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!

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

same time, Larrion’s intuition as a Demon Hunter had told “Him” that the barrier formed by the “curtain” was extremely strong and difficult to break through.

happening had a strange comical feeling, making him unable to

secret chamber after countless hardships. Just when “He” had the chance to open the door and leave before others could, “He”

the Historical Void… It’s fraud! No, 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 towards madness to once again

…

company finally recovered. They turned their heads to look at Mr. Magician, who was in no way inferior to the angel

saying fearfully, “‘He’… ‘He’ seems

wouldn’t be able to obtain any information about 0-02’s location. Relying on

knew what the terrifying Sealed Artifact looked like. Describing it as a book made it too

think of other solutions,” Klein replied with a

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 barrier created after

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

that’s similar to what happened to Biles so that we’ll be in a relatively safe state. Only

Pasha shook her head.

if we use this kind of ‘contradiction’ to do something, 0-02 will definitely add new rules to resolve

this can still buy us some

and added, “but our focus should be

or how to create

will be added to resolve it… Klein wore a smile as he listened silently. Sparks flew as

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

do you want to know what the new content on the

mirror directly asked me… Why did it ask me directly? Pasha was taken aback for a moment before she hurriedly nodded and answered,

aqueous light in the silver mirror quickly returned and presented a scene of

two

the various

guests who

Phil panicked.

we go

no idea how he, Roy, and

various thoughts surged through their minds, but none of them were

had been maintaining his silence, smiled and cast his gaze at

your house in

apartment has already collapsed from

smiled and said, “You can make a wish to return your house to its original

done?” Although the magical “magician” had healed Phil’s severed hand with unbelievable 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 Roy mentioned, was

smiled and reminded

in the cathedral were

he immediately said, “I wish

Klein raised his right hand and snapped his

Teleport once again and

of him. Subconsciously, he reached out

stove, bunk bed, wooden table covered in oil, and the messy old newspapers strewn