Lord of the Mysteries

Backlund, in a basement that resembled a temple.

Mr. A, dressed in a hooded black robe, motionlessly quietly knelt in front of a figurine of The Hanged Giant for an extended period of time.

Suddenly, he pricked up his ears as if he was listening to something.

After a short pause, Mr. A’s hands jerked up, and he snapped his right index finger with his left palm.

He stuffed the bloody finger into his mouth and munched on it like he was eating snacks, making crunching sounds.

Gulp!

Mr. A’s throat wiggled, and he swallowed his gnawed fingers into his stomach.

His body suddenly trembled, as if he was being grabbed and shaken by an invisible figure.

In this state, Mr. A stretched out his right hand and used the blood from his wound to write words on the ground.

Those words were written in neither Jotun or Dragonese, which could stir the powers of nature, nor was it in Hermes which was used for sacrificial rituals. Instead, they were written in the most ordinary and commonplace language, Loen.

The scarlet color quickly gathered together and the words pieced together into a few sentences.

“Found:

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era.

“The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

“The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.

“Adorers and devotees in Backlund.”

After the end of the “divine epiphany,” Mr. A stopped trembling, and a new finger grew out of his squirming wound.

He lowered his head and carefully read the words he had just written, the corners of his mouth curled up in the shadows.

“By your divine revelation!” Mr. A humbly prostrated as though he had found the meaning of his existence once again.

…

City of Silver, at the top of the spire.

Lovia walked to the window and looked down at the candlelight in the darkness, her expression softening.

After an unknown period of time, she heard a knock at the door.

“Your Excellency?” Lovia turned around with alacrity and greeted the visitor with a smile.

opened

outside was none other than Demon Hunter Colin Iliad. He was draped with a brown coat and a leather belt with secret

captain, regardless of your condition, you have to stay in

show the slightest hint of

preparations to stay in the dungeon for a long time. When it’s over, I can

walked to the door and went past Demon Hunter Colin

and followed

heard heart-wrenching cries

it starting again?” Lovia asked with a slightly confused

in a low voice, “Yes, this is a destiny

a large hall in the middle levels of

pressed down to the ground by seemingly corporeal holy lusters. They were unable to move, as though they were carrying a huge mountain on

their forties with dark skin held a sword with complicated patterns as they walked up to a young man in his early

had already turned into a meat slush, but his head was still intact. Only

the couple approaching, he shouted in

to eat

caught a lot of iron scorpions for

longer and turned their heads to the side, but they raised the sword in

the young man stopped his wailing. He twitched first, then

raised a sword with complicated patterns on it. Tears were streaming down her face as she stabbed her

“From today

into a blur, and the sword in her hand stopped in

back of

Oof!

stunned, as though she couldn’t hear

curse that everyone in the City of Silver was under. They had to kill their own blood relatives to prevent them from turning into terrifying and strange evil spirits after

mutated into a monster and was corrupted by an unknown existence, having no value in interrogating, the “shadow” observer didn’t dare to kill him on the spot. Instead, he tried his best to restrain the monster and

treatment that they had been subjected to, a process that remained unchanging for more than two thousand years. Although no one knew if they would mutate after dying in this state, no one dared

City of Silver didn’t have a large population, and all of them lived in the same area. Under the arrangements of the upper echelons for each generation, there were quite a few people who were related to each other by blood. Even if they were limited by three generations, they would still

would first have to consider the matter of blood ties in order to prevent any unexpected situations from

deep into the darkness and stay far away from the City of Silver. Even if they died

strict surveillance, and as soon as he became seriously ill or visibly aged, he would be exiled into the depths of darkness, away from the City of

there were actually three elders in the spire. However,

Uddel was the elder brother of

entered the bottom level of the spire.

outside a cell. The

with a single bed, a table, and a single candle at a moderate

the metal door closed, she turned around and looked at

City of Silver leave this place and die in the depths of the darkness, they won’t immediately turn into evil spirits. A few days have to pass. Therefore, the other members of the exploratory team have plenty of time to

and expressed

her eyes, revealing a sad smile, “In an exploration two months ago, a team member died in

team. I waited there for five days, but he didn’t turn into

Colin looked at her in silence, not saying anything until the metal door closed with a clang, and the seal