Lord of Mysteries: Return of the Stars!

Like the starry gate of Mr. Door's star, or the evil great tree of the Mother Tree of Desire's star.

"As master of the Hall of Stars, what kind of image should I have?"

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Rumble!

High in the sky, dark clouds gathered into masses, thunder roared and pounded heavily on the sea, stirring up surging waves.

At the same time, a storm arose, accompanied by lightning, and the heavy, oppressive atmosphere filled the onlookers with dread.

The power of sky and earth, combined with the wrath of thunder, wove together the terrifying scene before them.

Dozens of nearby ships stopped sailing, most of their crew gazing worriedly at the horrifying sight ahead. On the deck of one of the ships stood more than a dozen people.

At the forefront was a man with messy dark blue hair, deeply contoured features, a rugged face, and bronze-colored skin.

He looked at the extraordinary spectacle of the surging waves ahead, his eyes full of envy and hope, and deep-seated awe.

As an Beyonder on the path of storms, he could sense that the storm and thunder ahead were not purely forces of nature, but rather caused by a powerful Beyonder stirring the sea!

Such a great commotion could very well have been caused by a Saint of the Storm Cathedral!

He had once accidentally heard someone refer to beings of that level as "Sea Kings," meaning Kings of the Ocean!

He did not know which sequence it was in the path of storms, but it must certainly be very high.

Standing upon the ocean, nearly invincible, that was the kind of power he longed for!

Mastering such powerful strength was his original reason for pursuing the Beyonder world!

He had been watching nearby for a long time and had heard a rumor from some people.

It was said that this anomaly was caused by the Mystic Queen frequently appearing in nearby waters, acting very suspiciously, which drew the attention of the Storm Cathedral.

Whether true or false, it was hard to say, but the frightening scene of roaring waves seemed to prove the rumor correct.

"A high-sequence powerhouse…"

The man with dark blue hair looked solemn, clenched his fist, then loosened it, and smiled as if nothing had happened, chatting and joking with the crew around him.

...

On the storm-swept sea, the Dawn silently waited for its master to return.

At this moment, a spindle-shaped object glowing with pale green light, unlike any ordinary ship, emerged from the depths of the sea.

Then, a figure stepped out, soared into the air, and landed on the bow of the Dawn.

That spindle-shaped vessel, glowing with pale green light, disappeared into faint specks of light in the eyes of the Dawn's crew, like something out of a fairy tale.

The crew were already familiar with this sight, and they knew that this vessel, capable of diving deep beneath the sea, was not a ship but something called a submarine.

It was a very fitting name.

On this ocean, only their captain could summon such a thing capable of deep-sea navigation.

According to their captain, this submarine also had a name: Nautilus.

In the captain's private quarters, Bernadette stared grimly at the Magic Wishing Lamp still imprisoned inside a small iron cage.

"On the ocean, followers of the Storm indeed have the advantage. Even you were nearly trapped."

The Son of Chaos emerged from the Magic Wishing Lamp, speaking in a mocking tone, completely unconcerned with Bernadette's foul mood.

Just as Bernadette enjoyed seeing him awkward when whipped, he also enjoyed watching Bernadette being forced into danger.

The greater the danger, the more likely Bernadette would borrow his power.

"You'd better shut up now. If I'm in a bad mood, I'll just hand you over to the Storm Church. I'm sure they'll treat you, a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, very well."

Seeing Bernadette truly angry, the Son of Chaos chuckled and didn't argue.

He no longer wanted to be sealed by the Seven Gods' churches, but rather looked forward to the upcoming change.

Before the change arrived, it was still better to remain in Bernadette's hands.

He even hoped Bernadette would stay far away from the Storm Cathedral's nearby waters.

That way, even if the disturbance was huge, the Storm Cathedral wouldn't be able to rush over in time to cooperate with Bernadette.

"You seem to be in a good mood?" Bernadette seemed to notice something.

The Son of Chaos casually said, "Seeing you being besieged is naturally something to be happy about."

Bernadette said nothing more but grew even more vigilant inside.

If it had been the Son of Chaos in the past, seeing her angry, he would definitely have continued trying to provoke her into making irrational decisions.

But today, the Son of Chaos seemed unusually well-behaved.

"Looks like I should throw you into the Endless Trench right now," Bernadette said coldly.

"The Magic Wishing Lamp is a good thing, and you've already made two wishes."

The Son of Chaos smiled and said, then returned into the Magic Wishing Lamp.

At night, the sea was calm and peaceful, the stars above dotted the sky, their not-so-bright light adding a touch of poetry to the vast ocean.

Inside the cabin, Bernadette stayed near the Magic Wishing Lamp, staring intently at it to prevent any unexpected events tonight.

The Son of Chaos quietly waited as well.

