “Him” and filled every corner of the shadow palace with