Lord of the Mysteries

Bernadette stared at the outline for a long time until it gradually became clearer as the Dawn approached. It was the silhouette of a large island.

On the island, there were huge, towering, dark-green trees that almost bordered on black covering the ground and mountain.

Although Bernadette couldn’t be sure that this was the primitive island that her father had once visited, her intuition as a Clairvoyant told her that this was likely the place she was seeking.

As the coastline entered her eyes, she pursed her lips and lowered her head. She chanted an honorific name:

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog; the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck…”

Right on the heels of that, Queen Mystic Bernadette raised her hand and made the crewless Dawn stop in the nearby waters without approaching the shore.

At the same time, the sound of pianos, violins, cellos, flutes, and other musical instruments interweaved together into a lively tune.

As the music echoed, the toast, steak, mashed potatoes, fried mushrooms, and other dishes on a plate jumped up one after another and returned to the oven amidst a dance or threw themselves into the trash can.

The red wine bottle, white dining cloth, and other items had all returned to their original positions. They either sealed themselves with wooden corks or kept folding themselves neatly.

Then, Bernadette gently threw out a bright and unrealistic ball of yarn with her right hand.

The ball rolled into the void, leaving a thread behind. Bernadette followed it and strolled through the spirit world before arriving at the border of the nameless island.

This Queen Mystic wasn’t in a rush to head deeper. She searched for the possible existence of the Black Emperor mausoleum, and she cautiously made her sea-like blue eyes turn dark and deep. She temporarily lost focus, as though she was prying into the secrets of the river of fate.

A few seconds later, Bernadette’s eyes returned to normal as she subconsciously looked up into the sky.

She felt that she was being watched by a certain existence.

Of course, this was something she had expected, as she had taken the initiative to recite Mr. Fool’s honorific name.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, Klein accommodated The Fool’s card, draped himself with the “curtain,” and held the Staff of the Stars. He was checking the situation on the island through Queen Mystic’s prayer light.

In his true vision’s field, the island was shrouded in a thin layer of distorted blackness. It made it impossible for him to see the situation inside directly. He could only obtain Bernadette’s point of view.

Even if it’s not the primitive island that Emperor Roselle discovered, this place isn’t simple… Klein nodded indiscernibly as he waited for Queen Mystic to do a deeper exploration.

a premonition that she was going to lead herself into a dangerous abyss that she had no way of

illusory

captain-looking figure disappeared, her existence

fairytale magic that stemmed from Mystical Re-enactment. At its core was a

been opened up by humans and entered the

chirping, no wild beast roars, or disturbance caused by crawling insects. It was so peaceful as if time had frozen, so dead that there was no sign of

outside world. Normally, it would be quite lively. But now, she felt as if she was walking through an uninhabited cemetery.

they would definitely feel tense. Burdened with a heavy pressure, they would slowly approach the edge of losing control. However, Bernadette’s expression didn’t

half an hour, she still didn’t see any living thing

opened up, because the huge trees

joy. Instead, she slowed down and raised her

that were without eyelashes appeared in front of

was grabbed by invisible hands and

Bernadette’s

Mystery Prying and quickly crossed the remaining path to

it was no longer affected by the faint

the open region and transmitted

there was an empty space. There

gnarls for eyes and hollows for mouths. There were demonic wolves with eight legs, giants with four long limbs, and feathered serpents with oily feathers and scales with a dark green shade. The latter

moment, they were all facing one direction. They had their upper bodies or heads prostrated, as though they were

a few humans among

five… When Bernadette counted a

discovered had a special type of corruption that allowed dead creatures to return here—to the source—regardless of where

this, followed by William and Poli. However, apart from

eventually resolved the corruption problem and made the

the five humans through

were pale, their skin shriveled, and they looked more like zombies

five of them were prostrating, Bernadette temporarily couldn’t see their faces. She could only patiently wait for

those creatures straightened their bodies and the entire forest

Bernadette saw the five of them and compared them with her memories and

really is Grimm. This

him. He taught

Uncle Poli…