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

…

Bridge, Rose Street, Harvest

one in the back, sitting on chairs of different heights. Their hands were

position of the Church

expression was gentle and calm, without any trace of the arrogance and vexation which he

of his mouth as he silently drew a triangular Sacred Emblem on his

until the prayer was over, and then walked over to Emlyn White. He said with a

Emlyn snapped to his senses as he muttered to himself while his expression was pale.

as though recalling what

the vampire in an

to hear others say something like that. Although I feel my resistance is weakening…” Emlyn wore a livid expression and he said with a tone filled with despondence, “But I don’t want to betray the

asked, “Do you Sanguines worship the Primordial Moon, or a particular deity that represents the moon? Or perhaps, the two of them

represents the moon. of course, it is the god who represents the moon. Her name is Lilith, and she is the ancestor of us Sanguine, an ancient deity. And when

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

Sequence that Mr. Azik had mentioned? he

a powerful Sanguine, and the other is transformed from consuming a corresponding potion. The latter

guessed at

teeth and replied, “The main ingredient

and sized up Emlyn a few

Emlyn feeling a little nervous as he

Beyonder; there’s no

no—a living, no—talking 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 felt a strong sense of

Utravsky, who was carefully polishing the Sacred Emblem

they?” Klein didn’t

and blood. The asking price is 2,000 pounds for the former and 300 pounds

blurted out, “Can I get

receiving his bail money back, he had a total of 2,185 pounds in

a member of the middle class, this was already quite an abundant amount of savings. Perhaps some people might not be able to save that much money in their entire lifetime,

me, he would’ve wanted 2,800 pounds, and according to the agreement, you would’ve paid me an

than the long-lived Sanguine, it is very difficult to find similar

Deep-sea Naga’s hair. It wouldn’t be any cheaper… There’s no way to confirm Little Sun’s side

took a deep breath and said,

time. I recently provoked a fellow and am now being protected by official Beyonders. You don’t wish for that seller to be locked up in

still have to gather the rest of the money… Klein tilted his

jumped up and looked

worry about it. You’re now a priest of the Church of Mother

Emlyn’s denial was exceptionally