Lord of the Mysteries

One by one, the bullets sliced through the air—either swirling with a golden luster or emitting resplendent beams—as they hit Steve’s head.

Thanks to a Clown’s control over his body and his persistence in practicing his marksmanship, Klein’s six bullets which were augmented with Cleave of Purification accurately hit the same spot, the same spot as the first two bullets!

They were like fists from a giant of light, repeatedly pounding at the left of Steve’s face!

With a series of bangs, Steve, who had been entangled by the strange arms and the dark-green vines, failed to phase away to avoid the attack. His head was whipped to the side repeatedly as his body trembled. His cheekbones quickly caved in, breaking out into sharp white bones!

Bang!

The last bullet completely tore through, splashing the Sequence 5 powerhouse’s dark red blood. This opening allowed the resplendent and golden flames to continuously drill in, burning into bursts of dark-green mist.

In the holy light, Steve’s clothes were ignited. His body was quickly charred as he dripped with grease.

However, he was still alive!

Compared to Nimblewright Master Rosago, the survivability of a Sequence 5 from the Mutant pathway was clearly much better!

However, the heavily injured Steve could no longer resist the strange tugging arms. His legs moved forward uncontrollably, almost flying towards that bronze door and into the deep crack that had opened. He was thrown into the darkness where pairs of eyes lurked.

At this moment, Sharron suddenly clenched her right hand, her forehead covered in sweat.

The illusory and subtle rays of light were abruptly severed, and the indescribably mysterious bronze door lost the source of its existence.

It swayed, and before Steve entered, it reluctantly pulled back its long arms which were either filled with teeth or blood and sealed the crack.

Creak!

The door closed, quickly becoming transparent before it disappeared!

Steve’s leaning body was rigid in place, blackened, and shriveled, like a mummified corpse that had been burned for a long time.

With her right fist tightly clenched and the Scarlet Lunar Corona on her, Sharron’s figure rapidly turned incorporeal. She took a step forward and overlapped with Steve.

Klein’s Spirit Vision instantly lost sight of her. However, the charred Steve raised his fists and abruptly smashed them against his already severely injured head.

Bam!

His head turned into a pulp like that of a rotten tomato, and milky white spots sprayed out before splattering to the ground.

A translucent figure was also expelled. It rapidly spread out, turning into something that looked like a giant jellyfish. Within it was an dreamlike liquid that was swishing and a pair of deathly pale eyes that were condensing!

Sharron was forced out by this strange object, and she reappeared beside it.

She suddenly stretched out her left hand, letting out a silent shriek.

The ground suddenly turned black, as if it had turned into a muddy deep sea. Twisted bloody vines grew out from it, splitting into many sections, with each section having four sharp teeth and an eye.

The blood-red vine wildly grew upwards, immediately locking onto the jellyfish-like phantom as it greedily sucked the dreamlike liquid within.

The phantom quickly collapsed, and the blood-red vine once again retreated back into the muddy deep sea.

But with this delay, the headless, charred Steve began running. He tore across the clearing and headed for the way out.

dead despite

had only run a few steps when a sudden

Pa!

black double-breasted frock coat with a matching half top hat, turned to him and

Boom!

beneath Steve’s feet was

and when it reached its highest point, it spilled down

charred hands, feet, guts, and blood splattered everywhere. One of his fingers

last traces of Steve’s existence,

his spirituality become more active, and the powers that still wasn’t completely his had

to this sensation, he passed the revolver to his left hand. He took off the silk half top hat from his head with his black-gloved right hand, and he pressed it to his

blue eyes looked

past Klein to the carnage

Tyre’s

his black hair

arms with great difficulty and pressed them against

Kacha!

eyes soon saw his spine which were underneath the

Pa!

pulling his head out of

let out a single scream or a

his head, letting the blood constantly drip down. The corpse which had lost its head was still standing straight, without

immediately leave Tyre’s body.

head and body, quickly condensing onto one of his

characteristic… The prerequisite to doing so requires her to possess the target, kill the person, and have complete control of the body… Enlightened, Klein bent down and picked up the shells that had fallen to the ground, stuffing them into the metal square box, one by

find the Artisan through the uniqueness of the shells and, hence, find the woman who

to the corresponding deities in the holy light and flames,

take a step forward when Sharron appeared beside the

woman flicked her wrist and

To save time, she’s helping me pick up my spoils? Klein was startled. He instinctively pulled out a piece of paper and covered

and cleanliness. It fluttered gently in the wind, and a

side effects it has… Klein lowered his head and examined his spoils of war. He used the black cap hanging on the side to reseal the Biological Poison Bottle

was the Beyonder characteristic left behind

off the influence they had on their surroundings. He watched Sharron’s figure disappear from the

on guard against

a Zombie was truly astonishing.

profound look. It was as though

up the square metal box that had been dug up by the zombies and shadows. Then, he found Azik’s copper whistle and the

awkwardly realized that he didn’t dare to pick

the Scarlet Lunar Corona were still radiating through the

For this, he had taken the time to visit

stop the influence of the Scarlet Lunar Corona?” Klein

already had an additional

placed the Scarlet Lunar

circle of rubies quickly dimmed, and the light from the full moon disappeared from the abandoned

the keyring with his fingertip, raising up Azik’s copper whistle and the Master Key. Then, he stored

and

her small black bonnet, and her figure