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Chapter 1225

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In the hidden area, Saint of Secrets Boutis narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already recognized Leymano's Travels.

This made him no longer have any doubts about the information provided by Saint Tenebrous Kesma.

He recognized the notebook and knew that it was a mystical item that the House of Abraham placed great importance on. It was one of the strongest items beneath High-Sequence Beyonders, and the negative effects were negligible.

Heh, back when I was a Mid-Sequence Beyonder, I yearned for this notebook so much, but the Abrahams were wary of me and didn't value my needs at all … Has she learned her lesson now? This woman likely isn't a bloodline descendant of the House of Abraham; otherwise, she wouldn't be searching for cursed items of ancient wraiths … Boutis muttered inwardly as his expression gradually turned solemn, but it also had a hint of cruel fanaticism.

After observing his surroundings for a while, he carefully reached his hand into a secret pocket of his black robe.

The secret pocket seemed to hide a vast space. Saint of Secrets Boutis pulled out a jewelry box that was split into three layers.

The jewelry box wasn't small, making it rather difficult to hold it with one hand. It was silver-black in color, and its surface was decorated with exquisite hollowed-out decorations. There were rubies, emeralds, sapphires, and diamonds embedded in it, making it look rather luxurious.

As he held the jewelry box, Boutis's expression revealed a hint of horror and fear. It was as though he was facing the Abyss or listening to the ravings of an evil god.



The gathering proceeded as per usual. Fors put away Leymano's Travels and focused on listening to the different participants, as though she was seeking answers.

During this process, she would occasionally raise questions, using gold pounds and spirituality materials as payment, but she failed to receive any effective answers.

Gradually, the Beyonder gathering came to an end. The convener began arranging for the different participants to leave from different places.

Soon, only Fors and a few Beyonders were left in the room that had been opened up.

After receiving the convener's signal, Fors stood up and resisted the urge to stretch her back as she walked towards the side door.

At this moment, she realized that her body had stiffened. She could barely move her head, but it was like a wind-up toy.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the greyish-white walls had instantly turned silver-black, covered with granules, as if they were made of metal. The skin of the remaining participants and the convener had lost the luster that a human should have. Their eyes were dull, and their movements were mechanical, like large dolls.

In the hidden area, Saint of Secrets Boutis had at some point in time opened the top layer of the "jewelry box." Inside was a room that wasn't exquisite enough, but it was definitely restored.

Inside the room, there were chairs and long tables arranged messily. Several palm-sized dolls were either sitting or standing, as if they were simulating a real situation.

Among these dolls, the one standing was wearing a hooded robe. Her chin was curved beautifully, and her lips were red and thick. It was Fors.

She, the remaining Beyonders, the convener of the gathering, and the entire room silently turned into toys and were kept at the top of the jewelry box!

As for the room that had been opened up in the outside world, there were only grayish-white walls and nothing else.

The corners of Saint of Secrets Boutis's mouth curled up bit by bit. He exerted force with his right hand and closed the jewelry box's lid.

In just a breath, he had miraculously controlled his target!

This silver-black, three-layered jewelry box was the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact he had snatched from the House of Abraham.

As it had never been obtained by the orthodox Churches or had been deeply understood, it didn't have a corresponding number.

According to what Boutis knew, this jewelry box originated from an angel from the House of Abraham during the Fourth Epoch. "He" liked to roam the cosmos and head to different places in the vast universe. But once, "He" silently died in "His" palace when "He" returned to "His" family to rest. "His" face was filled with fear and warped, as though "He" had seen something extremely terrifying.

A true Mythical Creature, an existence that could be considered a subsidiary god in the Second Epoch, had perished in an extremely strange manner without causing any commotion.

The Beyonder characteristic "He" left behind combined with "His" corpse, forming this jewelry box that was quite different from other Sealed Artifacts of the same kind. And back then, Mr. Door, Bethel Abraham, not only didn't attempt to shatter it and restore it to a pure Beyonder characteristic, "He" even gave it a rather strange name:

Box of the Great Old Ones.

The first level of the Box of the Great Old Ones could turn the target location into a toy, swapping places with its own internal space. Saint of Secrets Boutis had used this point to easily and bizarrely achieve his goal.

The second level of the Box of the Great Old Ones recorded different locations. Once they were released, the holder and the living beings within the area of effect could directly head to the corresponding area. Just like the angel from the House of Abraham, they could roam the cosmos and explore the universe.

As for what was in the third level of the Box of the Great Old Ones, Saint of Secrets Boutis knew, but he didn't dare to think about it. It was just like how he usually didn't dare to come into contact with this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact.

