Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1294 Conversation

If that demigod creature didn’t slam into the Devil’s Oil Painting on its own accord, I’d have to summon Mr. World’s Historical Void projection… Uh, I wonder if that can be considered as directly hiring a helper at the angel level… As Fors pondered, she drank the potion.

To her, the potion was like icy water that could hurt someone due to the extreme temperature. All her senses vanished in the areas that it passed, leaving only her still thoughts.

It was inevitable that a person would hallucinate in extreme cold temperatures. In Fors’s vision, a night sky instantly appeared. It was dotted with countless stars that weaved together to form a dream-like river.

Fors’s body began reflecting bits of stellar radiance as if they came from her own body.

The tiny bits of pure stellar radiance formed an invisible connection with the different stars in the night sky. As the light shimmered, they twisted and squirmed as insect-like creatures crawled out of Fors’s body. They wanted to seek refuge in the Milky Way formed by an array of embedded diamond shards.

Each of them carried a portion of their own flesh and consciousness, as though they were uncontrollable avatars.

Fors’s thoughts quickly turned chaotic, and she fell into confusion. She almost couldn’t control the urge to separate herself.

At that moment, she sensed an illusory object.

It was the seal that she had completed using the Devil’s Oil Painting. It was projected into the mysterious world created by the potion, forming an abstract, blurry mark.

Fors didn’t think further as she instinctively extended a portion of her consciousness along with her spirituality, and intertwined with the abstract symbol.

The mark wasn’t exactly harmonious with her, as if it wasn’t part of her, but it managed to barely merge with her.

Suddenly, in Fors’s mind, the abstract symbol became rather clear. It consisted of a “door” that was layered with mysterious symbols.

This door hid Fors behind it, allowing her to isolate herself from the surrounding cosmos.

At the same time, on the other side of the “door,” the sealed creature seemed to sense the aura of an enemy. Using its own godhood, it wildly corroded the illusory door. It happened to be able to reduce the influence the cosmos had on Fors.

After maintaining it for more than ten seconds, the resplendent Milky Way’s night sky slowly faded away. The stellar radiance then returned to Fors’s body fused with her.

At this moment, a deep darkness appeared in front of Fors. Deep in the darkness was a perpetual storm and occasionally flashing lightning.

The next second, Fors heard a familiar voice. It stabbed into her head like steel nails stirring her brain matter.

level of resistance, as well as

to be some influence of “good luck”

she finally managed to calm herself down

was calling for

into contact with before. However, she could understand

help every full moon. How disgraceful of a King of Angels… However, even if “He” is seeking help, it’s still a terrifying thing that I can’t withstand… Fors lampooned silently. She was considering if she should pretend not to hear it and wait until she had converged her spirituality

afar stopped and

two to three seconds, a wispy voice that could pierce through Spirit

characteristics

any rise or fall, but it made the blood vessels on Fors’s forehead throb. Her eyes turned bloodshot as

almost lost

are you?” Fors composed herself and

control said in a low smiling voice, “You can call me

should be

King of Angels from the Fourth Epoch directly pointed out that Fors had a certain connection with “Him.” She could hear the full

and asked, “Honorable Mr. Door, are you the ancestor of the Abraham family,

voice that had crossed countless

“Yes.”

in a curse that has lasted for more than a thousand years? It’s basically impossible for anyone to become a Traveler or even a Scribe? They often lose control during advancements or the night of the full moon.”

two seconds before saying,

for them to advance to a demigod. If you can stop crying for help for ten years, a new Abraham

storm. I have no way to know what’s happening in the real

Klein, who had accommodated The Fool’s card as he held the Staff

that the Emperor had mentioned in his diary that Mr. Door had a certain understanding of reality. “He” seemed to be able to use the

“Besides, I can’t control the cries

Fors asked

know very well that the higher the

additional battles, could also be gradually influenced by the Beyonder characteristics and become less like themselves. They might even enter a half-crazy state.

strengthened. I

a few months… Uh, if I’m provided alcohol, newspapers, magazines, all kinds of books, and various delicacies, I can last a year—no, half a year…

“Set up a ritual and help me escape. That

are respectively from the Seer, Apprentice, and Marauder pathway… The other

tell them,” Fors immediately