Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 399

In the Berg household in the City of Silver.

Looking at the bloodstained scalp, Derrick suddenly recalled what it previously looked like. It was a beautiful and alluring “mushroom,” one that he almost couldn’t control himself from swallowing.

The Doom fruits, that Darc had shared with him and produced crisp, crunchy sounds when they were bitten into, were actually bloody pieces of human fingers with slightly pale skin!

At that moment, Derrick had a violent spasm in his stomach before a gush of acid surged to his throat.

Resisting the urge to vomit, he quickly croaked a line of lyrics, “God, please have your kingdom descend upon this land. Your enemies will disperse, and your followers will relish in joy!”

There was a touch of warmth and holiness in the song, and Derrick felt all the discomfort in his body weaken. His spirituality also became full and lively.

His courage, his strength, and his agility were all greatly enhanced by this song.

That was the Beyonder powers of a Sequence 9 Bard.

Darc stared at his former classmate and teammate singing with an increasingly dark expression. The way he spoke became more and more inhuman.

“What is that thing on your body…

“What is that thing on your body?

“What is that thing on your body!”

All of a sudden, Darc’s clothes were stretched out in bugling strips, as though a nest of slithering venomous snakes was underneath them.

Whoosh! Bloody strips of flesh pierced through the black skintight clothing, and its surface had rough skin covered with hair.

Strands of meat began to flail outwards, causing Darc to look like a bloody, furry hedgehog!

With a swoosh, the meat strands surged towards Derrick, who was still standing at his original location.

Derrick was a patrol squad member who had seen quite a number of monsters, so he wasn’t too flustered by this situation.

He twisted his waist, raised his arm, and swung the Axe of Hurricane that he was already holding in his hand.

Oof!

The Axe of Hurricane hacked down at a few bloody strands of flesh, directly splitting them in half and causing them to fall to the ground.

Silver, this strike didn’t bring about any lightning. Even more bloody strips of flesh began

suddenly lit up in Derrick’s eyes. It was as if two small suns had descended into the room, and his other hand was holding something

the

let out an uncontrollable scream, and many bloody strips of flesh fell to the

as

owner, and gradually, they merged with the natural power

surged into the dim yellow candle flame, causing the light to

Fool’s

was all

of this constituted a

Kacha!

while flailing the bloody strips of meat. There was no

moment, Klein, who was above the

creaking sound, the illusory door that had many strange patterns on it

crack was a deep darkness in which countless transparent and indescribable

these shadows were seven pure lights of different

above it was an ancient

shadow leaped out from a dark corner, covering

viscous liquid

had already dodged to another location, and shouted

watch from the sidelines and record the corresponding anomalies. He would only take action to stop the two strange parties when

he saw the illusory door covered with strange symbols open up with a crack, he felt intimidated by the deep, mysterious, distant, and majestic scene inside. He instinctively believed that this was related to a terrifying evil god, so he could only take hasty actions, giving orders in an attempt to forcefully interrupt Derrick’s

as far from the shadow as possible; therefore, to stop the

obvious abnormality with Darc. Leaving his back to this being was an

advantage of this opportunity, Derrick took out the iron box from his concealed pocket and threw it towards the illusory door conjured by the candle flame, towards the

in strange

Mr. Hanged Man’s words, and he deliberately warped his facial muscles

he suddenly coughed violently and covered his mouth with his hand before

pitch-black shadow emanated

silence, but there were now

pitch-black, viscous liquid withdrew and reformed into

“chrysalis,” the silhouettes of Derrick and Darc

a tiny, strange worm with twelve transparent rings dropped from his hand. The latter had already turned into a lump of flesh, squirming and roaring as it

but to spare some of his strength and once again wrapped

scalp with short black hair, the observer couldn’t help but take a deep breath. Using

carefully examine Derrick’s

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