Lord of the Mysteries

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The scarlet moon in the sky hangs quietly in the dark, shining on the then-generated “City of Universities” Thengen City which gradually returns to silence.

Standing at the desk, Klein looked down at the cold and uninhabited Narcissus Flower Street through the belly window, and heard the carriage flying fast in the distance.

He picked up the silver-and-white pocket watch with a vine pattern, slammed it open, glanced at it, then reached out and pulled the curtains together to make the yellow light ray of light reflected in the bedroom.

Klein turned around unhurriedly, locked the door and closed the gate valve.

The entire room was suddenly shrouded in darkness, and only a slight scarlet moon light through the curtains brought color, bringing a deep night scene that bred many folk stories.

In such an environment, Klein took out a silver knife that was applied for, and outlined the ball in his mind, and entered the semi-meditation state in advance.

He saved his spirit and, according to the previous practice, let the spirituality spray out through the tip of the knife and let them follow the movement of the body and combine it with the environment to seal the room.

This is an abnormal fluctuation that may occur under the defense, and he is afraid that Benson and Melissa will be awakened.

Then, Klein put down the knife and walked 4 steps counterclockwise, each step was accompanied by a spell from Earth.

Unchanging screams and whispers struck, unchanging madness and pain, he tried his best to control himself, and survived the most difficult and dangerous stage in a nearly semi-confusing state.

The gray mist is boundless, the crimson “stars” are far or near, the towering temple stands like a dead giant, everything in front of Klein has no change compared with the past, several thousand over 1000 years of accumulated silence and ancient assaults the senses.

No, there are still changes! Klein whispered to himself, staring at a crimson “star” in the vicinity.

That is the star symbolizing Justice!

The deep red of this “star” has contracted and expanded in succession, but the extent is not large, but it persists.

Klein cautiously unfolds its spirituality and goes to the deep red.

2 The person just got in touch, his brain buzzed with Haydn, saw the blurry and distorted picture, and heard the phantom and overlapping prayer sound:

“Fool of another era ;”

“you are the mysterious ruler of above the grey mist ;”

“You are the King of Yellow and Black that controls the luck.”

“I pray for your help.”

“I pray for your care.”

“I pray for you to let me have a good dream.”

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“I pray for you to let me have a good dream.”

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“I pray for you to let me have a good dream.”

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The voices of women are constantly reverberating, interlaced, and Klein’s spirit becomes irritated and messy, just like when they just want to fall asleep, but they hear the floor upstairs and the table floor.

He pressed his emotions, healed the impulse with meditation, and carefully identified the blurred picture that appeared in front of him.

It was a girl in a white robe, with soft and bright blonde hair, she was standing in front of the 4 groups of swaying fire, respectfully bowed her head and chanted continuously.

From the distorted picture, Klein barely recognized this as Miss Justice.

At this time, he fully confirmed that the ceremony mantra he conceived could be pointed here precisely and to himself!

This filled him with a sense of accomplishment and felt that his exploration from scratch was very effective.

I don’t boast of it… Klein’s mood is getting better, and the sweep sound that flies in the ear is acceptable.

In his heart, he tried to pass the “answer” outlined in his mind to the “dark red” star through the subtle connection:

“I understood.”

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In front of my eyes, layers of grey mist diffused, and a twisted and fuzzy silhouette stood at the deepest point.

His eyes are swiftly red, and his voice reverberates in the empty world:

“I understood.”

“I understood.”

“I understood.”

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Audrey Hall suddenly woke up, and he was sitting up, and his mind was full of dreams.

She knew clearly that her dream was Fool, the mysterious Fool who was above the grey mist!

“This is the response to my morning prayer?” Audrey, who soon entered Audience, calmly analyzed.

Although she didn’t understand why Fool didn’t respond on the spot and had to wait until night, she was still valid by the magical ceremony and was deeply shocked by the usefulness of those spells.

She used to pray to Goddess of the Night, but she never got a response!

Even if Mister Fool is not God, it should not much difference … Audrey slowly takes a deep breath and slowly spit out.

Since the other party was a powerful existence that could not be resisted, she quickly threw some worries aside and began to think about what to do next:

“First, completely digest Audience magical medicine … my” play “is pretty good.”

“No. 2, looking for Psychology Alchemy Union.”

“Third, see if you can get Heart Reader’s magical medicine formula from Mister Fool, or a clue from Psychology Alchemy Union.”

