Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1306 Seal

The black figure froze as it released its grip on Bernadette’s neck. It was as though it was staring at Queen Mystic with its non-existent eyes.

A dry, hoarse voice echoed in the concealed space:

“Home…”

This voice was filled with hesitation and confusion as though it was seeking confirmation. It was as if it had come from another world.

The corrosion that Bernadette encountered vanished. Her connection with the Sealed Artifact was instantly restored.

Pale Death once again ate at her vitality little by little. This helped her resist the chaos in her thoughts, maintaining her basic clarity and rationality.

Just as she was about to say something, the black figure suddenly stretched out its palm.

But this time, it didn’t strangle Bernadette’s neck, but instead, it pushed her hard.

Following this push was the collapse of the concealed space. It was a voice filled with pain as though it was resisting something.

“Leave!”

As the voice echoed, the black figure vanished.

In an instant, it appeared on the huge, black, high-backed chair in the middle of the platform.

Two cracks appeared on its face, as though two asymmetrical eyes had grown out.

However, the “eyes” didn’t have any pupils. It was blood-colored.

Right on the heels of that, another crack appeared beneath the two “eyes.” They too were filled with a pure, blood-red light.

This allowed the black figure to finally open its mouth.

It faced Bernadette as obvious sounds of pain resounded around it as though it was resisting something.

“Leave this place!”

After being pushed out more than ten meters away, Bernadette easily found her footing. However, she didn’t follow the voice’s order by leaving the Black Emperor’s mausoleum. She stood there, staring blankly at the central platform. As she looked at the black figure, her expression revealed an unspeakable sadness.

She could sense and now confirm that the black figure was her father, the man who called himself Caesar—Roselle Gustav.

In the next second, more cracks appeared on the black figure’s body. They ruptured from top to bottom, blooming blood-red flowers in different parts of his body.

This made Roselle look like he was left with a shadow that wrapped around a blood-red object that emitted pure light.

When Klein saw this scene above the gray fog, he naturally thought of the crimson moon high in the sky.

Roselle seemed to have transformed into a shadow. He wanted to block the crimson moon, but openings ruptured from his body, allowing more and more moonlight to shine into the

together, the black shadow would completely split apart and give birth to a brand

extremely

Roselle’s black figure turned much more illusory, as though it

look like he had been isolated in another world. There was an

Roselle raised his right arm with

his body instantly decreased to a nadir.

on the surroundings. It was as though it was just a simple change of

who was dozens of meters away. He said with a

let me see how my little princess

she took a

Roselle laughed again.

for you, you were just a tiny

the clothes I designed for you when you were young. Unfortunately,

if he had arrived in his twilight years and was

and faster. Above the gray

his head and

carried an indescribable

moment before she slowed down and

the dark figure and her

raised his head again

really want to ask why the Black Emperor’s mausoleum has to be engraved with the order one implemented and the style that one ushered? In fact, this wasn’t necessary. I just wanted to let anyone who sees it remember

gripped the armrest by his side tightly. He suppressed his voice and said in extreme

“I’ve been corrupted…”

sadness in Bernadette’s eyes

had finally

Roselle’s face began to turn chaotic. They “closed” and “opened” randomly with no signs

body. He looked at

Queen Mystic Bernadette repeated the word silently. Her blue eyes quickly turned moist as

many years and was no longer the little girl she had been

reason, nor did she hesitate. With just a slight struggle, she firmly raised her right hand and pressed it on the pale-white metal

just like how she had faced all

surface of Pale Death, the metal instantly turned soft as it reformed into a new face

the deep-black parts of the eye, white lines appeared, forming an extremely complicated and mysterious three-dimensional symbol. It was like a long-feathered

absorbed the surrounding light and quickly turned corporeal. Then, it separated from Bernadette’s eyes and extended its “body” before flying towards

surroundings to become increasingly dim. The floor tiles and stone walls suffered another round of weathering as if the deity in charge of death had passed the final

corporeal symbol and came to Roselle’s side. Then, they coiled

iron-black chair, but he ended sitting back down. He didn’t resist the seal

with his figure, he immediately had a connection with Pale Death. He saw the illusory deity that lorded over the countless undead and the swollen body of a water ghosts loitering in a

vanished as the cracked red openings closed one

the Emperor was a quiet and

sealed within Roselle’s body, constantly influencing him until Pale Death stopped

on Roselle’s body again. After his aura declined to a

when he saw this. He clenched his fist and pressed it

he draped around himself suddenly rose up, and the entire Sefirah Castle “boiled over”