Lord of the Mysteries

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!

had already torn out her right eyeball. It hung by a thin cord of flesh underneath her eye socket. She stared at Dunn Smith with hatred

away by a formless force and slammed heavily into the wall opposite. The wall cracked, and

both his hands were still tightly holding onto Saint Selena’s urn. He held onto it for dear life

suddenly, or how her skin began to secrete

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

holding onto a warm thin gold slice, and the other had already aimed his five fingers with the Blood Vessel

as flesh protruded from both sides of her shoulders. They were a mixture of blood vessels and green veins, round

heads, cracks rapidly spread and seemingly turned

noticed danger approaching, and she opened her mouth. The corner of her lips cracked all the way up

deal the Blaspheme Curse to every enemy that

that moment, Leonard clenched his left hand into a fist as his

face turned livid, and the vessels protruded like

left stuck in her throat as it came to

lost the ability to

and muttered an ancient Hermes word in a deep

“Light!”

want light, and there will

was covered in mysterious patterns become boiling hot as he saw it emit a

injected more than half his spirituality into it and threw the Flaring Sun Charm

transparent as darkness and gloominess vanished simultaneously. The black fine threads that entangled Megose shrank as though they were instinctively avoiding

obtained her freedom, she

Security Company, and the hole went all the way to the rooftop of the

the sunlight above Megose’s and immediately expanded in size. It went from a spherical light to a sphere with

Rumble!

shook vigorously, and the

spherical light concentrated its

was so glaring that Klein, Dunn, and Leonard couldn’t

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

baby in her stomach were nowhere to be seen. Just like the coffee table, water glass, newspaper, and

an evil god before it descended upon this world, taking “His”

of playing video games told him that the final boss couldn’t be taken care of so

instincts told him

thinking, Klein rolled to the

spot, seemingly out of nowhere. The monstrosity had an abnormal beauty, and it

Whoosh!

his chest was ripped apart, his skin

so deep that he could

because he sensed danger approaching beforehand and

Extreme pain filled his head

a figure rapidly flew out. If it wasn’t for the bump on its stomach, perhaps no one could