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!

loud panting sped up as grayish-white colors filled the

Borgia’s bullets tore through the whiteness, but failed to prevent the “color” from spilling outwards. It did not leave any

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

were all unnaturally twisted. It was as though they had

grayish-white surface was filled with gullies, like a human brain

monster had grayish-white, rotting, sticky liquid flowing all over it. Its head looked relatively normal, with

a porcelain false tooth that looked close to falling out, a few strands of bloody saliva, and bone and flesh that

f**king human? Klein drew a silent gasp as he felt

Bang!

and tore right through it, leaving

dripped onto the ground. The liquid wriggled and turned into

when it pounced at Borgia who was closest to it. Its

voice. “Lorotta, it

raised her hands to

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

bother wasting more of his bullets. He lifted his hand to tap at his glabella

kind of spiritual glow left. It was purely grayish-white,

from that, Klein saw

that moment, Aiur Harson and Leonard Mitchell

threat of horror,

is certain—that this Life

certain, and the rest

Flower that once

…

monster gradually slowed down as though it could not fight against

and let out a shrill cry that ordinary people

“Ah!”

…

his head as he automatically exited his Spirit

warm liquid flowing out of his nose, and when he subconsciously wiped it with his hand, he discovered the back of his hand covered in

time. They had blood stains lining the corners of their

Lorotta each took a step or two back, the

appeared to exceed what the six Beyonders could withstand. They instantly

Bam!

closed in on Borgia and suddenly swung its

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

each, but they didn’t cause any damage to

blow sent Borgia flying out as his long-barreled revolver fell to

tried to stand up a few times, but failed to

stringy liquid oozing out as it leaped towards the

Bang!

that crucial moment, Aiur Harson shot a bullet at the box to knock it some distance away,