Lord of the Mysteries

As soon as Klein’s fingers touched the black eye, he heard illusory sounds as a throbbing pain seared through his head.

But, at the same time, something strange appeared in his vision.

These were countless illusory black threads that spread out from Miss Bodyguard and his own body. They emanated from their bodies, out into the void towards some boundless distance.

This was a scene that would horrify people with trypophobia.

Klein suddenly gritted his teeth, unable to endure the corruptive feeling any longer as he placed the black eye into the iron cigarette case.

Everything restored to normal, and the negative side effects he suffered subsided.

Only then did Klein have the energy to make guesses.

Is that the essence of a Nimblewright Master’s Beyonder powers?

It allows one to see and control certain threads connecting every person’s body and spirit?

What a pity that it’s contaminated. The side effects are too great, and it cannot be used as a mystical item…

For now, disregarding an attempt to purify it above the gray fog, this will be considered the second time that I’m provoking the True Creator, so it is very likely that “He” would prepare “Himself” and seek me out… If that happened, I probably wouldn’t have a chance of reviving again… I should learn and master the relevant knowledge before making a decision…

Phew. He exhaled, and after Miss Bodyguard chose the crude paper figurines and the corresponding materials, he bent down again to pick up the 13 pounds 5 soli and 8 pence.

Then, looking at Rosago’s headless body and the blood all over the floor, he said, with a slight headache, “Let’s clean up the scene.”

The pale blonde Miss Bodyguard floated to the side and calmly said, “Let me do it.”

You? Klein stopped, puzzled and shocked, before turning his head.

Miss Bodyguard floated to Rosago’s side, crouched down, and went to lie down over the body.

She slowly sank in and fused with the corpse!

The fingers of Rosago’s body twitched twice, and the blood, brain matter, and fragments around it flowed backward, forming a new head at the neck.

the head was covered with countless cracks, just

glass that had been shattered but didn’t crumble immediately. There was still blood and brain matter flowing inside it, as well as the

help but take a step back, feeling that this was definitely one of the

picked up the police cap, and half covered its face. The murder scene had been cleaned, leaving

professionalism! Klein marveled in his

to the door. He

the carriage driver and

stop,

he had overlooked as he quickly added, “On the way back, go to the Rice police station, Sergeant Faxine’s home, or search around Minsk Street for the

were obviously limited to himself, so where were his previous clothes? He couldn’t have been wearing a police uniform all night! If MI9 and the police found Rosago’s clothes nearby and realized that I’m not hurt, things would be a little tricky… Miss Bodyguard is an expert that’s not considered a legal Beyonder. For a normal detective to pay 1000 pounds to hire a bodyguard is enough to arouse suspicion…Klein kept thinking, trying to seal all the loopholes

was about to use his divination ability to help Miss Bodyguard find Rosago’s old clothes and return the missing uniform, Rosago’s corpse paused

Bodyguard’s state is between the physical body and the spirit body, and the principle behind divination is to travel the spirit world with an Astral Projection… Thus, she can rely on her instincts to

would be able to divine it. Even if they did, they would feel the danger ahead of time and wouldn’t dare to proceed with the divination…While thinking over the matter,

no more than a minute, nor had it been fierce enough to destroy anything, but the ferocity and danger of

and the Language of Foulness, he had almost fallen under Rosago’s control and killed without being able to put

wasn’t contaminated by an evil god, if it was matched

the best way that has been verified by the lives of countless predecessors… If I can get rid of the corruption of the True Creator in the future, then I can also use

his hand to pinch his forehead. He turned to think about

charms in the battle? To come at such a critical juncture, it’s likely he had the intention of diverting attention… Heh, MI9 probably didn’t expect him to seek revenge so boldly under such circumstances. They didn’t send

is

defending Bakerland would be at its weakest. If

to do, Klein fished out a coin and, with

…

Ding!

tumbled in the air and fell down into the palm of Klein’s

meant a

was a success? Klein was overjoyed, his tensed up nerves immediately

he believed that the result was

Klein took

the sofa and looked out of the window at the faint crimson moon amid his fatigue and

…

Republic’s embassy, two military officials were squatting beside Bakerland’s body, examining

gone out, chasing in a bid to capture the assassin. However, everyone knew that it was already too late. There

blow, one much stronger than all the Sequence 5 Beyonder attacks I’ve ever seen…” one of the military officials said in a