Lord of the Mysteries

The front door to Jason Patrick’s house suddenly burst open, and a group of Nighthawks in black tweed coats jogged inside.

They wore vigilant and alert expressions, as though they were facing an extremely terrifying enemy.

Tap! Tap! Tap! A person decked out in full silver armor walked in.

The armor exuded a feeling that made it seem like it was abnormally heavy. Various details about it adhered to an ancient style, and from its left shoulder, all the way diagonally to the abdomen area, it was stained with a splash of dark red blood that appeared impossible to remove. Coupled with the sputtering red spots in other places, it created a very queer and beautiful scene, as if it was a unique and magnificent decoration.

Soul Assurer Soest took out his pocket watch and gave it a look.

“Change.”

The silver armor stopped, lifting its visor to reveal the wearer. It was a handsome man with black hair and green eyes.

“Leonard, hot water has been prepared in the master bedroom’s bathroom on the second floor. Don’t delay any longer; otherwise, you’ll only be able to return to the embrace of the Goddess,” Soest exhorted him.

“Yes, Captain Soest.” Leonard Mitchell, with the help of the rest of the Nighthawks, removed his heavy blood-stained silver armor.

With red gloves on, he didn’t say anything, nor did he hesitate as he rushed to the second floor and found the bathtub still billowing with white steam.

Leonard quickly stripped off his clothes and lied down in the hot water without even exposing his nose.

His skin quickly turned red like a cooked lobster, and strange, scar-like silver lines gradually started to appear on the surface of his skin.

Those silver lines were like pure blade beams which constantly spread outwards and fused with the hot water.

In less than ten seconds, the steam disappeared and a thin layer of transparent ice formed on the surface of the hot water!

Only when all the silver lines dispersed did Leonard sit up, panting heavily.

He cocked his head slightly as if he was listening to something. Then, he said with a lowered voice, “Old Man, do you know the origins of 1-42?”

An elderly voice rang out in his mind.

“You are getting more and more impolite.

“I don’t know where that strange armor comes from.”

Without waiting for Leonard to ask further, he let out a chuckle.

“But I think I recognize the owner of the blood.”

is it?” Leonard asked

a low, deep voice, “An ancient god before

…

the Bridge,

the front and one in the back, sitting on chairs of different heights. Their hands were placed in front of their mouths and noses, with their fingers clasped

the unique prayer position of

gentle and calm, without any trace of

corner of his mouth as he silently drew

was over, and then walked over to

to himself while his expression was pale. “What have I done, what have I

off, as though recalling what he had

vampire in an utterly unconvincing manner before sitting down

like that. Although I feel my resistance is weakening…” Emlyn wore a livid expression and

continue with the topic that depressed the vampire as he casually asked, “Do you Sanguines worship the Primordial Moon, or a particular deity that represents the moon? Or

name is Lilith, and she is the ancestor of us Sanguine, an ancient deity. And when humans become Sanguine, they tend

the name of an ancient god from the Second Epoch. Instead, he was more concerned about the tidbit

Vampire Sequence that Mr. Azik

with a slightly complicated expression, “Yes, there are two types. One is transformed from a bestowment from a powerful Sanguine, and the other is transformed from consuming a corresponding potion. The latter is our most

Klein vaguely guessed

gritted his teeth and replied, “The main ingredient of their potion is

expected… Klein turned his head and sized up

feeling a

already a Beyonder; there’s no way you can switch

Beyonder ingredient… However, in a certain sense, every human Beyonder is also such an ingredient… Klein originally only wanted to inwardly make a casual joke, but soon he

Emblem of Life, and

they?” Klein didn’t attempt to hide his

mutated pituitary gland and blood. The asking price is 2,000 pounds for the former and 300 pounds for 100 milliliters of

“Can I

receiving his bail money back, he had a total of

abundant amount of savings. Perhaps some people might not be able to save that much money in their entire lifetime, but Klein found that it wasn’t

to the agreement, you would’ve paid me an extra 150 pounds for a total of 2,450 pounds,” Emlyn said

at Klein’s expression, he quickly added, “In this era, dragons are rare. Other than the long-lived Sanguine, it is very

hope Mr. Hanged Man will be able to sell the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic as soon as possible… After this, there’s still the characteristic of a Human-skinned Shadow and a Deep-sea Naga’s hair. It wouldn’t be any cheaper… There’s no way to confirm Little Sun’s side of things, with him needing to conduct himself properly. The amount he owes me is probably best repaid by using the

deep

being protected by official Beyonders. You don’t wish for that

money… Klein tilted his head slightly to

Emlyn White jumped up and

him and said, “Don’t worry about it. You’re now a priest of the

not…” Emlyn’s denial was