Near half past eleven at night, the space above the Magic Wishing Lamp seemed to tear open, revealing a starry sky descending into this place!

Always on guard, Bernadette's face grew solemn, and she quickly took the measures within her power to cut off the Magic Wishing Lamp's connection to the starry sky!

The small iron cage imprisoning the Magic Wishing Lamp instantly transformed. Several golden lights flowed, and its originally square shape shifted into an inverted pyramid structure!

The sharp tip of the inverted pyramid rippled with a stern golden light, forming a barrier completely covering the Magic Wishing Lamp, isolating it from the starry sky!

This was a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact called the Triangular Space-Time.

It was a contingency Bernadette had recently sought out specifically to prevent anomalies with the Magic Wishing Lamp.

Its function was to separate space, strengthen the seal, and also imprison enemies.

Its drawback: every time it was used, there was a chance the holder would fall into a chaotic space within a day, becoming lost and unable to escape.

"Heh, instead of running away, you still try to resist? Have you forgotten your long-held survival philosophy?"

Compared to Bernadette's tension, the Son of Chaos imprisoned inside the Magic Wishing Lamp was in a very good mood.

Although Bernadette had reinforced the seal in advance, temporarily preventing him from manifesting outside the Magic Wishing Lamp, this level of sealing could not resist an existence from beyond the starry sky.

The gap in their levels was something Bernadette could never bridge.

Bernadette said coldly, "When that time really comes, I would rather make a third wish than let you break free from the Magic Wishing Lamp's seal!"

The Son of Chaos's expression changed slightly and he stopped provoking Bernadette further.

Due to the rules of the Magic Wishing Lamp, as long as Bernadette made a wish to him, he had to fulfill it.

Although such wishes would ultimately be fulfilled in a twisted way, if Bernadette became ruthless, he would also suffer.

In addition to using the power of the Grade 1 Sealed Artifact, Triangular Space-Time, Bernadette also drew on the power of the Dawn to temporarily enhance her strength to deal with possible dangers.

Just as Bernadette used all her means, the stars formed a chain of order that pierced the Magic Wishing Lamp's seal and linked to the Son of Chaos.

Then, the stars returned to their positions, and the starry sky inside the cabin vanished as if it had never appeared, everything returning to normal.

"Still can't stop the Son of Chaos from breaking the seal?"

Bernadette's face was ugly, her brows tightly knitted. She had used no less than three methods, yet she still could not stop the behavior of that starry sky just now.

Once the Son of Chaos broke free of the seal and returned to the starry sky, the outer god lurking outside the barrier would invade and pollute the world even faster.

The prophesied doomsday could thus arrive earlier.

Bernadette sighed, dispersed the power borrowed from the Dawn, and restored the Grade 1 Sealed Artifact, Triangular Space-Time, back into its small iron cage form.

Standing silently in place and calming herself, Bernadette finally turned her gaze back to the Magic Wishing Lamp.

Judging from what had just happened, the Son of Chaos sealed in the Magic Wishing Lamp should have broken free along with that starry sky.

"No!"

Bernadette's expression changed again. With a wave of her hand, the Magic Wishing Lamp and the small iron cage flew into her hands, and she carefully examined them for a long time, a faint smile slowly appearing on her lips.

She had wondered, if the Son of Chaos had truly broken free, how could there have been so little commotion?

Based on her understanding of the Son of Chaos, once he broke free, he would definitely laugh arrogantly and rush straight into the starry sky.

That scene would surely draw the attention of all true gods.

"…"

Inside the Magic Wishing Lamp, the Son of Chaos's face darkened. He opened his mouth but ultimately let out only a cold snort, closing his eyes to sense the wisp of consciousness, or rather, avatar, taken from him.

When that starry sky appeared just now, he thought it was finally time for his escape.

At that moment, he had felt both anticipation and worry, fearing the future would exceed his expectations.

But unexpectedly, that whip only linked to him and pulled away a wisp of his avatar before disappearing.

Indeed, he had broken free, but only that wisp of avatar had escaped!

Its strength was at most equivalent to a Sequence 8 Beyonder. In the territory of that mysterious existence, it could only cower and wouldn't even have the right to speak loudly.

Now, he could feel that wisp of his avatar traveling along that chain of order, passing through the starry barrier, and reaching a magnificent platinum hall.

The Hall of Stars.

The Son of Chaos's avatar, in the form of the Magic Wishing Lamp, floated gently over.

Inside the platinum hall, the first thing that caught the eye was a long table forged from black crystal, as deep and mysterious as the night sky.

On either side of the long table sat five chairs each, with one more seat for the master of this place, making a total of eleven seats.

At this moment, a figure was already seated in the master's chair, looking at him with great interest.

Under the dome, the stars gathered, and endless starlight merged into that figure.