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!

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 as she roared, “You

was cast away by a formless force and slammed heavily into the wall opposite. The wall cracked, and bricks were thrown

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

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 smelt like brimstone,

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

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

who no longer looked human, struggled as flesh protruded from both sides of her shoulders. They were a mixture of blood vessels and green veins,

spread and seemingly

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

the Blaspheme Curse to every enemy that attempted to

left hand into a fist as his wrist

and the vessels protruded like bunch of

Curse was left stuck in her throat as it came

lost the ability to speak

seized the opportunity and muttered an ancient Hermes word in

“Light!”

want light, and there

gold slice that was covered in mysterious patterns become boiling hot as he saw it emit a blinding

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

and gloominess vanished simultaneously. The black

obtained her freedom,

Security Company, and the hole went all the way to the rooftop of the third floor. The bright blue sky and glaring sunlight shined through

in size. It

Rumble!

entire building shook vigorously, and the

light concentrated its might at its

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

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

stomach were nowhere to be seen. Just like

it descended upon

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

he felt goosebumps all over. His Clown instincts told him

thinking, Klein rolled

extremely sharp white bone blade cleaved the spot, seemingly out of nowhere. The monstrosity had an abnormal beauty, and

Whoosh!

was ripped apart, his skin ruptured, and his flesh, along

so deep that he could almost see

sensed danger approaching beforehand and dodged in time, that slash would’ve sliced him in

pain filled his head and scattered his

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