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

and Borgia’s bullets tore through the whiteness, but failed to prevent the “color” from

himself from shooting blindly. He watched as the whiteness slowly revealed a

a humanoid creature more than two meters tall. Its limb joints were all unnaturally twisted. It was as though they had been snapped by

bones poked out from under its skin as the entire grayish-white surface was filled with gullies, like a human brain that had

over it. Its head looked relatively normal, with deep wrinkles and

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

drew a silent gasp as he felt his heart pound

Bang!

Bieber’s forehead and tore right through it, leaving

flowed out and dripped onto the ground. The

Borgia who was closest to it. Its actual target appeared to be the black chest that

of control of Beyonder powers…” Dunn shouted in a deep voice. “Lorotta, it looks like a dead

raised her hands to press down on

had entered the world of spirits and a kingdom of dead souls. She looked

of his bullets. He lifted his hand to tap at his glabella

one kind of spiritual glow left. It

from that, Klein saw

moment, Aiur Harson

horror, the

least is certain—that

thing is certain, and the rest is

Flower that once has

…

slumber emanated. The twisted grayish-white monster gradually slowed down as though it could not fight against the

and let out a shrill cry that ordinary people were

“Ah!”

…

felt a sharp pain in his head as he automatically exited his

of his nose, and when he subconsciously wiped it with his hand,

back to the ground at the same time. They had blood stains lining the corners of their lips, noses,

each took a step or two back, the

exceed what the six Beyonders could withstand.

Bam!

on Borgia and suddenly swung its

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

they didn’t

flying out as his long-barreled revolver fell to

tried to stand up a few times, but failed

liquid oozing out as it leaped towards the

Bang!

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