Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1354 This Nigh

Late at night, the clanging sound of the door and windows opening woke Wendel up from his deep sleep. He warily rolled off the bed and surveyed his surroundings.

What happened? Utopia encountered a super heavy storm? It wasn’t easy for the recently insomniac Wendel to fall asleep, but he had no choice but to get out of bed. His mind was still lethargic, and he looked rather lost.

He soon realized that there was no wind blowing in from the open window, nor did the rain enter. It was like he had opened it while sleepwalking to take in fresh air.

Wendel suddenly thought of the supernatural events that he had experienced and learned from the dossier. He was reminded of the fear of the unknown that once ruled his heart.

He didn’t know what else would happen next, nor could he guess what he would encounter. He felt a chill run down his back as he shivered again.

At this moment, he heard the commotion outside the door. All sorts of voices entered his ears.

There were the loud sounds of running, the sounds of judgment, the declarations of orders to be changed, and unconcealed shouts.

“Something is wrong with the underground seal!”

“Be on high alert!”

Underground seal? What kind of item is sealed beneath the Irises Hotel? Wendel was surprised and confused. He couldn’t help but walk to the door and look around.

He then saw an MI9 colleague, who he barely knew, and Colonel Xio Derecha, who was on duty tonight.

Did MI9 find Utopia because of me? They’re here to handle the abnormality? Wendel instinctively frowned just as the thought flashed through his mind.

He discovered that the corridor outside was completely different from the Irises Hotel. Not only were there gas lamps on both sides, but there were also classical candle stands. The floor was very bright, and the ceiling was more than three meters high…

This… This isn’t the Irises Hotel… Wendel suddenly turned around and sized up the room he was in.

He quickly recognized that this was his sleeping quarters at MI9 headquarters. His luggage was placed quietly in a corner without any signs of movement.

Wendel clearly remembered that he had headed to Utopia through the washroom in his room. He wasn’t too confident in the process, so he didn’t bring his luggage and only held the subpoena from Utopia’s courts.

Tap! Tap! Tap! He quickly ran to the window and looked outside.

What greeted his eyes was the garden and lawn at MI9 headquarters.

I-I’m back in Backlund again? Or perhaps, I didn’t return to Utopia at all. I was just too tired and ended up having a dream in my sleep? Wendel dazedly walked back to his bed and sat down.

After about ten seconds, he suddenly jumped up and picked up his coat from the ground.

Then, he saw the Utopian subpoena in the inner pocket of the coat when it should be inside a drawer.

Wendel fell silent, as though he had become a statue.

…

up from the banging of

up, and placed it in front of

barged into the hotel. She was about to scream and call for the

in the next ten to twenty seconds, Monica didn’t hear any footsteps entering

“What happened?”

doesn’t seem like

“Was it a prank?”

clown, if I knew who it was, I would definitely kick

…

of discussion were mixed with all kinds

she thought of using the crowd’s discussion to

listened, she gradually realized

Irises Hotel have so many

this floor, there were at most five rooms with guests. This

moment, Monica thought of the ghost stories she had heard. She immediately felt as if there were

preparing to leave the room to participate in the discussion and grasp more details for her writing material. But now, she retracted her feet and curled into

hotel owner, and he said

to lock the windows. Yawn. I have

Monica was

Utopia for a

Kingdom, a museum with such a royal

take a steam locomotive from Utopia to Backlund required many hours. Even if he woke up early, he wouldn’t be able to arrive before the

the blanket. She heard the sound of the

bed carefully and walked towards

this process, she gradually saw the

Hiss… Monica almost screamed.

guest room she had slept in

the layout or arrangement,

her mind again, causing her legs to give way, and

guests. If she brought it out, she would be able to get someone to guide her back when she was lost—even if she didn’t know the

moonlight to identify the words on the

Backlund West Borough, 19 Mourning

she felt like space and time had

…

a

windows open, but she didn’t immediately wake up. This was because she had fallen into a strange nightmare

Gray Abraham, had been influenced by the family’s Sealed Artifact, dying in front of her with blood dripping. She dreamed that she had lost control and mutated, turning into a series of starlight insects that warped into the shape of doors. She couldn’t help but fly towards a Door of Flesh and Blood. She dreamed that the apocalypse had dawned, and the surging blood-colored tide had drowned the entire world, preventing

escaped the dream and sat up,

demigod, one who was once an Astrologer, she knew what such

the oriel window in the bedroom

Fors silently muttered to herself before standing up and wearing a cloak, preparing to “Teleport” to

urgency towards advancing to Sequence

The World Gehrman Sparrow, Fors had actually been working hard, but the Secrets Sorcerer potion wasn’t something that she could digest in a short period of time. Furthermore, without