The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 241's

There was only one candle that lit the room. The atmosphere in the living room was so silent as if everything had frozen.

A few seconds later, the suspected Pharmacist finally muttered, "Why didn't you leave the address? That way, I can get something out of your body."

He looked like he was cursing at me, but he was actually persuading me otherwise. Klein pretended not to understand and said to Black Snake, “I have no chance of survival if I don't bet. There will be a glimmer of hope if I bet on it.

"I will not sit and wait for death."

Hearing this, the Eye of Wisdom, who was about to say something, shut her mouth because she could not give any other hope.

"I admire your character!" The Black Snake laughed.

"i admire you too. In the past, I had some friends who had such characters. Now, I visit their tombstone every year and place a bunch of flowers there," mused the suspected Pharmacist in a mocking but actually persuasive manner.

He did not care that Black Snake was a better fighter than him. He said whatever he wanted.

Master Pharmacist must have suffered from his anger. Klein secretly thanked him.

He handed the iron cigarette box containing the characteristics of the Hunter Beyonder to the attendant who brought it to the Eye of Wisdom.

The old man counted 400 pounds of cash from the suitcase beside him and asked the attendant to give it to the Black Snake.

The Black Snake casually glanced and said, "i believe in the Eye Lord of Wisdom."

He took out a small wooden box, bent down, and placed it on the ground. He pushed the box so that it slid into Klein without passing the attendant.

As Klein's fingers touched the surface of the box, he heard a faint illusory sound and immediately felt a strong dizziness.

To him, this was not something he could not handle. It was not even comparable to the illusory voice of Justice and friends when they prayed to him.

After sitting upright again, Klein carefully opened the wooden box and saw the "ear" inside!

The ears look real, except the skin is dark and there are some decaying green areas.

"How do I use it?" Klein asked.

The Black Snake casually replied, "Holding it without gloves is the same as using it. Heh, you better go home and try it when you're alone."

Klein did not ask any further questions. He closed the box and put it in his pocket. He deliberately smiled bitterly and said, "It makes me dizzy."

After a moment of silence, the suspected Pharmacist suddenly shouted, "i want to buy the Spring of the Elves' marrow crystal, who has it?"

As his voice echoed through the air, no one answered.

The apothecary smacked his lips and muttered, "Seriously, there's no answer every time this is asked."

"Maybe you can book a cruise to Sonia Island" quipped the Eye of Wisdom.

The Fairy Water Eye was also known as the Golden Spring of Sonia, and one could tell from its name where it came from. The Fairy Water Eye was a commonly seen liquid and was an object with rich spirituality. However, the marrow crystal was considered a Beyonder ingredient and was not easy to buy.

After that, there were several failed transactions at the meeting. The Eye of Wisdom clapped and said, "Let's end up here today. According to convention, we go one by one, each separated by three minutes."

Leaving one by one.. Each one separated by three minutes..This is to prevent the Gathering members from being stalked and robbed? When Klein received the signal from the Eye of Wisdom, he stood up and, guided by the attendant, left the activity room, and went to the door.

He removed his hooded robe and handed it back to the attendant before following the path in his memory back to the back door of the Bravehearts Bar. He then took off his iron mask and walked through the kitchen to see the Kaspars standing outside the card room, above the barking of dogs and the shouting of people.

"I'm glad you can come back." the red-nosed elder heaved a sigh of relief, the severe wound on his face seemed to tremble.

Klein bowed and said in a low voice, "Is there such a meeting in the future?"

"It looks like you're not getting what you want. Holy Lord of Storms, I don't think you should continue wasting your time." Kaspars scanned this customer he was worried about. "It may take a few days.I don't know the details. Let's see if you can be on time."

Klein nodded and asked, "Is Maric here?"

"You're still trying to convince him? No, it'll just make him mad!" The Kaspars warned him in a deep voice. "He's in the card room behind you."

No, I won't convince him. I tried to get as far away from him as possible so that his zombies would not rebel. Klein touched the Azik copper whistle in his pocket.

"i understand."

He soon left the Bravehearts Bar, going to a one-bedroom apartment in the East Borough to urinate before returning to Minsk Street.

Inside the card room, Maric has gone all-out and confidently opened his cards.

He had three Kings and a pair of Nine, and the zombies opposite him had a pair of Six and Eight.

Suddenly, the zombie takes the initiative to reveal its hidden card, a pair of Six!

This round, he won with four Sixes!

Pale Maric sat there blankly and immediately felt all the zombies around him coldly staring at him.

