Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1285 Forget About Leaving, All of You

Although there weren’t many supplicants in the Storm cathedral in the evening, Klein chose to appear on a corridor that led to the garden so as to avoid conflict.

“How magical…” Pasha muttered to herself as she looked at the settling surroundings.

Roy suppressed his emotions and looked around.

“If that chief shepherd comes to the cathedral to tide over the curfew, he could be somewhere like this.”

“If one isn’t worried about accumulating the number of crimes they commit, an angel has too many ways to fool the average person,” Klein said casually. “I’ll send you to the other cathedrals later. Try to stay in places with glass windows and mirrors. Once you discover any outsiders that might be from Feysac, find an opportunity to draw a symbol…”

Before he could finish his sentence, his head suddenly turned as he looked at the door leading to the garden in the prayer hall.

A figure over 2.6 meters tall slowly walked out. He was wearing a long black robe with white edges, one completely filled with his bulging muscles.

This was an old, white-bearded man wearing a square hat. His eyes were pale blue, and he had few wrinkles. He had an aura of superciliousness.

The chief shepherd of the Church of the God of Combat, Larrion… Without needing to identify the figure, Klein’s spiritual intuition told him that the person opposite him was an angel, the reason for coming to the cathedral.

Larrion glanced at him and said in surprise, “It’s not Arianna…”

“He” immediately restrained “His” expression and said rather indifferently, “Appears to be ‘Her’ helper.

“You can tell ‘Her’ that I’ve reached an agreement with 0-02, which has come alive to a certain degree. I’ll give up sealing it in exchange for permission to leave. And y’all will stay here, enduring the changes in the rules and the increasingly stricter laws until y’all are completely dead…”

The chief shepherd didn’t seem to be worried that Klein would stop “Him” at all. This was because when “He” spoke, “His” body was rapidly aging. The surface of “His” skin quickly became covered in wrinkles, with aging spots appearing on it, dripping with a rotting liquid.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Larrion looked as though he was about to evaporate into thin air from his aging.

Then, “He” turned into a pool of rotten liquid that completely evaporated.

The impact of this scene sent shivers down Biles and company’s spines. They felt as if their minds were about to go haywire and that their emotions were about to collapse.

This was just like the countless tiny worms that had crawled out from the wound on Mr. Magician’s wrist when he reformed his hand. It was just as terrifying and harrowing!

A strange ability; it has something to do with Twilight? Klein didn’t have any intention of stopping Larrion. He only nodded in thought.

In the spirit world corresponding to Belltaine, Larrion’s figure appeared and returned to normal.

Right on the heels of that, as though “He” could control spirit world creatures, he passed through an invisible barrier and escaped the many restrictions of Belltaine City.

But just as Larrion was about to begin “tearing” through space, everything suddenly darkened and “He” saw a seamless patch of dark “cloth.”

It was like a wall that blocked Larrion’s path!

the Seven Pure Lights were. However, “He” could only see an illusory “curtain” hanging down from it, enveloping

had told “Him” that the barrier formed by the “curtain” was extremely strong and difficult to break through. “He” needed to spend a lot of time and effort to do

happening had a strange

was akin to “Him” finally finding the key to a secret chamber after countless hardships. Just when “He” had the chance to open the door and leave before others could, “He” was surprised to find that there was an additional lock

it’s outside of Belltaine City, out of the law’s jurisdiction… This historical projection should’ve existed here a long time ago. It can’t last more than two minutes, so it will dissipate on its own… Larrion quickly regained his composure, allowing his anchors and inclination

…

the corridor of the Storm cathedral, Roy and company finally recovered. They turned their heads to look at Mr. Magician, who

saying fearfully, “‘He’…

about 0-02’s location. Relying

no one present knew what the terrifying Sealed Artifact looked like. Describing it as

replied with a smile. “Do

but he realized that the chief shepherd would rather wait in the spirit world for the “curtain” historical projection to disappear. And although he could enter the spirit world as well, he was unable to break through the strange

a few Worms of Spirit control his body. He spoke to the Beyonders beside him in an

safe state. Only by doing so

Pasha shook her head.

to do something, 0-02 will definitely add new rules to resolve

still buy us

should be on finding 0-02. Perhaps

for what kind of “contradiction” could achieve such an effect or how to create it, he

to resolve it… Klein wore a smile as he listened silently. Sparks flew as his thoughts crashed

that moment, aqueous light appeared on the surface of the magic mirror in his hand

know what

was taken aback for a moment

the silver mirror quickly returned and

two

with the curfew order, the various cathedrals

accommodate guests who have registered

Phil panicked.

do we go

how he, Roy,

surged through their

had been maintaining his silence, smiled and cast his

your house

has already collapsed from the blast of an artillery shell,” Biles answered,

said, “You can make a wish to return your house to its original state. I’ll grant

powers, Biles still felt that it would be much more difficult to restore a collapsed house to its original state. After all, Dr. Weber, the military doctor who

course.” Klein smiled and reminded

in the cathedral were

didn’t dare to delay any further as he immediately said, “I wish that my house will return to its original

his right hand and snapped his fingers. “Your wish

Roy and company were in a daze, Klein activated Teleport once again and brought them to

him. Subconsciously, he reached out his

messy old newspapers strewn everywhere were reflected in his eyes as