Lord of the Mysteries

Death Salinger, who was pacing around the River of Eternal Darkness, looked at Klein, who was enveloped in the grayish-white cocoon.

“His” eyes that had pale-white flames that were about to be extinguished instantly reflected the golden bird-shaped accessory on Klein’s chest.

In the next second, a deep roar came from “His” rotting mouth, reverberating above the river, causing the entirety of Calderón City to visibly shake.

The distributary that occasionally rose up or plunged down, sometimes dark and sometimes pale-white, reached the end of the stone staircase with the rising of tides, surging towards Klein.

During this process, the illusory tide fused with the grayish-white fog, creating a similar color.

The grayish-white torrent slammed into Klein’s body repeatedly, but it failed to destroy the cocoon around him.

Death Salinger’s rotting body took steps to the edge of the distributary, but “He” couldn’t escape no matter what. All “He” could do was stand there and roar wildly.

Klein’s gaze swept past “Him” as he looked at the blurry figures loitering around the banks.

One of them had already been swept to the center of the distributary by the surging tide. They couldn’t help but sink to the bottom of the river, melting like ice.

The remaining ones didn’t show any fear as they maintained their blank and lost state, moving back and forth endlessly.

At a glance, Klein saw many familiar figures.

They were the same person—Azik Eggers with “His” bronze skin and soft facial features.

This Death Consul seemed to have dissociated into multiple selves. “They” constantly paced between the pale-white stone pillars on both sides of the River of Eternal Darkness.

This… As Klein’s heart stirred, his right leg suddenly turned cold.

He subconsciously lowered his head and saw a pale-white hand.

The palm penetrated the grayish-white cocoon and grabbed his calf.

And the owner of the palm floated in the surging torrent was like a water ghost as it attempted to pull Klein into the depths of the water.

Its attack could actually ignore the aura of Sefirah Castle!

Sensing Klein’s gaze, the pale-white palm’s owner raised his head to reveal his face.

eyes. His facial features were ordinary and he had a scholarly

Klein Moretti!

“water ghost”

leg, right shoulder, and left

freeze. He couldn’t even use all his

different blurry figures, while the different blurry figures all had the same

of the four “water ghosts,” Klein’s body gradually separated from the grayish-white

silence. His vision gradually darkened, and eventually, there

ancient palace, Klein’s consciousness returned to his

extended his palm and used the power of Sefirah Castle to steal an item from the latter through his connection

golden beam of light flashed as Klein held the golden

time, he stopped maintaining the Historical

disappeared from the Eternal

those four figures truly are “me”… But why would I be trapped in the stream of the River of Eternal Darkness, pacing about endlessly? Four figures, four figures… Klein’s expression was

“souls,” and “death” corresponded to the reality that he had died four times and had

an Attendant of Mysteries, the four resurrection

Klein roughly grasped the crux of it before he sighed inwardly. The River of Eternal Darkness is indeed a sefirah. As expected of the symbol of

deduction, Klein had a brand new understanding of the

were the corresponding imprints of

to life every time. According to the present situation, although an Undying doesn’t die, it leaves behind a lot of hidden dangers. Once the number of deaths reaches a certain level, their true bodies might be attracted to the River

whole and make “Him” stop repeating “His” resurrection process. And second, to help the Evernight Goddess become a Great Old One and gain

another binary choice. When the Goddess becomes a Great Old One, there’s no need for “Her” to make use of half of Mr. Azik’s soul again. Klein reined in his thoughts and focused his attention

not to resolve the death imprint of Death Salinger, and destroy any chances

has fused with the grayish-white fog won’t do either. It’s not pure enough, so it wouldn’t be able to accomplish the desired effect. From the looks of it, only when the distributary turns back into its deep and dark state can I get the water. Heh, there’s definitely no way to get it from the main river. That grayish-white fog is definitely

Death Salinger. He would wait for the distributary’s water to recede and

he would return his consciousness back to Sefirah Castle. Using the powers of “Theft,” as well as the close connection between the two

to the procedure, Klein returned to

the previous process and soon returned to the stone tablet next to the giant bronze bird statue. He

aura of Sefirah Castle around him gradually thickened, turning into a

at the end of the staircase. He saw the River of Eternal Darkness flowing in the void, the pale-white columns on both banks, and the countless blurry figures that lingered at the banks

a hurry to go forward. He left the staircase and waited patiently at the same

Klein’s figure flashed as he “stole” the distance and appeared in Death Salinger’s blind

of Eternal Darkness, the pale-white hands immediately penetrated the aura of Sefirah Castle and grabbed

imprints appeared around him, eager to drag him to the

head submerged under the dark river water, making

quickly crawled to the side of the golden, bird-shaped accessory, clustered around it, and lifted it up, preparing to scoop

massive shadow appeared in the