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Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Eighteen: All In Vain
The man who had been doing the talking didn't change his facial expression, seeing that Walter had decided to fight rather than hand over the Book Of Mysteries. Knowing that Walter was chalcenterous, he didn't underestimate him."Get the Book Of Mysteries," the man said gently, not bothering to threaten Walter anymore. He was a Tier One, Killer of the Vile Knyghts and had mastered all his martial arts. Seeing that Walter was only an Array two, Conjurer of the Thaumaturgy School, he felt that he was too weak to be able to fend off against all the Knyghts present. A Knyght who was at the peak of Tier One was actually equal to an Array Two. Even though the other twenty Knyghts were at the inchoate of Tier One, Walter was still outnumbered.Thud! Thud! Thud!Several feet stomped the ground, rushing towards Walter with their swords drawn. Their swords shimmered as they reflected the fulgent candles burning on the walls.Walter's muscles tightened as he kicked off the ground, propelling him
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Nineteen: Rogue Slayer of the Fivefold
Walter stood up weakly and lumbered towards the door, his eyes filled with pain and sorrow. He was so down right now that all he thought of was killing Castor. But where was the Castor he would kill? How was he gonna find Castor now that the Arcane Guards and sorcerers were at his neck?"He killed my family," he kept on muttering as he walked slowly, his weak feet carrying him in a floundering manner. He was so depressed right now that he wanted to just end his life at that moment.He was almost at the door when he had an immediate ominous feeling. Danger was already near!Pa!He trusted his instincts and leapt backwards, his hands spread apart as the tip of a sword flew towards him, leaving afterimages. Then the sword stopped midway and vanished out of sight, Walter landing afterwards.This...his lips quivered upon seeing the sword vanish without trace. This sword, it had no wielder! What a strange swordsmanship!"You're mesmerized by the swordsmanship," a voice said from nowhere. It
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty: Miracle and Necromancy
Andrew Walls had already dealt with the countless portals without even casting a spell. At that moment he saw a portal open slowly, a prodigious aura wafting out of it instantly.Seeing this, Andrew Walls knew that the extraterrestrial being in the dimension behind that portal was no ordinary being. If he had not concentrated his power on the whole country, he feared the aura from the portal would have instantly destroyed it even when the extraterrestrial being had not yet revealed himself! He didn't panic as he had encountered powerful beings like that. Extraterrestrial beings beyond Array 5 could not descend to the mortal realm except through a weak body. There was some kind of law governing the infinite cosmos which prevented that. This was done so that higher dimensional beings would no descend to the world and cause havoc. Their presences alone could destroy lower dimensional planes instantly!Instead of closing the portal immediately, Andrew Walls decided to go into the portal—t
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty One: Paradise and Helluva
The whole surrounding was silent, shrouded in nebulous precipice which lingered as the two men glared at each other. Without even fighting, the surrounding had adopted a miasmal state which billowed about like ripples of tidal waves. The atmosphere became more nebulous, plunging daylight into a capricious nightime.Castor's frown became deeper as he glared at Walter with condescending disdain which affected nature, infecting it with an abyssal chasm of gloominess.Walter frowned as he also glared at Castor, the predator who had mauled everything belonging to him, leaving him with nothing. He remembered all the deaths Castor had caused, all the pain he had billowed through like ripples on the surface of a fluid. Both of them were engaging in a mental battle, trying to usurp the other. Because of this, their Magical Bodies became very powerful as they tried to increase their Arrays beyond each other.Walter was surprised that Castor had the same ability as he did and couldn't help but
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Two: Purple Embodies All
The sorcerers all surrounded the unconscious Walter, all of them cladded in white robes which were as white as snow and as pure as babies. Their faces were calm, exuding serenity and warmth.For some time, they stood without saying a word. It was probable that they were saddened about having to purify and kill the Destined One whom they had so waited for. They hadn't expected that Walter was the Destined One so they were aggrieved about ending the young man's life. But then, this was necessary as Walter would be relieved of his ill feelings and allowed to rest in Paradise. They weren't purifying him to remove all forms of evil from him. No, no one can do that as a Destined One was immune to stuffs like that—stuffs which would affect his very nature. Rather, they were purifying him to enable him ascend to Paradise instead of Helluva.Blessing of Hellenes!One of them spread his hands apart, taking the initiative to purify Walter. He didn't want to delay as no one knew when an accident
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Three: Another Beginning
What is a mystery? Is it an axiom representing what is not perceptible and understandable? Is it the unfathomable, incomprehensible no matter how people try to make it specious? No, it isn't that. The definition of mystery is only what people can conceive, a specious fact with loopholes. People believe what they believe to be true and sadly, it has plunged them to the endless gore of ignorance.Mysteries aren't what we don't understand or what we can't comprehend. Mysteries aren't what remain hidden, taciturn to the ever yearning ears of people. Mysteries aren't the supernatural laws which can't be explained or fathomed. No, the definition of 'mysteries' is beyond that.Mysteries are what can't be reached no matter how we try to reach them. It isn't what can't be comprehended. Rather, it's what can't be reached. They are endless gores, immersed into the abyssal chasm of infinities. Mysteries are a state of endlessness and boundlessness, incomprehensible and unfathomable. Yes, that's w
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Four: Genial Old Thompson
Azure Alley, Alexander Street—WhitehorseThe sun stood in the azure sky, shining radiantly as it dispelled its rays into the surrounding filling it with warmth and brightness. Birds flew here and there, perching in a paradigmatic manner on the rooftops of the terrace buildings which lined both sides of Azure Alley. Angry dogs could be heard barking from their cages at the meowing cats which teased them, their eyes bloodshot with rage. All these were the attributes of the smallest alley in Alexander Street, Whitehorse.Cassio shuffled along the concrete pavement, both hands in his pocket. His movement was so slow that it seemed as if the black leather backpack slung across his back was a heavy log of wet wood. As he walked, his eyes met the cold gazes of people who viewed him with contempt."Hush, here comes the demonic kid," a mother who was leaving the house with her 3-year old daughter immediately went back into the house, slamming it shut."What a pity the Humphreys adopted him.""
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Five: Transmigration
"Where the heck have you been?!" a voice thundered across the sitting room, shrouding the voices coming out of the TV within it.Cassio stood rooted to the spot, bearing the heavy gaze of his stepfather. As usual, he had met his stepfather at home—drunk and jobless.Mr. Humphrey was dressed in a black grubby T-shirt and shabby jeans, a baseball cap propped on top of his small head. He was a perfect example of a neanderthal man, huge and domineering. His eyes and teeth were yellow, depicting his fondness of cigarettes. Suspended within his right index and middle fingers was a large stick of cigarette, the ring glowing with faint ember colour. Grey smoke snaked its way from the ring, forming puffs of smoke around Mr. Humphrey."I'm coming from school," Cassio replied without the slightest bit of fear in him. It was in his former years that he had feared and dreaded Mr. Humphrey as if he was some god. Now he had been beating tough like coconut and couldn't bring himself to cower before h
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