The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 139

After the deep red light in front of him disappeared, Derrick Berg looked at his room once more. He looked at the pure crystal ball in his hand.

The crack!

The crystal ball broke from inside. Some of them turned into pieces of illusory light that flew into the surrounding void, while other crystal fragments fell noisily onto the ground.

Derrick looked, dumbfounded. He could see traces of blood on his face reflected on the bronze mirror. He saw a red light spinning on the back of his right palm, forming a circle with a line extending out from the edge.

The strange symbol appeared on the back of his palm and disappeared.

Derrick became dazed in the time it took several flashes of lightning to illuminate the sky before it came to a realization.

He looked at the crystal ball shards on the ground, then looked at the back of his right hand as his gaze turned deeper.

He walked out of his bedroom, returned to the living room, and opened the door to look up at the sky above the Silver City.

An arc of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the city with a silver sheen. Right behind him was a rumble of thunder. The world belongs to darkness. Without a speck of light, the dense darkness only made people despair.

Derrick clenched his fists. There was no joy in his eyes as they were still filled with residual sadness and pain.

But he's no longer lost.

…

Phew, it seems like I managed to trick others into becoming a member. No, I have managed to recruit another member. Klein shook his head and mocked his current Tarot Club strength.

The leader, the Fool, was only Sequence 9, the one who had just digested the Seer potion completely!

And there were at least three High-Order Extremists in Order 4 in Silver City without the hope The Sun spoke of!

"After mentioning the acting method once again, I can begin to notify the Captain specifically and submit my special application. At the very least, I will stop being responsible for the support once I become a Clown." Klein did not live in a world of fog. He expanded his spirituality, wrapped it around himself, and began a descent.

Tearing through the gray fog and through the ravings, he returned to his room before removing the wall of spirituality.

Then, Klein took the key and walked out of the room. He first went to the two rooms ordered by Dunn to take a look to make sure that the Captain and Frye had not returned. He then headed to the first level and handed the key back to the boss.

The boss looked at the wall clock to the side and gave a thumbs up.

"It's done well!"

Hey, do you misunderstand why I book a room by the hour? Klein wanted to explain himself, but eventually decided to allow such a misunderstanding.

Feeling aggrieved, he tried to comfort himself.

Yes, this way, he won't mention that I rented another room in front of the Captain!

After getting out and making a move, Klein did a quick prophecy and returned to the inn based on the results. He headed straight to the second floor to find Dunn and Frye discussing their investigation in one of the rooms, as he expected.

"We can confirm that the ghost appeared in the past three months" Dunn summarized to Klein with a nod as she passed through the door.

Klein immediately echoed, "My investigation also confirmed it …"

He highlighted the main points of his question and concluded, "Heh, there was a town resident named Scoundrel Gray who claimed that he had the first portrait of Baron Lamud. He said that it was an antique oil painting that was over a thousand years old."

"Don't tell me you bought it?" Dunn's eyes glittered as she was shocked before she asked.

Captain, do you think I'm so stupid to be fooled so easily? Klein laughed dryly.

"No, I don't. Even though I am a history student, I have attended some archaeology lessons and have some level of experience in this field.I am more or less able to determine if something is fake. Heh, the person in the portrait is a bit like my history teacher, Mr. Azik."

He casually mentioned the most important piece of information.

And indeed, Dunn didn't pay much attention to it. He massaged his temple and said, "This is a small town near a historic site. There will always be a myriad of 'antiques' here.I just saw a salesman selling silver wine glasses Baron Lamud."

"Someone tried to sell me the Lamud Family badge, claiming that it had been dug up from the castle," Frye added.

Klein subconsciously asked, "Do you guys buy it?"

Frye and Klein looked at each other, and did not continue the topic of conversation.

"The next mission is for you or Frye to bring Sealed Artifacts 3-0782 out of town to an uninhabited place. Otherwise, half of the people in this inn would be idiots praising the Sun. Did you go first, or Frye? ?" Dunn looked at Klein with her deep gray eyes.

"I." Klein raised his hand slightly and smiled. "It's still quite early in the morning, so I can go back and sleep well later. We did a two-hour shift, right?"

"Yes. Frye, go with Klein and confirm where you will exchange the Closed Artifact." Dunn turned to look at Frye's Corpse Collector. He had already found an opportunity to hand over the Closed Artifacts 3-0782 to Frye when they split up to conduct an investigation. Otherwise, he would be purified and start praising the Sun. Frye did not have enough time to recover, and could only hold the item for another three hours.

"Good." Frye took out the Sacred Emblem of the Mutated Sun from the pocket in his black jacket and handed it to Klein.

