Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 401

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 backward

Colin Iliad. He was draped with a brown coat and a leather belt with

of your condition, you have to stay in

show the slightest hint of

long time. When it’s over, I can

had walked to the door and went past

and followed her

there, they heard heart-wrenching cries and

asked

“Yes, this is a destiny that we

in a large hall in the middle

down to the ground by seemingly corporeal holy lusters. They were unable to move, as though they

a sword with complicated patterns as they walked up to a young man

man’s body had already turned into a meat slush, but his head was still intact. Only a long, thin, blood-red tendril grew

couple approaching, he shouted in horror, “Dad, Mom,

to eat

lot

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

his wailing.

sword with complicated

“From today

turned into a

back of her hand, pushing

Oof!

though she

the City of Silver was under. They had to kill their own blood relatives

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 bring it back to the spire to wait for his parents. Otherwise,

members were currently receiving the same treatment that they had been subjected to, a process that remained unchanging for more than two thousand years. Although no one knew

of the upper echelons for each generation, there were quite a few people who were related to

of this, the Beyonder in charge of setting up a patrol team would first have to consider the matter of blood ties in

exploratory teams weren’t that strict because their missions were always to invade deep into the darkness and stay far away from

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

three elders in the spire. However, the one who took action was Chief Colin Iliad in the end.

because Uddel was the elder

the bottom level of the spire. Accompanied by a few Dawn

both of them stopped outside a cell. The

into a room with a single bed, a table,

the metal door closed, she turned around and looked at Demon Hunter Colin with her pale gray

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 pull open

and

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

be separated from the rest of the team. I waited there for

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

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