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

in a low, deep voice, “An ancient god before

…

of the Bridge, Rose Street, Harvest

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

the unique prayer position of the Church of Mother

and calm, without any trace of

moved the corner of his mouth as he silently drew a triangular Sacred Emblem

was over, and then walked over to Emlyn White. He said with

to his senses as he muttered to himself while his expression was pale. “What have I done, what

voice trailed off, as though recalling what

vampire in

don’t want to hear others say something like that. Although I feel my resistance is weakening…” Emlyn wore a livid expression and he said

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

of course, it is the god who represents the moon. Her name is Lilith, and she is the ancestor of

an ancient god from

Vampire Sequence that Mr.

types. One is transformed from a bestowment from a powerful

Klein vaguely guessed at the

teeth and replied, “The main ingredient of their

Klein turned his head and sized up Emlyn

gaze left Emlyn feeling a little nervous as

Beyonder; there’s no way you can switch

no—a living, no—talking Beyonder ingredient… However, in a certain sense, every human Beyonder is

this moment, Emlyn looked at the Bishop Utravsky, who was carefully polishing the Sacred Emblem of Life, and said in a low

Klein didn’t attempt

asking price is 2,000 pounds for the former and

blurted out, “Can

back, he had a total of

some people might not be able to

agreement, you would’ve paid me

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

emptied out at once. Yet, I still don’t have enough… I 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

deep breath and said,

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

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

Emlyn White jumped up and

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

Emlyn’s denial was exceptionally