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!

torn out her right eyeball. It hung by a thin cord of flesh underneath her eye socket. She

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

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

flames rose up suddenly, or how her skin began to secrete

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

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

of her shoulders. They were a mixture of blood vessels

spread and seemingly

approaching, and she opened her mouth. The corner of her lips cracked

going to deal the Blaspheme Curse to every enemy that attempted to harm

into a fist as his wrist

vessels protruded like bunch of tiny

left stuck in her throat as it came to

to speak and the

the opportunity and muttered an

“Light!”

and there

hot as he saw it emit a blinding light, as though

his spirituality into

simultaneously. The black fine threads that entangled Megose shrank as though they were instinctively avoiding

obtained her freedom, she already saw

Company, and the hole went all the way

and immediately expanded in size. It went

Rumble!

and the glass windows

power of the spherical light concentrated its might at its

the light was so glaring that Klein, Dunn, and Leonard

his tears and looked through squinted eyes. He saw that the light had dispersed, but the flames were still soaring. Among them, there were many black ashes

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

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

the final boss couldn’t be taken

instincts told him that there was extreme

rolled

the spot, seemingly out of nowhere. The monstrosity

Whoosh!

side of his chest was ripped apart, his skin ruptured, and

so deep that he

approaching beforehand and

down. Extreme pain filled his head and scattered

flew out. If it wasn’t for the bump on its stomach, perhaps

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