Pa! After the lid of the Box of the Great Old Ones closed, Boutis grabbed with his right hand and retrieved the mirror embedded in the transparent vortex in midair.

Once a certain area was hidden, if a Secrets Sorcerer wanted to leave, they had to pass through the corresponding "door" or directly remove the "concealment."

Boutis chose the latter method. It was the most convenient and fastest.

Shadows floated, and the vanished area returned to the real World. The room was finally complete.

Boutis didn't stay any longer. Without even looking at his surroundings, he quickly made his body turn transparent.

He held the silver-black Box of the Great Old Ones that was embedded with many "gems." He "Traveled" through the spirit world, which was filled with strange creatures. In just a few seconds, he walked out of the void and attempted to enter the ruins of the battle of the gods through the "abyss" that split the sea.

At this moment, Boutis slowed down and stopped in midair.

He narrowed his eyes as his pupils instantly turned black, dotted with countless resplendence.

It was as if a starry sky had been reflected in his eyes.

The "gravel" formed from the stars quickly spun, causing the bottomless rift that split the sea to rapidly turn incorporeal. It made everything in front of Boutis shrink, condensing into a swaying orange-yellow flame.

This flame "grew" on the tip of a matchstick and was about to be extinguished.

Everything that Saint of Secrets Boutis experienced after dispelling "Spatial Concealment" was actually an illusion. He was still standing in his original spot!

And the source of this illusion was the ignited matchstick.

The matchstick was held by a fair-skinned hand. The owner of the hand was a hooded woman wearing a purple-patterned black robe. She was sitting on a carriage made of a huge pumpkin that passed through the wall.

Pulling the carriage was a bunch of gray rats.

This was none other than Admiral of Stars Cattleya, but her looks, image, and bearing had changed.

This was given to her by Cinderella's magic!

The core Beyonder power of the Mystery Pryer pathway's Sequence 4 Mysticologist was called "Mystical Re-enactment." It fully embodied the saying that "knowledge is power."

To put it simply, a Mysticologist could draw power from the different mysticism knowledge they grasped and create all kinds of magic or witchcraft. And the fewer people who knew about the corresponding mysticism knowledge, the more difficult it was to spread it, the more powerful the magic would be.

The converse was also true. Once a certain piece of knowledge or legend became widely known and was no longer mysterious, the magic or witchcraft created by drawing on its power would become nearly ineffective.

Cattleya didn't know why the Queen was able to create all kinds of magical and fantastical magic from the personal fairy tales that Rosell The Great told her, but this didn't stop her from learning and applying them. After all, she had heard those fairy tales from Queen Mystic.

The magic she used to transform and disguise herself was called Cinderella. The one that made Saint of Secrets Boutis fall into an illusion was The Matchstick Girl. She had used this to prevent him from "Teleporting" away, creating an opportunity for the following battle.

Just as Boutis escaped the illusion, Cinderella, who was sitting on the pumpkin carriage, stepped onto the ground and spread out her arms, causing a huge cross to appear behind her.

As for Cattleya, it was as though she was carrying this illusory object on her back.

In the empty room, candlelight lit up, illuminating a long table with flesh and blood placed on it.

Around the long table, there were three extremely blurry figures holding the flesh and blood as they constantly devoured it.

As though sensing something, the three figures turned their heads at the same time and looked at Boutis. It made the Saint of Secrets's heart beat faster as he felt a chill surge out from the depths of his soul.

Following that, he heard the illusory sounds of chewing, chewing, and digestion. He felt an undisguised malice and hunger.

Boutis's eyelids twitched as he hurriedly lowered his head and cast his gaze at the Box of the Great Old Ones in his hand.

At some point in time, the silver-black mysterious box had opened by itself!

The magic that Cattleya had just used was called "Banquet of Betrayal." It came from the mysticism knowledge of the "Death of the Ancient Sun God" that she had learned from the Tarot. Its effect was to temporarily awaken or bestow sentience upon the items in the target's hands, making them "betray" them!

Without a doubt, this would be very effective when encountering a Sealed Artifact that was filled with malice towards the wielder.

However, if it wasn't for the fact that she had obtained Mr. Fool's blessings every time she monitored the gatherings, Cattleya wouldn't have dared to use this magic.

Once the three protagonists of the Banquet of Betrayal sensed it, she would definitely die a baffling death. She would die without being able to put up any resistance, and it would be an abnormally horrifying death.

Therefore, Mysticologists were definitely a high-risk group. Their strength came from walking at the edge of the Abyss, from what they shouldn't know, see, or hear.

In comparison, Queen Mystic Bernadette, who could create magic from her father's private fairy tales, was much safer than her peers at the Mysticologist stage.

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