Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 129

Lost control? Klein’s heart tightened as he nearly blurted out his question.

Even though Dunn and Old Neil had frequently emphasized the possibilities of losing control and the harm it caused, this was the first time he was experiencing an incident like that. He felt a little horrified, a little lost, a little scared, and a little saddened. He felt extremely mixed emotions.

“Among the cases that we… have to deal with annually, a quarter of them were a result of Beyonders who lost control… And among the quarter of cases, a large number of them are our teammates.” Dunn’s words flashed past Klein’s mind, slowing his reaction.

Old Neil, who had experienced many incidents like this, immediately asked, “Where is the Rampager? What do you need us to do?”

Klein was taken aback from hearing this. He had believed that a sleazy, “half-retired personnel” like Old Neil would find an excuse to reject Swain’s request or extort a huge sum in exchange for his help. Never did Klein expect Old Neil to participate without any hesitation, not minding the differences between Nighthawks and Mandated Punishers.

Klein suddenly understood something when he looked at the serious Old Neil. It didn’t matter if they were Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, or Machinery Hivemind. Their aim was to stop supernatural powers from harming the innocent and maintain peace and stability in Tingen. If they were met with a dangerous and urgent situation, their sense of duty would propel them to help without hesitation!

Swain answered succinctly, “Be my support!”

He didn’t explain why the person lost control or where the Rampager was. Instead, he made his way to the exit quickly.

This ex-captain of the Mandated Punishers was clearly an old alcoholic, but Klein realized that he could not keep up with the man’s pace. He needed to break into a jog to ensure that he was not left behind.

He turned his head to look at Old Neil, only to see the old Mystery Pryer break into a run.

The three of them didn’t pay any attention to the gazes of the guards on their way there. One of them had an old navy uniform draped over him, another was in a dark classic robe, and the other in a black windbreaker. They charged out of the billiard room and into Evil Dragon Bar.

The customers who were drinking shifted their gazes from the rat-baiting competition to Klein and company.

“Is that Boss Swain?”

“Where’s he going in such a hurry?”

“Did someone default on their loan?”

…

Amidst the soft murmurs, some of the customers focused their attention back to the cage. They once again broke into an uproar, venting the stresses of their day. However, some of the more perceptive customers felt a faint sense of unease.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Klein, Old Neil, and Swain ran across the road and entered the harbor district.

“On that boat.” Swain slowed down and pointed at a cargo ship not far away. “Two Mandated Punishers are circling the Rampager, preventing him from entering the Tussock River. Help me influence him and bring him under control. Leave the rest to me.”

Old Neil panted for air and said, “Alright, b-but you have to give me a minute. Phew, a minute to recover.”

Swain nodded and didn’t say any more. He charged up to the ship and joined the fight.

Upon hearing the sounds of combat on the ship, Old Neil looked at the somewhat nervous Klein. He took out a piece of silver about the size of a baby’s palm from a hidden pocket near his waist. He then passed the silver to Klein and said, “Slumber Charm. The incantation to activate this amulet is the phrase ‘Evernight’ in ancient Hermes. After you finish the incantation, inject your spirituality into the charm and then throw it at the target after three seconds.”

“Alright!” Klein extended his hand to receive the charm and felt moved.

This charm was carved with Hermes incantations on both sides, as well as the corresponding symbols, Path Numbers, and the spell’s characteristics. He didn’t need to activate his Spirit Vision to feel the deep, serene power flowing within the charm.

Old Neil stood up straight and took out a similar charm from his hidden pocket and held it in his palm. He joked as he walked toward the cargo ship, “Do not be too nervous, relax and think about something else. For example, I lent you that charm. If you’re going to use it, remember to make one for me in return. Of course, you can wait till next month, when you receive a new quota of materials before you do so.”

Neil… Klein placed the charm into his left pocket, reached into his holster, took out his revolver, and

don’t feel that nervous anymore…” He had a gun in one hand and his cane in the other. He made his way up the steps with Old Neil

steam and had a chimney, it retained its past fixtures such as its mast and sails. Furthermore, only its surface and some other portions were plated with metal; the

a loud noise amid the din while searching for a way

figure fell through the hole and crashed onto the side of the

luxury of time to evaluate the man’s injuries. His gaze was focused on the monster which was

covered with dark green scales, and a layer of skin had formed between its fingers and

covered in wrinkles, still barely resembling a human. Its scales were coated with a sticky fluid that continuously

Sizzle!

sticky dark-green liquid corroded the

causing it to stagger

ridiculous muscles Swain had, he was clearly inferior to the monster. Despite having his punches and kicks connect, they were unable to smash through its scales and cause physical harm. Swain was momentarily reduced

Punishers to shoot and suppress the monster, Klein suspected that this blue-eyed elder would’ve been beaten to death by the

multiple steps back, then advanced once again, like a moth to a

Klein could sense that he was accumulating something,

Bam!

retreat, his body obscuring another Mandated Punisher’s field of

this chance to charge

the ship

sticky head of the monster, Klein lifted

Bang!

body just as he predicted. But it had only hit its scales and failed

before it exerted strength with

fishy smell hit him, Klein suddenly hunched down and rolled to the

ship shake as fragments had hit it

the same time, he heard an old but deep voice recite an incantation in ancient Hermes,

two more times. He couldn’t care about his cane as he lifted his head and revolver in a fluster. All he

instantly swallowed by a dark red flame and released the faint

power spread forth. The monster, who had almost destroyed the side of

from the cabin. He approached the creature and pulled back his arm, hitting the

any fatal damage. But Klein could sense that whatever the blue-eyed elder was accumulating had finally

and made Swain take five steps back in retreat. Each of his steps caused

was about to turn around and jump off the cargo ship,

the phrase in

the silver charm in his hand turn ice-cold, as if it was made

then pulled his arm

monster had jumped into the

flames illuminated the surrounding darkness and the faint explosion was like

Bam!

the dock, squirming into a ball. It was

of the boat and shoot at the monster’s head when he suddenly saw Swain charge out

his posture in the air,

sky and slammed into the body of the monster. He then straightened his

Crack!

Dark red blood and grayish brain matter laced with the green sticky liquid splattered all

one of the abilities of a Folk of Rage?” Klein muttered to

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