Lord of the Mysteries

The beating heart, the yellowish-green liquid, the silently burning black flames, and the falling figure entered Klein’s field of vision and etched themselves deeply into Klein’s mind.

The most dangerous mission he had encountered up to this date had been when he was dealing with Ray Bieber who was in the midst of digesting. Even such a terrifying and dangerous monster had only resulted in severe injuries to the Beyonders on the mission. No one had to sacrifice their lives.

The deaths of the Beyonders Klein had witnessed, including Old Neil’s, were all due to them losing control. The “murderer” might be strange and indescribable or related to evil gods, but they had nothing to do with the missions they undertook.

Now, he was looking at one of his partners being killed in action. The death was purely due to one mistake.

Nighthawks were fighting against madness, but so were they also fighting against danger.

There might never be an opportunity to make up for that one mistake.

Klein’s thoughts erupted with a boom.

Apparently having taken a huge blow, he knelt down and lifted his right hand, firing successive shots at Madam Sharon. The silver demon hunting bullets pierced through the invisible threads and shot towards her head and transparent sleeping gown.

Suddenly, Madam Sharon appeared to be yanked in another direction by something, allowing her to successfully avoid Klein’s manic shooting.

Klein only managed to collect himself and regain the ability of rational thought when he finished firing the five bullets in his revolver, and the sound of the hammer striking an empty chamber entered his ears.

His heart tightened. Without any time to reload, he tossed the revolver to the side and took out a stack of tarot cards!

Pa!

Madam Sharon’s body moved to the side and saw a card fly past her, piercing deeply into the surface of the makeup table.

She smiled, her beautiful brown eyes once again taking on a black luster.

At that moment, her waterfall like brown hair suddenly flailed into the air like it was lifted by an invisible force.

Madam Sharon froze. She wanted to dodge, but she was too slow. Klein had tossed out a “Magician” card, successfully pinning her hair to the wall.

Pa! Madam Sharon forcefully tore away her hair and rolled forward, her body quickly vanishing from Klein’s line of sight.

She’s turned invisible again… Klein had a tarot card between his fingers as he slowly turned around while being alert of his surroundings.

Suddenly, he realized why Madam Sharon had to give up her attack, and why she had slowed down.

If the situation had developed normally, Klein would have had no choice but to use Azik’s copper whistle to deal with this terrifying demoness!

Yes! The Captain must be around here somewhere! He felt a little excited. He looked around, his gaze instinctively falling on the window.

At the same time, he made a judgment in his heart.

Madam Sharon wants to flee!

the ability to drag her into a dream, but she was unsure if there would be other reinforcements from the

way that she can wipe out

thought, Klein flicked his wrist, tossing the

Whoosh Whoosh! He threw out five cards in succession, three sealing the

Crack! Thud! Thud!

the sound of shattering glass, two tarot cards dug into the ajar bedroom door, one

making use of his Clown’s intuition to pinpoint where he should

pierced through the air and rapidly advanced before drilling themselves into the sturdy wall. However, a figure was quickly outlined in the air. It was none other than the brown-haired Madam Sharon who was in a translucent sleeping

moment Madam Sharon was exposed, her eyes lost their focus, as though she

his cards. This was because he knew that Madam Sharon would quickly break out of the dream. He had to deal fatal damage in these

escape from a Nightmare when there

Klein rolled forward diagonally. He went prone and extended his right hand, grabbing the edge of the Spirit Medium Mirror that

could appear in the mirror. He tossed Sealed Artifact

eyes was

crystalline layer of sturdy frost

nor the demon hunting bullet approaching her. All she

mirror suddenly became contorted. Wrinkles, gashes of blood, and rotting

Madam Sharon let out a shrill cry as if she had just witnessed someone she loved

quickly took on a green color as yellow

burned outward from within

black flames then condensed into a thick frost, as if it was creating a coffin for

threads finally took on a color that was visible to the human eye. They

3-0271 fell onto the ground and

that moment, Dunn broke through the window frame and

of Kenley, who had stopped breathing, and his

moment, the cocoon cracked open. The coffin of ice crumbled an inch at a time

regained its normal color.

She also

formless ripple spread outward from Dunn as Madam Sharon’s eyelids drooped uncontrollably. Under Dunn’s windbreaker were writhing,

previously fighting Monster

three demon hunting bullets with his left hand and familiarity stuffed

Pa!

up, taking aim at Madam Sharon with both hands

Bang!

with the abilities of the Clown and pulled

bullet pierced through the air, accurately hitting

bullet seemed to tear through multiple layers of obstruction, causing it to lose the

when he saw Madam Sharon suddenly open

Bang! Bang!

was Madam Sharon

out of “substitutes”

Phew . Klein lowered his arms and panted heavily. Madam Sharon, with only half her head left, slumped

hand from his glabella, his face a little pale. He wasn’t injured, but