The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 185

Waiting cake? It really wasn't the answer I was hoping for. Of course, if I could anticipate the answer from a mental disorder patient, wouldn't it mean that I myself was almost there. He maintained his relaxed smile as if he was chatting with a friend.

"Who's gonna send you a cake?"

Hood Eugen's expression instantly fell, his face long and depressed.

"No, no cake. No cake!

"You stole my cake!"

His voice suddenly became shrill as he glared at Klein furiously.

Without waiting for Klein to speak, he shouted and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.

After which, he jumped out of his bed while salivating. He approached Klein with one step and extended his hand, trying to grab Klein's shoulder. He wanted to drag Klein towards him and bite him.

Despite the sudden attack, Klein reacted quickly despite seeming a little confused. He immediately bent his knees and crouched down. At the same time, he tilted his body to the side and raised his left arm.

Ow hell!

His shoulder slammed into Hood Eugen's stomach, causing Hood's eyes to whiten and saliva to trickle from his mouth.

But Hood Eugen did not stop moving. She let the momentum carry her down as she opened her arms in an attempt to pull Klein into the bear's arms.

Klein tilted his body to the side and rolled, his movements smooth as if he had trained him hundreds of times.

He pushed onto the ground with his right hand and stood up with a somersault. He decided to attack and charge forward to hold his opponent back.

But at that moment, Hood Eugen just stood there with a blank look, his eyes losing focus, becoming empty and lost.

Klein froze for a moment. He turned to the corner of the room, only to see Dunn Smith, wearing a matching black jacket and hat, with his hands clasped tightly and looking down.

The captain had dragged Hood Eugen into a dream.After realizing this, he stopped the next attack and took the opportunity to take out a silver ritual dagger that could not hurt anyone. He used it to create a wall of spirituality that sealed the environment.

Klein then took out three candles impregnated with mint and placed them on the window in a triangular formation. One candle signifies the Goddess Overnight, the other the Mother of Secrets, and the last represents herself.

Soon after, he erected a simple altar and used his spirituality to light a candle.

Just as he was about to warn the Captain, Dunn raised his head and smiled.

"Dream Hood Eugen is a sea of chaos. There's no way to direct it."

As he finished his sentence, a gleam returned to Hood Eugen's eyes. It's no longer empty.

Then, the crazy psychiatrist moved his waist, yawning comfortably.

Klein was momentarily confused, so he remained silent. He took out a metal bottle containing Amantha extract.

He dripped the transparent liquid extracted from the night vanilla, Slumber flowers, and chamomile into the candle flame representing himself, letting the calm scent spread throughout the room.

Hood Eugen's nervousness, anger, and relief completely disappeared. He lethargicly sat down again on the edge of his bed and stared at the red moon outside the window in a daze. His eyes once again lost focus as peace was restored.

Klein also felt the peace that came together that night. He put down the Amantha extract and sat down beside Hood Eugen. He wanted to find something to destroy Hood's last line of defense.

Only with the removal of the last line of defense could he use the Spirit Eye medicine to make Hood Eugen's soul slip into a murky state.

After all, I am not a professional Spirit Medium. He took out a set of tarot cards from his pocket.

This set of cards only had twenty-two Major Arcana, so it was easy to carry around. It was a "weapon" that Klein had successfully put forward.

Each of the cards was lined with metal threads made of pure silver, each capable of killing undead creatures. Their patterns were intricate and beautiful, making Klein feel like a collector's item and not used to fight enemies.

Klein cut the deck with one hand and smiled at Hood Eugen.

"Let's play some card games."

"Cards?" Hood Eugen shifted his gaze from outside the window as he repeated the term in a daze.

Klein did not reply, placing a deck of tarot cards into Hood's palm with undeniable sincerity.

Hood Eugen imitated Klein's actions, trying his hardest to cut the deck with one hand for some success.

The attention of the mentally ill patient was slowly drawn to the hard but flexible, beautifully textured card in his hand. He flipped the first card:

It was a picture of a man in tattered clothes with his hands tied. He was hanging on his feet with a faint circle of light on his head.

The Hanged Man .. Klein nodded while thinking. He took the opportunity to take the Spirit Eye medicine, dripping a yellow liquid onto the still candle flame that represented himself.

The smell of alcohol spread, causing a drunken feeling for anyone who inhaled it.

Hood Eugen moved away little by little, his vision losing focus. The tarot card deck in his hand fell onto the bed.

