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!

eyeball. It hung by a thin cord of flesh underneath her eye socket. She stared at Dunn Smith with hatred as she

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

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

No matter how much blight-tainted flames rose up suddenly, or how her skin began to secrete a liquid that smelt like brimstone, neither of those defenses dealt any damage to the threads holding onto

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

dashed out through the partition simultaneously. One of them was holding onto a warm thin gold slice, and

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

the two heads, cracks rapidly spread and seemingly turned

corner of her lips

to every enemy that

into a

face turned livid, and the vessels protruded like bunch of tiny

was left stuck in her

to have lost the ability to speak and the ability to

the opportunity and muttered an ancient Hermes word in a

“Light!”

and there will

thin gold slice that was covered in mysterious patterns become boiling hot as

injected more than half his spirituality into it and

as darkness and gloominess vanished simultaneously. The black fine threads that entangled

freedom, she already saw

ruptured in the ceiling of the Blackthorn Security Company, and the hole went all the way to the rooftop of the third floor. The bright blue sky

with the sunlight above Megose’s and immediately expanded in size. It

Rumble!

vigorously, and the glass windows on

power of the spherical light concentrated its might at

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

saw that the light had dispersed, but the flames were still soaring.

her stomach were nowhere to be seen. Just like the coffee table,

evil god before it descended upon this world, taking “His” mother out at the same time? Klein still couldn’t

experience of playing video games told him that the final

Clown instincts told him that there was

thinking, Klein rolled to the left

The monstrosity had an abnormal beauty, and it floated in mid-air.

Whoosh!

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

he could almost see

beforehand and dodged

Extreme pain filled his head and scattered his

If it wasn’t for the bump on its

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