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.

wasn’t dead despite already losing

steps when a sudden crisp

Pa!

double-breasted frock coat with a matching half top hat, turned

Boom!

beneath Steve’s feet was violently

upward, and when it reached its highest point, it spilled down like

was torn to pieces from such fireworks. His charred hands, feet, guts, and blood splattered everywhere. One of his fingers rolled to Klein’s feet, and the

the last traces of Steve’s existence, squirmed a

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

hat from his

eyes

to the

disappeared, and Tyre’s eyes reflected her

stiffly, his black

difficulty and

Kacha!

his spine which were underneath the cover

Pa!

pulled again, pulling

let out

The corpse which had

Tyre’s body. She appeared to be

from Tyre’s head and body, quickly condensing onto one

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,

the Artisan through the uniqueness of the shells and, hence, find the woman who had purchased the Briber and Barbarian formulas from him. Then, they would lock

sacrificed to the corresponding deities in the holy light and flames,

step forward when Sharron appeared beside the Biological Poison Bottle

her wrist and threw him

me pick up my spoils? Klein was startled. He instinctively pulled out a piece of paper and covered the two items. He didn’t come into direct contact

tidiness and cleanliness. It fluttered gently in the wind, and a few strands of her light blonde hair were

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 so that it wouldn’t continue to

it was the Beyonder

Klein placed the two items into a small metal box he prepared, and he used Holy Night Powder to create a wall of spirituality, blocking off the influence they

was still on guard against

that the healing powers of a Zombie was truly astonishing. The bone-deep wounds from a moment ago had now

him a profound look. It was as though he had remembered something

steps away, picking up the square metal box that had been dug up by the zombies and shadows. Then, he

at it and awkwardly realized that

effects of the Scarlet Lunar Corona were

last trap he had set up, one that would never be used unless all other means were exhausted. For this, he had taken the time to visit a hospital’s morgue and test out what the corpses would do after they had gotten their hands on Azik’s

Can you stop the influence of the Scarlet Lunar Corona?” Klein turned to look at Sharron who had

an additional translucent

Scarlet Lunar Corona to her chest with her other

light from the

lean over and grab the keyring with his fingertip, raising up Azik’s copper whistle and the Master Key. Then, he stored them in the square iron box with concave bullet

circled around and

pulled up her small black bonnet, and her figure disappeared before reappearing in front