Lord of the Mysteries

The twelfth case!

That Devil serial murderer!

The moment he saw the corpse and heard the sound, Klein’s hair stood on end. He knew that he had encountered a bad situation.

Within his line of sight, the living room’s decorations were mostly brilliant yellow and bright. There was nothing unusual about the coffee table and sofa. Only the carpet was stained bright red with blood as it slowly soaked through.

On the side of the wound on the female corpse’s abdomen, which was completely empty, sat a large sized black dog. Its mouth was half open, revealing many sharp white teeth that sent shivers. On each tooth, there were dark red marks like iron rust. This seemed to be the result of its prolonged consumption of flesh without frequent brushing.

At this moment, the large black dog’s teeth were still wrapped around blood-red small intestines, as well as bits and pieces of raw meat.

Its head turned over, and its eyes which resembled magma reflected Klein, who was dressed as a worker, and his disguised face.

“Grunt!” The large black dog let out a roar which sounded like it was showing dominance.

It really is an animal! It’s a Sequence 6 Devil, a Devil which is about to advance! And none of the preparations that I made today were for it… These few thoughts instantly flashed through Klein’s mind.

Suddenly, the black dog’s body expanded rapidly, turning into a two-to three-meter tall monster. On its back, a pair of giant bat wings slowly spread open, and beside its ears, goat horns covered in mysterious patterns grew out.

Red and blue flames leaped from of its luxuriant fur as the strong smell of sulfur followed.

Almost at the same time, Klein stomped on the ground. Instead of retreating, he advanced, swinging his cane as he shot out at the gigantic Devil dog like a cannonball.

Schwing!

The black Devil dog quickly pounced forward. Its sharp claws created afterimages as it swiped at Klein’s body.

Without a sound, its claws had penetrated the figure, as if they were piercing through the air!

Klein’s figure became faint as it quickly turned transparent.

It was just an illusion!

It was an illusion created by Klein!

At this moment, he had already rolled on the ground and closed in towards the oriel window. Then, with his left hand pressing down, his entire body flew into the air, directly smashing through the glass.

After identifying the enemy, he made up his mind to escape!

Upon seeing this, the eyes of the huge Devil dog immediately lit up like magma, as if there was a raging fire inside.

It opened its mouth, which emitted a putrid smell, and said a word filled with foulness, a word that came from the Devil language, “Die!”

Oof!

if it

in midair instantly became thin and dim, turning into a

was covered with

Clang! Two sounds of indistinguishable order sounded. Klein’s figure appeared again, smashing through the oriel window and pouncing towards the stone paved street.

dog let out a low growl and pounced

blasting in the direction of its enemy’s escape

roll. The crimson-blue fireball smashed to his side,

Boom!

did the fireball expand and explode, shattering the surrounding stone

was about to pursue him,

of his

far and wide through the silent night, waking the residents of the entire street

thinking for a second, it retreated back into the room and began to clean up

disappeared under the shouts of “murder” and

had long since been extinguished, the remnant charcoal suddenly

of the flames. With a light

he used the Master Key to open the door, tear

a time like this, a scream without Beyonder powers is much more useful than simulating gunshots… Klein sighed as he took out a bottle of Amantha extract and dripped a few

had to be wary of its

continued on until he reached another cross-junction. Only then did he stop and look

to

the night when Klein finally heave a breath of relief. He knew that the Devil

it in the future… That really was a Devil transformed from an animal… Where did its potions and formulas come from? Does it have a human

it will be much more difficult for it to commit crimes again, and the probability of getting caught will also

thoughts and questions appeared in Klein’s mind as the carriage sped along the wide, deserted road which was lined with gas

a beat, and an image naturally appeared

interweaved to form a dense forest. However, the

No good!

lunged for the window, about to

shook, and he

time, those

as he attempted to use Flame Controlling to ignite the carriage,

become abnormally quiet. Even the sounds of the horses’ hooves trampling and the rapid

his best to calm himself down as he looked out the window and saw that the carriage had been driven into the air, following

this isn’t Backlund… He narrowed

carriage stopped. Outside the window, the pea vines had

drooped down,

“What were you doing?”

woman inside the museum… She’s suspected to be a High-Sequence Beyonder… She doesn’t seem to recognize me. After all, I had disguised myself with Azik’s copper whistle… She must have heard the cry for help and came over to check…