Lord of the Mysteries

In the clock tower of East Balam Dock, Klein hid in the darkness while donning a clown mask as he quietly stared at the dormitory of the Dock Union. An airship floated above.

He couldn’t see the details of the battle, and he had no way of knowing the developments of the operation in the red-brick building. All he could do was endure and determine the situation by observing the changes in the surroundings and the occasional black dot that passed by.

Just then, he saw all the gas lamps in the area extinguish.

All of them had been extinguished!

It was pitch black there!

Right on the heels of that, a feeling that left an extremely deep impression on him exploded from the small red-brick building. Even from a long distance away, Klein couldn’t help but tremble all over; his legs went soft, and he bent his waist.

It was the feeling of being looked down upon, a feeling that repressed one’s spirit.

It was a feeling that was impossible to resist or face!

No, don’t look directly at God… In his adrift thoughts, Klein seemed to recall the time when he was in the hall of the Blackthorn Security Company. It was like when he was about to activate his Spirit Vision to probe the mental state of Megose and the baby in her womb.

That feeling was exactly the same as it was now!

No, it’s even more extreme and terrifying right now!

How could this be? Wasn’t Lanevus just bestowed with a little bit of the True Creator’s godhood? At most, he would be given one or two other corresponding items! Why does it feel like an evil god is about to descend?

Before Klein could shake off the trembling of his body and the numbing of his thoughts, he suddenly felt a deep, serene, and profound darkness engulfing the feeling that couldn’t be looked at, probed, or resisted.

The two sensations were obliterated at the same time, causing the gas lamps in the surrounding area to light up once again. The airship which couldn’t stop itself from plummeting floated back up again.

Everything seemed to return to its original state, without the slightest change.

But Klein didn’t believe that everything was over. He stood up with all his might, knowing that something important had happened in the red-brick building.

The feeling that exceeds a Beyonder, at a fundamental level, is no longer there, nor is there the feeling of the descent of an evil god. This means that the True Creator or Lanevus’s plot has failed… However, the Nighthawks must’ve suffered some sort of serious blow as well. They might not even have much strength left… At that moment, Klein’s heart stirred. He quickly took out the spirit pendulum inside his left sleeve, holding it with one hand as he said in a low voice, “Lanevus is no longer dangerous at the moment.”

After quickly repeating it seven times, he opened his eyes and saw that the topaz pendant was rotating counterclockwise. However, its frequency wasn’t fast, and its amplitude wasn’t large.

This showed that Lanevus was still a dangerous man but to a lesser degree.

What caught Klein’s attention was something else.

The divination hadn’t failed again!

This meant that Lanevus had been separated from the godhood bestowed upon him by the True Creator!

A cold wind blew, seeping deep into Klein’s bones, causing him to shiver. He felt as if an electric current had instantly drilled into his brain from the soles of his feet.

He suddenly had this thought and no longer hesitated. He took four

down and conjured a piece of yellowish-brown goatskin parchment and wrote a divination

“Lanevus’s escape route.”

chanted the statement, and entered a

he saw the slush-filled sewers with their

cramped and

It’s the sewers!

body with spirituality, and descended into the gray

he took a few steps back and

spots, and the decorations on the surface of the building, he jumped down level by level, his body was so balanced it was if though he was

time, his feet stepped on the

…

small red-brick building, two Nighthawks wearing red gloves had collapsed by the door unconscious. The ancient silver-plated mirror had rolled to

feel that it

Cesimir was kneeling at an intersection, a stream of tear-like blood streaked down

golden-brown hair hung limply, and his standing collars on his windbreaker and shirt were in tatters, revealing his relatively

distorted, semi-illusory, and translucent face

his left red-gloved hand on the ground, with difficulty, he straightened his neck and

of him was the staircase to the second floor, above which

stood very straight, with the pure white,

of the hanging man’s figure, leaving behind a

one could even see his back through the hole

suddenly laughing loudly. He said with a

really need

Look at my sincere eyes. I

you hadn’t discovered me and arrived in time, I would truly become the vessel of the True

to believe that the person who had his crutch destroyed thanks to his hard work would

moment, he wished to stand, but he couldn’t. He was also powerless to

saw his confusion, he coughed and said with a smile, “Do you know? To people like me, it’s the most miserable thing when there’s no one to share a great accomplishment that I’m proud

Creator who not only initiated the

‘He’ didn’t even get the members of the Aurora Order to protect her to divert attention. It was as though ‘He’ knew from the beginning that the ploy would end in

with the ‘sapling’ in my body after I reached Backlund. Haha, can you

with a solution, I was found by the members of the Aurora Order through the godhood. Thankfully,

out a mouthful of foul blood, seemingly recovering some of

suddenly turned soft

to the staircase’s handrail and

need large amounts of pessimism, despair, numbness, resentment and primitive evil. Only Backlund—only East Borough, the factory and dock area,

the police simply through the people I interacted with because the people I come in contact could very well be members

police to notice me, but I was warned by someone from the Aurora Order. After being tortured, I

the creatures living in there, turning them into terrifying mutated monsters. Unfortunately, before you could fully investigate the reason behind it, it was discovered by the Aurora Order. Apparently, a member of theirs died

controlled even more strictly, but I still found an opportunity. I killed a prostitute and used the cruelest method to attract the attention of the police, but who would’ve thought that the people of the Aurora Order would disguise the