"Don't let anyone in before dawn" Maric ordered in a hoarse voice as he looked towards the stunned Kaspar.

He took out a white handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth. The handkerchief was quickly dyed in a deep blue color with a hint of redness.

After receiving the Kaspars recognition, Maric looked for a seat to sit down and requested a barrel of Southville beer. He stared blankly as he drank.

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At 15 Minsk Street, Klein followed his usual routine of taking a shower and returned to his room before he closed the curtains.

After waiting for more than ten minutes and making sure that there were no spiritual spots around him, he started calling himself. He responded to himself and carried a wooden box containing black ears to the mysterious space above the gray fog.

The illusory red stars did not blink at all as Klein sat on the long ancient table honor chair and opened the wooden box.

This time, he did not hear a murmur or feel dizzy. The boundless gray fog seemed to isolate all external sounds.

Klein sighed in relief. He was now much more confident with his upcoming efforts and much more confident about his own safety.

With a thought, he blocked his own hearing and conducted several experiments to ascertain the effect.

That's right .. Klein nodded in satisfaction, reached out his hand, and grabbed the black ear with foul marks.

He felt its cold and slippery, but he did not hear the voice of the majestic being portrayed by the Black Snake.

Completely isolated? It would not work.It was impossible to use it alone. Klein muttered to himself, puzzled at the thought of a method he could use to stimulate the effect.

After about a dozen seconds, he conjured a pen and paper, intending to replicate the process he had used to spy on the Eternal Blazing Sun earlier.

Just then, I looked directly at the Eternal Blazing Sun through the use of god blood. This time, I only used the remains left behind by a Listener, so it was clearly harmless:

"Originally this stuff."

He took a breath, held a black ear, and leaned back as he read out the divination statement.

After reading it seven times, his eyes darkened as he entered a deep sleep.

In this hazy, shattered, gray world, Klein saw a man struggling on the ground. He rolled, screamed, and his eyes glared. His body swelled up like a balloon, and the countless hairs on his body turned black and long.

Immediately after, an extremely evil and foul voice rang out in Klein's ears, waking him up instantly.

It was different from the rants and howls coming from the mysterious space above the gray fog. This sound is sharper, more purposeful, and more active!

Klein covered his ears and isolated any fall, but the same voice echoed in his head.

He saw his veins and veins bulging out as if they had become a writhing venomous snake.

Bang out!

His veins broke, and his veins broke from his body, spreading into slippery tentacles filled with evil patterns. The gray fog slightly swayed, making the gigantic palace seem like it would be corroded.

Unlike the incident with Eternal Blazing Sun, Klein still maintained his sanity and did not roll on the ground. He gripped the handle tightly and endured the pain.

After a few seconds, the slightly swaying gray fog regained its calm, and the evil voice that reverberated in Klein's mind completely subsided.

One "tentacle" after another fell to the ground, and his wounds began to heal quickly.

Interacting with the gods is really a dangerous thing, regardless of the method.Fortunately, this time I did not face the True Creator directly. Otherwise, I would have remnants of madness and signs of losing control and would have affected my body in the real world. Klein weakly leaned back into his chair and secretly mocked himself.

This process was in line with his expectations, and it was not out of his control.

The only thing that surprised him was that the True Creator seemed to be slightly stronger than the Eternal Blazing Sun…

Just as Klein's mind was about to wander, he saw the black ears on his palm suddenly disintegrate, turning into tiny specks of black light.

That has been the characteristic of a pure Beyonder? Amidst his confusion, he saw through the corner of his eye that the creepy-patterned tentacles were still twitching on the ground. It was an aspect of insanity and loss of control that had been stripped from his body.

These tentacles gradually turned transparent and would disappear.

A glint of brilliance flashed in Klein's mind. He spread the small black light spots on his palm onto those slippery tentacles.

The illusory black gas rose and turned into a sky that constantly streaked with lightning. The background is very dense and gloomy.

All of this quickly disappeared from Klein's eyes. On the surface of the iron-black enchantment on the ground there were many symbols, magic labels, evil patterns, and twisted path numbers.

Klein bent down and picked it up, with the feeling that what was sealed within was a howling maniac.

With the help of his divination technique, he could barely decipher the use of this enchantment from his revelations. It was to let the opponent hear a terrifying roar, infecting them with madness. As for the final result, it depended on the target's ability to withstand the attack. If the target is strong, then they may benefit from it, but the price to pay is to be a believer in the True Creator, and if he is weak, he will collapse in place, he said, dying in the midst of a tragic cry.

I would call it Language of Foulness. Klein muttered and set a spell to activate it.