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.

cast away by a formless force and slammed heavily

mouthful of fresh blood onto the ground, but both his hands were still tightly holding onto Saint Selena’s

how much blight-tainted flames rose up suddenly, or how her skin began to secrete a liquid that smelt like brimstone, neither of those

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

and the other had already aimed his

shoulders. They were a mixture of blood vessels and green veins,

spread and seemingly turned into

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

to deal the Blaspheme Curse to every enemy that attempted to

Leonard clenched his left hand into a fist as his wrist made a

face turned livid, and the vessels protruded

stuck in her throat as it came

lost the ability to speak and

seized the opportunity and muttered an ancient Hermes word in a deep

“Light!”

and there will

slice that was covered in mysterious patterns become boiling hot as he saw

spirituality into it

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

before Megose obtained her freedom, she

the Blackthorn Security Company, and the hole went all the way to the rooftop of the third floor.

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

Rumble!

and the glass windows on the

the power of the spherical light concentrated its

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

through squinted eyes. He saw that the light had dispersed, but the flames were still soaring. Among them,

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

video games told him that the final boss couldn’t

goosebumps all over. His Clown instincts told him that there was extreme

thinking, Klein rolled to the

blade cleaved the spot, seemingly out of nowhere. The monstrosity had an abnormal beauty, and it floated in mid-air. It

Whoosh!

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

so deep that he could almost see one of

approaching beforehand and dodged in

even so, Klein slowed down. Extreme pain filled

flew out. If it wasn’t for the bump on

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