The warm and gentle light was like a ripple, spreading outwards in waves and carrying with it a pure smell. At the same time, Klein felt that the dark golden Sacred Emblem engraved with the Sun symbol was cleansing his spirituality, removing impurities and making it pure.

Of course, all Closed Artifacts had their respective dangers. Death may occur if a person is not careful enough. He might even have a fate worse than death.He muttered to himself as he placed the Closed Artifact 3-0782 into his inner pocket.

After checking his revolver, talisman, and cane, he walked out of the room and left the inn with Frye. They headed straight for the outskirts of Lamud City.

The two surrounded the area beside the sparse and desolate forest and made sure that no one was within tens of meters of them.

"Emperor whoever approaches you," Frye coldly reminded, "I'll come in your place in two hours."

"That sounds good" Klein replied with a smile.

Upon seeing Frye enter the city, he found a tall stone that he had seen before. He took some leaves from the tree beside him and wiped the surface of the stone.

He then touched the top of the stone with his finger and examined the stone under the red moonlight.

After making sure that it was clean, Klein put on his black jacket and sat down.

Why stand when you can sit! Klein thought to himself.

After a few minutes of silence, he looked into the dark, silent, and somewhat frightening forest. He could not help but stand up, took out some metal bottles from his hidden pocket and spread the contents of his herbal powder and essential oil—ke around the stone.

Klein recites the mantra in Hermes. With the help of materials, he created a barrier to spirituality, sealing the area he was in.

He performed this simple ritual for two reasons. First, he did not want to rely too much on his premonition of danger as a Seer to defend against the corpses and spirits that launched sneak attacks against him. The second reason is— is to keep insects away…

It's a hundred times better than mosquito repellent! Klein sat back, satisfied.

After sitting there for a few minutes, Klein took out the Closed Artifact 3-0782 out of curiosity. He began a detailed examination of the Sacred Emblem of the Mutated Sun.

I wonder if I can use divination to find out its origin and how it became special. He took out the pen and paper that was always there for him and wrote a statement: "The origin of the Sacred Coat of Arms of the Sun Mutates in my hands."

As a qualified and true Seer, Klein had made the necessary preparations to foretell anywhere.

After reciting the statement seven times, he closed his eyes and entered the state of Kogasi, using it as a platform to push him into his dreams.

All he saw were pieces of fragmented light in his dream. Besides, he didn't learn anything anymore.

Yes, the Church must have gotten another Seer to try the same thing in the past. The fact that there is no mention of its origin definitely means that there is no result of the prophecy, as happened just now. He then thought, I wonder what will happen if I eliminate the disturbance?

This thought immediately filled Klein's head, pushing his curiosity to the top.

After more than ten minutes of hesitation, he stood up. He decided that it was fine since there was no one around, considering how he was in a remote area of the forest. He took four counter-clockwise steps inside the wall of his spirituality before entering the world above the fog once again.

Klein sat on the ancient table honor chair in the majestic palace. He conjured up some yellowish-brown goat skin sheets and black pens, as well as the Sacred Emblem of the Mutated Sun.

"It felt rather surreal ..." He rubbed the Closed Artifact 3-0782 in his hand, finding tactile feedback identical to the one he felt in the outside world.

It instantiates itself based on how I feel? Klein muttered to himself before writing down the statement he made earlier:

"Origins of the Sacred Emblem of the Mutated Sun in my hand."

After saying that statement seven times, he held the pieces of goat skin and Closed Artifacts 3-0782 in his hands. He leaned back and entered his dream.

In the hazy dream world, Klein saw a drop of glowing golden liquid. It was warm and bright.

It was hanging above the altar, in front of a man wearing a classic white robe.

The man just turned his back on Klein. He had lost all marks of life as he fell slowly towards the sacrificial altar.

At that moment, the Sun Sacred Emblem he was holding had come into contact with the golden liquid, the latter quickly seeping into the emblem.

The dream quickly disappeared after Klein saw this, waking him up.

So it was because of that golden liquid that this Sacred Emblem became so effective and uncontrollable to this day. Hmm, several decades have passed since the invention of this emblem, but its cleaning power has not diminished. I wonder what the golden liquid is? Some advanced Beyonder ingredients? Klein played the Closed Artifact 3-0782 in his hand and thought hard.

After considering it for a few minutes, he tried to replicate the feelings he had in the dream. He wanted to separate the golden liquid from the Sacred Emblem of the Mutated Sun he had made.

He finished it as soon as the thought came to him. Klein looked in shock at the emblem that was no longer warm or pure. He watched as droplets of golden liquid quietly hung in the air. He even had more praise for the mysterious space above this fog.

This is practically a miracle, even if the separation and instantiation here are not real!

"Originally a drop of this golden liquid." He wrote a new statement with great enthusiasm.