Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 208

Beep! Beep! Beep! The telegram set up in the Captain’s office suddenly came to life, seemingly having received a new telegram.

But Klein and Leonard couldn’t be distracted. They were counting the movements of the second hand on the clock as their red eyes welled up with tears.

“10.”

“9.”

“8.”

…

Just then, Dunn Smith carried the silver, bone-like square box into the reception hall with a solemn expression.

Megose, who was pulling out clump after clump of blond hair, tore a wound that was deep enough to show her bones. It was as though she was triggered by something. She suddenly stood and pointed at Dunn Smith in his black windbreaker. She shrieked, “You want to kill my child!

“You want to kill my child!”

Boom! The shrill and terrifying voice reverberated. Klein felt like he was being struck in the head with a sledgehammer. He suddenly forgot to count as he had a headache and felt dizzy.

His vision went red, and there seemed to be liquid flowing from the tip of his nose.

He subconsciously looked sideways, and he saw the corner of Leonard Mitchell’s eyes. The tip of his nose and the corners of his lips were covered in fresh blood. His face was extremely pale, and his body was wavering as though he was about to fall.

I’m probably in the same state… Klein reined back his thoughts and continued to count in silence as he skipped two numbers.

“5.”

“4.”

…

Struck by the terrifyingly sharp voice, Dunn Smith’s deep gray eyes were filled with red veins. Every single strand was crystal clear.

The blood vessels in his face protruded out as well; every one of them like a poisonous snake. There was also a gurgle as red liquid flowed out of his ears as well.

Despite that, he did feel dizzy. Other than his right hand pausing, his strong willpower drove him to press down on Saint Selena’s urn and open the lid.

Inside the box, there was deep darkness. In the darkness, there was fine resplendent sand. The scene was magically beautiful, just like a starry night being stored in a box.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and the darkness engulfed the entire reception hall. In the air, there were countless black, cold, and smooth threads were floating.

They surged towards Megose and entangled her almost instantly.

It wasn’t like a spider web, but more like the tentacles of some unknown creature!

a thin cord of flesh underneath her eye socket. She

was cast away by a formless force and slammed heavily into the wall

onto Saint Selena’s urn. He held onto it for

countless black, cold, and smooth threads tightened and bound Megose firmly to the spot. No matter how much blight-tainted flames rose up suddenly, or how her skin began to secrete a liquid that

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

and

longer looked human, struggled as flesh protruded from both sides of her shoulders. They were a mixture of blood vessels

rapidly spread and seemingly turned into

mouth. The corner of her lips cracked all

Blaspheme Curse to every enemy that

his left hand into a fist as his

the vessels protruded like

Curse was left stuck in her

to have lost the ability to speak and the ability

an ancient Hermes word in a

“Light!”

want light, and there

was covered in mysterious patterns become boiling hot as he saw

on the heels of that, Klein injected more than half his spirituality into it and threw the Flaring Sun Charm

instantly turned transparent as darkness and gloominess vanished simultaneously. The black fine

Megose obtained her freedom, she already

the hole went all the way to the rooftop of the third floor.

immediately expanded in size. It went from a spherical light to a sphere with countless flames

Rumble!

vigorously, and the glass windows on

power of the spherical light concentrated its might at its

enveloped Megose, and the light was so glaring that Klein, Dunn, and

held back his tears and looked through squinted eyes. He saw that the light had dispersed, but the flames were still

were nowhere to be seen. Just like the coffee table, water glass, newspaper, and sofa

it descended upon this world, taking “His” mother out at the

told him that the final boss couldn’t

over. His Clown instincts told him that there was extreme danger

rolled

cleaved the spot, seemingly out of nowhere. The monstrosity had

Whoosh!

ripped apart, his

was so deep that he could

beforehand and dodged in time, that slash would’ve

Extreme pain filled his head and scattered his

blade, a figure rapidly flew out. If it wasn’t for the bump

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