Lord of the Mysteries

As the Attendant of Mysteries potion entered his body, Klein immediately felt a burgeoning feeling.

In the blink of an eye, he lost his perception of his body and Worms of Spirit. He watched helplessly as they dissipated and fused into the spirit world that couldn’t be described with ordinary words or common sense. It was as though he was about to disintegrate into abstract and random pieces of information.

At that moment, Klein only barely maintained his consciousness and had self-awareness.

Just like that, “he” floated in the spirit world filled with countless strange figures. After losing the ability to sense his body and Beyonder characteristics, he began to experience all kinds of thoughts, information, knowledge, symbols, and labels. He completely lost himself and was teetering on the border of fusing with the spirit world.

If this continued, Klein would definitely be completely lost, but at this moment, there was a connection between the spirit world and his consciousness.

That place corresponded to a town. The people inside lived ordinary lives. They had their own names, their stories, and their fates. They intertwined with each other, bringing about complete information in the spirit world, which was the concept of abstractness.

This town was eventually destroyed by a calamity and buried in the dust of history.

Klein dispersed like a mist, almost fusing into the spirit world’s body. Under the guidance of fate, he fused with the spirit world projection of the different Utopian marionettes, allowing him to become corporeal again.

…

Bayam, deep underground in the Cathedral of Waves, in a room that was no longer sealed.

Alger extended his hands and pressed down on the door in front of him.

The surface of the door was blue in color, with numerous mysterious and odd reliefs protruding out.

It was ajar, and there was no light behind the door. It was unknown which world it was connected to.

The darkness seemed to have a life of its own. At this moment, a stream of water silently surged out, eroding the surrounding area.

Bang!

Alger’s feet exerted strength, causing the ground to crack and spew out scarlet—nearly white—lava.

This was a “calamity” he had created. His goal was to prevent the darkness from advancing.

However, after the surging lava entered the darkness, it disappeared without a trace.

The darkness shrank back a little and paused for a second before continuing its corrosion.

Boom!

Alger continuously created hurricanes, torrential rain, and lightning calamities, blocking the darkness again and again.

Gate firmly with

face this Grade 1 Sealed Artifact, Alger would’ve been completely fine. He would even have the capacity to attempt sealing it, but at that moment, he still had two similarly dangerous items

sing loudly. He used the melody of death to influence his surroundings and disrupt the operations of the other Sealed Artifacts. Then, he

being dyed grayish-white, as

didn’t yield as

last for at most thirty seconds. The Lord of Storms hasn’t responded the entire time… Thoughts raced through Alger’s mind as

accentuated a hexagonal crystalline snowflake on his

was the mark left behind after he participated in the Tarot Club for the first time. It could substitute the reciting of an honorific name, and allow Mr. Fool to

…

within the

They seemed to form a body consisting of a series of doors. The body wore the blood-colored tidal wave as its robe as its body constantly

ray of sunlight shone through the darkness. It descended from the astral world and melted

over, attempting to devour Mr. Door Bethel Abraham who was seeking to advance to Sequence

in a bid to devour the Door of Flesh and Blood and Bethel Abraham to fall deep into the core and face the Chaos Sea

and enveloped the forest, attempting to restore the basic structure of the trees, mud, and

in the light,

stared at the Door of Flesh and Blood and Bethel Abraham, hoping to reflect

roar,

that surged behind the Door of Flesh

the moonlight, the inscrutable night that could not be seen gathered on its own. It stretched out its limbs and

possessed its own life, and its consciousness was no longer controlled

into a young man wearing fiery armor. The shaking ground grew eyes and closed its mouth. The screen that was transformed from a faint light revealed terrifying facial features.

into chaos, giving Mr. Door

entered the

Door of Flesh and Blood suddenly collapsed and

…

seemed to dissociate into countless people. They had their own preferences, their personalities, their determination, and their fates.

up under the heavy storm. They came to

Zhou Mingrui, and also Klein Moretti. They were

many names, but its nature wouldn’t

up into

the illusory and thin Spirit Body Threads, and they saw a

the symbol as the core, Klein’s figure outlined itself, his eyes

his self-awareness flew out from the spirit world corresponding to the

Spirit Body and his physical body. They were

willing, he could switch between two states. Of course, he could also separate his physical body from his

the depths of the spirit world, opened his eyes. His pupils were dark, without

already advanced to Sequence 1 and became an Attendant