Klein uses Cogitation to counteract the dream effect of a drug that alters dizziness and smoothness. He took out another metal bottle from his pocket and unscrewed the lid before pouring the blue liquid into his mouth.

Sedative Agent!

Ice-cold liquid flowed through his throat, down his throat, and into his stomach. Klein instantly felt very awake, without any drowsiness.

He slowly exhaled, then familiarly took out an extract of essential oils and other herbal powders, dripping them onto the two candles that signified Goddess Overnight.

In the thin fog, he took two steps back and solemnly muttered in Hermes, "I pray for the power of the dark night.

"i pray for the power of mystery.

"i pray for the grace of the Goddess.

"i pray that you allow me to communicate with the Beyonder spirituality beside me, Hood Eugen."

…

A spell echoed around the room, and Klein saw the candle flame, which was now dyed black, spread outwards.

He did not avoid them, nor did he take care of them. He let a dark "night" envelop him.

In this extraordinary clear state, he felt his spirit leave the protection of his body and enter a space similar to space. All around him was pitch black without limit. The sky above him was filled with countless transparent figures. There were also stripes of different colors, sparkling splendors that held infinite knowledge.

The spiritual world .. Klein is no longer foreign to this.

As he thought about this, a misty world appeared before him. It was a world shrouded by a faint tornado of light.

Klein knew that it represented the spirit of Hood Eugen who represented his Heart Body and Mind. So, he leaned over, digging into the wall that was a tornado.

In an instant, he saw countless specks of light throw at him. He heard the voices of thousands of people discussing things in whispers.

This murmur was extremely chaotic and had no logic. Some include praise for the elegance of a woman, then turn into a description of the feeling of relief after using the toilet. Some begin with crying, then turn into frenzied excitement …

Those crazy thoughts attached and gnawed at Klein's spirit in an attempt to assimilate him. But Klein maintained his clarity and rationality, quickly flying towards Hood Eugen's spiritual realm.

It's like a fun concert compared to the horrible muttering and howling I heard when entering the world over the gray fog. He looked at the groggy and see-through Hood Eugen.

This Order 7 psychiatrist maintains the same state as in the outside world. He looked at her with a confused expression.

Klein stopped in front of him and asked gently, "Do you know Lanevus?"

Hood Eugen replied blankly, "Yes."

The light around them underwent a transformation as if Hood Eugen was revealing his "spiritual sea".

Quickly, the intertwined light revealed an average-looking bespectacled man wearing a sarcastic smile. It was the same Lanevus that Klein saw in the arrest warrant.

Klein nodded in satisfaction and calmed down. He asked a guided question, "Why is Lanevus looking for you?"

"He said.." Hood Eugen's voice slowly turned soft.

Suddenly, he turned into a more charismatic voice and laughed a little crazy.

"Lid Eugen, this is the worst era, but also the best era. As long as you take advantage of the opportunity, we can become the rulers of this world, we can become true immortals!

"As long as you are willing to help, I will not only tell you how to master your potion and avoid losing control, she said, I will also promise that you will receive the god quality in the future — immortal god quality!

"You should be able to see the presence behind me. My promise is his 'promise'. In some ways, Alchemist Psychology is connected to 'He.'

"Don't hesitate. The Alchemists of Psychology were not strong enough at the moment. It can't give you enough help unless you're willing to stay at this level for the rest of your life."

Methods to capture your potion without losing control.Why does this sound like the way I persuade others with "acting methods. He was only Sequence 8, yet he was already talking about manipulating the qualities of divinity… Or can running a scam just be his hobby? Klein had many thoughts as he listened. When Hood Eugen stopped talking, he quickly pressed down, "What kind of help does Lanevus want you to give?"

Hood Eugen did not immediately reply, his spiritual world became silent.

He then laughed out loud. He replied erratically, "Please.Please!

"Hahaha, I'm giving you a favor! I'm giving you a favor!

"i made…"

His words came to a sudden halt as his blurred soul furrowed. The light and darkness around that represented the spiritual sea quickly turned intangible, forming a sinister, terrifying, and dark altar.

On the altar is a cross. There seemed to be something hanging on the cross, as well as things that seemed invisible piled up on the bottom.

Light and darkness alternated, and as the suspended object became clearer, the entire spiritual world shook, as if it was experiencing a ten-magnitude earthquake.

Holy hooch! Klein had a premonition that something dangerous was about to happen. Without thinking, he turned around and flew towards the tornado of chaotic thoughts in an attempt to escape.