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!

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

there’s no way that she can wipe out

his wrist, tossing the tarot card towards

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

Crack! Thud! Thud!

of shattering glass, two tarot cards dug into the ajar bedroom door, one after the other. As he expected, Klein heard the sound

cards out, making use of his

cards 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

eyes lost

because he knew that Madam Sharon would quickly break out

from a Nightmare

right hand, grabbing the edge of the Spirit Medium Mirror that

his wrist before his reflection could appear in the mirror. He

brown eyes was quickly restored as they

sturdy frost that appeared

she saw was a mirror, and that the

face in the mirror suddenly became contorted. Wrinkles, gashes of blood, and rotting spots

let out a shrill cry as

quickly took on a green color as yellow pus flowed out the corner of her

moment of suffering, a silent black flame burned outward from within Madam Sharon, as if she was trying

as if it was creating a coffin for an

visible to the human eye. They enveloped the frost, forming

3-0271 fell onto the ground and tumbled before stopping

through the window frame and somersaulted into

of Kenley, who had stopped breathing, and his

crumbled an inch at a time as black

had regained its normal color. Her eyes showed fatigue, but she seemed

ground. She also saw Dunn Smith, his finger pressed on

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

were previously fighting Monster Bieber. Klein rolled forward again, grabbed his revolver, the one he had previously tossed onto

hunting bullets with his left hand and familiarity

Pa!

and stood up, taking aim at Madam Sharon with

Bang!

his body with the abilities of the Clown and

pierced through

appeared between Madam Sharon’s eyes, but the bullet seemed to tear through multiple layers of obstruction, causing it to lose

without hesitation when he saw Madam Sharon

Bang! Bang!

Madam Sharon had become a mutilated corpse that

run out of “substitutes”

Sharon, with only half her head left, slumped onto the ground. She

from his glabella, his face