“However, every God-like existence has its own complete sequence chain, not necessarily the formula of other sequence paths… Psychology Alchemy Union This new and extraordinary organization is not necessarily qualified to receive the attention of Mister Fool… …”

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Out of contact, Klein sat in the top of the bronze long table in a good mood.

He was covered in grey mist, leaning back against the back of the chair, holding his fists against his mouth, recalling and examining the process.

At this moment, in this world of grey mist, only he is a creature, apart from this, silent and silent.

“It seems that I can only pass on the information in the past, and I can’t use this to mobilize the power here… It seems that my previous tricks didn’t work.” Klein kept whispering and silently summed up.

His original intention was that if the designed incantation and ceremony were effective, then try to use this method to tie himself and World of Grey Mist together to pry this piece of mysterious Space Power.

When the time comes, he can pray to himself, so as to circumvent restrictions, mysteries, and dangers, and make full use of World of Grey Mist.

For example, he can first hold a ceremony, praying to “self” for the gift of spell, and then, enter above the grey mist, and respond to this request by himself, giving gifts.

“It seems that I still think too beautiful… I don’t know much about this World of Grey Mist and I know it…” Klein shook his head and prepared to leave.

At this moment, he saw that the crimson “star” symbolizing Hanged Man also began to shrink and expand, and he heard the unreal and invisible sound ringing in circles.

“Just happened to meet ‘Hanged Man’ to hold a ceremony?” Klein looking thoughtful nodded.

He sat on the top of the bronze long table and reached out to the “star”.

The spirituality spread out and touched the deep red that was shrinking and expanding.

He heard the low and overlapping prayers of Hanged Man and saw the fuzzy picture.

In the picture, Hanged Man is wearing a pure black robe, standing in front of 4 groups of firelights, and surrounding spirituality forms a wall, separating the influence from outside.

Klein didn’t respond immediately, so she quietly looked at and listened quietly.

“…you are the King of Yellow and Black that controls the luck.”

“I pray for your help.”

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Hanged Man finished the prayer, waited for a moment, and when there was no response, he began to lift the spirituality wall, extinguished the flames, and cleaned the altar.

At the end of the day, he reached out and the water filled the table, and the table that served as the altar was immediately renewed.

“Water-based spell … The gift of the storm … ‘Hanged Man’ is indeed, at least Mariner …” Klein slightly nodded, before the screen disappeared, according to the expected way, the “response” was passed into the group of crimson.

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Argel Wilson is in the City of Generosity, the capital of Rhosid Archipelago.

Instead of going to the famous Red Theatre here with the crew, he stayed in the hotel, closed the doors and windows, and tried the ceremony described by Fool.

After completing the prayers, Argel patiently waited for a while but did not receive any response.

“It seems that this attempt is not very successful… Mister Fool has to change the way…” He was glad and thought with a little disappointment.

After dealing with the follow-up, Argel plans to go downstairs and ask for a glass of “Leng Langqi”-alcohol helps to play the ability of “Violent Citizen”, so Justice Enforcers of Lord of Storms like this “drink” quite.

When he opened the door, Argel was about to step out, and he saw a flower in front of him. He saw the illusory and innocent grey mist above the corridor. He saw a fuzzy silhouette sitting in the deepest position, like sitting on the throne of aloof and remote.

“I’m understood.” A familiar and deep voice echoed invisiblely to Argel’s ear, leaving him stunned, his head aching.

Argel’s pupils suddenly turned deep, and then looked at all around, but found that everything is no different from before. It is still the floor that will be squeaky. It is still a wall candlestick with years, it is still not too clean corridor.

I’m understood … Argel’s ears seem to be echoing.

His face sank and his fist hit the chest, but he could not say the honor of Lord of Storms.

Silence for a long time, Argel’s expression returned to normal, but his eyes were deep and deep.

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Above the grey mist, Klein didn’t delay for too long. When the residual sounds were all calm, he wrapped himself with spirituality, fell into the gray mist, and fell into the material world.

The light and shadow of the eyes flashed fast, like a few dozen times of fast-moving movie pictures. After a stun of Klein’s head, he saw the curtains of the scarlet moonlight and saw the desks and bookshelves with outlines.

He picked up the silver knife again and lifted the spirituality wall of the room. Then in a sudden wind, he quietly opened the door and looked into the corridor.

Seeing big brother Benson and younger sister Melissa’s room did not move, he completely relaxed.

“This ‘Luck Reversal Ceremony’ is a must-have for home travel… and hidden and magical…” Klein whispered silently, closing the door again and heading for bed.

His “task” for tomorrow is an underground trading market with an extraordinary item with Old Neil.