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.

of resistance, as well as the

be some influence of “good

herself down and hear what the voice was shouting by using

calling

was a language that Fors had never come into contact with before. However,

Door would crazily shout for 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 and grasped the

shouts from afar stopped and the surroundings

wispy voice that could pierce through Spirit Bodies entered

the Beyonder characteristics

sentence was said in a flat manner without any rise or fall, but it made the blood vessels on Fors’s forehead throb. Her

lost

Fors composed herself and asked

said

be

pointed out that Fors had a certain connection with “Him.” She

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

voice that had crossed countless barriers returned to

“Yes.”

Abraham family to be trapped 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.” Fors felt that she couldn’t

seconds before saying, “They no

curse you brought has made it impossible for them to advance to a demigod. If you can stop crying for help for ten years, a new Abraham

of a perpetual storm. I have no way to know what’s happening in the real world, nor did I expect that there isn’t a

this conclusion wasn’t Fors, but rather Klein, who had accommodated The Fool’s card as he held the Staff of the Stars while sitting in Sefirah Castle. He

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

control the cries

asked in

“You’re already a demigod, so you should know very well that the higher the Sequence, the greater

less like themselves. They might even enter a half-crazy state. I’m a King of Angels who has been exiled and sealed for more than a thousand years, and I don’t even have someone to

me will be strengthened. I can’t control it and

books, and various delicacies, I can last a year—no, half a year… Fors nodded in

few seconds before saying, “Set up a ritual and help me

One is to sacrifice three demigods that are respectively from the Seer, Apprentice, and Marauder pathway… The other is to extract the blood of at least ninety-nine Beyonders from the

them,” Fors