Lord of the Mysteries

10 o’clock at night, in the alley by the back door of the Bravehearts Bar.

Like the previous time, Klein, in his black double-breasted frock coat and matching half top hat, had merely circled the bar once before he walked to the nearest street as though he were on a stroll.

Just as he walked out of the alley, a carriage stopped in front of him. Behind the glass window was Maric’s pair of brown eyes which were still suppressing any signs of malicious intent.

Klein pressed the top of his half top hat and, holding the sturdy cane in his hand, calmly boarded the carriage as if he had hailed it himself.

He sat down and straightened his bow tie like a gentleman attending a banquet.

“That outfit isn’t suitable for battle.” Maric, who was wearing a white shirt, black vest, and tights, sized him up a few times and frowned.

It was obvious that he still had some doubts regarding Klein’s strength, but he had chosen to trust Sharron.

Klein smiled casually and said, “My Beyonder powers are different from yours. Our fighting styles are different too. This type of clothing will not affect me negatively in any way; it even suits me very well. For example, it has a lot of pockets, and they can be used to store different items in different places, so as to avoid taking the wrong things when in a hurry and losing my life through such a laughable mistake.”

As he spoke, he took out the remaining three sedatives from a sewn concealed pocket—they were the special sedatives concocted by the Apothecary!

Just as he finished his sentence, a figure quickly outlined itself on a window of the carriage.

A figure wearing a long black regal dress and a small soft hat.

It was none other than the Sequence 5 Beyonder of the Mutant pathway, Wraith Sharron.

“You explain too much.” Sharron looked at Klein and said in an ethereal tone, “Not natural enough.”

… I just wanted to get into the act… Klein laughed dryly and replied, “Probably it’s because I’m a bit nervous.”

Without waiting for Sharron to speak again, he handed the three sedatives to Maric.

“Find a chance to drink it yourself.

“I’m sure that you’re more experienced than I am. You won’t drink it too early or too late, much less drink too little or too much.”

Maric looked at the sealed and transparent glass test tube, gently shaking the liquid inside and said, “Two and a half. Any more and I will really be sedated. I wouldn’t do anything for a short period of time.”

“Very good,” Klein praised and turned to look at Sharron. “Have you guys decided on the ambush spot?”

Sharron nodded.

“We’re on the way there.”

She didn’t directly reveal the intended location to Klein.

Very prudent, very careful… Klein thought for a moment before asking, “Will you be hurt by purification?”

I’m in my spirit state,”

a Sequence 5 Wraith is still in their physical state, the purification effects wouldn’t be effective… Klein thoughtfully asked, “What

“What about demon-hunting?”

dealing with a Beyonder of the same pathway, Sharron

for exorcism, to both our bodies and spiritual bodies.

lips into a smile and

“I understand.”

after some

“No,” Maric replied hoarsely.

this spirituality cage, modified from a wall of spirituality, is indeed able to isolate the effects of the Sun Brooch. However, I’m so hot… Klein secretly sighed and confirmed, “Wraith Steve, Zombie Jason, and Werewolf Tyre, do they have any other mystical items or Beyonder weapons besides the

pinched his glabella,

he couldn’t help but be stirred by these emotions while suppressing his

influenced by the Scarlet Lunar Corona,

if they have mystical items, they would lack

are their Beyonder weapons. It’s

about

I have no more

wheels going over puddles of water from time to time, splattering fine

Maric had the zombie

looked out through the glass window and saw a dark, dilapidated building. Not far away,

year and is about to be rebuilt. Our planned ambush point will

survey, there is a Lever Cathedral about two kilometers northwest of here, one belonging to the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery…

tidied up his clothes in a leisurely manner, and, with

they came to an open space surrounded by

dark brown, with withered weeds lying everywhere. A wooden chest quietly

the explosives you asked for.” Maric

you afraid that a tramp

are sleeping underground here. If anyone enters, they will scare that person away.” Maric pointed to

nodded before asking, “Will my

deep slumber, and there’s also a thick

around, Sharron

your preparations. We’ll

thirty minutes. Please make use

you finish your preparations, hide in a warehouse. Don’t be in a hurry to make your

situation is,

that ‘eye’ to search for Steve and launch a sudden attack on him. I will also use my mystical item to

attentively, chuckled, and said,

simpler the plan, the more

forehead, shook his head, and said, “Steve isn’t a fool. If any problem arises in a complicated plan, it will

Sharron vanished and Maric quickly departed

covered in a thin film