Lord of the Mysteries

Haa! Haa! Haa!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The loud panting and the intense knocking alternated first before they resounded together. It made Klein and company extremely nervous, as though they were hearing some evil murmur.

Taking advantage of the moment Aiur, Dunn and Lorotta had their attention redirected, the suited clown suddenly pulled out a long piece of paper from his pocket.

Pa! He threw it with his right hand as the slip of paper ignited into a black fiery whip. Then, he lashed it towards the side of his ankle.

A fleeting but tragic scream sounded as the suited clown escaped the invisible shackles and did a backflip.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dunn, Aiur, and Lorotta shot but their bullets only ended up hitting the wooden crates.

The suited clown did not stay any longer as he pressed down on his wound with his right hand while escaping in a direction opposite the warehouse.

He was so fast that in the blink of an eye, all that was left was a hint of his back.

And before he vanished, his right hand which pressed down on his abdomen moved towards his left arm. The wound on his stomach had already vanished, looking completely fine.

The location on his left arm which he touched with his right hand suddenly became badly mangled, and a silver bullet appeared in the torn flesh.

Dunn and the rest didn’t chase after him because the panting from the innermost warehouse was so loud that it was making them nervous and insecure.

Bang!

The door of the innermost warehouse suddenly exploded and flew in all directions.

Then, something wrapped with a torn cloth flew out and landed not far from Klein.

When Klein cast his gaze over, he realized that it was an arm. Its bloody flesh had been chewed on and its white bones were cracked in an irregular fashion as they jutted out

Pa! Pa! Pa!

One item after another flew out. First it was a spray of blood, followed by a dilated eye and an ear which had been ripped out brutally. Finally, half a beating heart and intestines filled with yellowish-brown objects came out.

If Klein had not seen the more gruesome giant cadaver at Ray Bieber’s place, he would have probably vomited there and then.

His nerves were on the brink of a breakdown. After a great deal of effort to hold back his urge to shoot into the pitch-black entrance, he ejected the empty shells from his revolver and reloaded with new demon hunting bullets.

Bang!

Dunn drew close as he stably shot into the warehouse.

However, his bullet was like a shot into the sea. There was no audible response.

Haa! Haa! Haa!

panting sped up as grayish-white

tore through the whiteness, but failed to prevent the “color” from spilling outwards. It did not leave any wounds or cause liquid to

held his breath and kept himself from shooting blindly. He watched as the whiteness slowly revealed

tall. Its limb joints were all unnaturally twisted. It was as though they had been snapped by

grayish-white surface was filled with gullies, like a human brain that had been stripped from

it. Its head looked relatively normal, with deep

close to falling out, a few strands of bloody saliva, and bone and

drew a silent gasp as he felt

Bang!

bullet hit Ray Bieber’s forehead and tore right through it, leaving behind

out and dripped onto the ground. The liquid wriggled and

was neither fast nor slow when it pounced at Borgia who was closest to it. Its actual target

Dunn shouted in a deep voice. “Lorotta, it looks like a dead soul, so

as she raised

of spirits and a kingdom of dead souls. She looked down at the enemy from a higher vantage point as she searched for a

normal gunshot was ineffective, so he did not bother wasting more of his bullets. He lifted his hand to tap at his glabella

vision, Monster Bieber only had one kind of spiritual glow left. It was purely grayish-white, a

Klein saw nothing

moment, Aiur Harson and Leonard Mitchell sang

the threat of horror, the hope of

least is certain—that

certain, and

that once

…

twisted grayish-white monster gradually

opened its mouth and let out a shrill cry that ordinary people

“Ah!”

…

his head as

he subconsciously wiped it with

time. They had blood stains lining the

each took a step or two back, the

what the

Bam!

in on Borgia and suddenly swung

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

they didn’t

sent Borgia flying out as his long-barreled

a few

stringy liquid oozing

Bang!

crucial moment, Aiur Harson shot a bullet at the box to knock it some distance away, preventing Monster Bieber from grabbing it. Its momentum brought it forward