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.

black hair and brown eyes. His facial features were ordinary and he had a

Klein Moretti!

ghost”

shoulder, and left arm were grabbed by different

seemed to freeze. He couldn’t

three pale-white hands belonged to different blurry figures, while the different blurry figures all had the same face—Klein Moretti’s

Klein’s body gradually

became colder and colder, and his thoughts gradually fell into silence. His vision gradually darkened, and eventually, there

palace, Klein’s consciousness returned to

Sefirah Castle to steal an item from the latter through his

light flashed as

the same time, he stopped maintaining the Historical Void

disappeared from

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 solemn as he gently tapped the edge of the long mottled table. He gained

“four,” “souls,” and “death” corresponded to the reality that

course, after becoming an Attendant of Mysteries, the four resurrection

of Eternal Darkness is indeed a sefirah. As expected of the symbol of

a brand new understanding of the many Azik figures and

the corresponding imprints of

of searching for his memories, but he comes back 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 of Eternal Darkness one day, ending up as one of the figures that wander around there for an eternity… Only Salinger’s figure is there… This means

problem: One was to make Azik’s soul whole and make “Him” stop repeating “His” resurrection process. And second, to

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

death imprint of Death Salinger, and destroy any chances of “Him” reviving; instead,

not the river water itself. Also, water that 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 a solid barrier. Klein quickly formulated a plan based on

wait for the distributary’s water to recede and turn dark before he

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

to the procedure, Klein returned to Calderón City and summoned his Historical Void

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

around him gradually thickened,

of Eternal Darkness flowing in the void, the pale-white columns on both banks, and the countless blurry figures that lingered at the banks of the

patiently at the same spot for the

he “stole” the distance and appeared in

body sank into the River of Eternal Darkness, the pale-white hands immediately

imprints appeared around him, eager to drag him to the bottom

head submerged under the dark river water, making his body

to the side of

moment, a massive shadow appeared in the swirling illusory river