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.”

it?”

aged voice said in a low, deep voice,

…

of the Bridge,

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

the unique prayer position of the

without any trace of the arrogance

moved the corner of his mouth as he silently

over, and then walked over to Emlyn White. He

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

as though

Klein consoled the vampire in an utterly unconvincing manner before sitting down

others say something like that. Although I feel my resistance is weakening…” Emlyn wore a livid expression and he said with a tone filled

the Primordial Moon, or a particular deity that represents the moon? Or

obviously believe in the deity that 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 humans become Sanguine, they tend to worship the Primordial Moon. Under normal circumstances,

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

the Vampire Sequence that Mr.

from a bestowment from a powerful Sanguine, and the other is transformed from consuming a

Klein vaguely guessed at the

“The main ingredient of their potion is our

Klein turned his head and sized up Emlyn a few

feeling a little

Beyonder; there’s no way you can switch

no—talking Beyonder ingredient… However, in a certain sense, every human Beyonder is also such an ingredient… Klein originally

who was carefully polishing the Sacred Emblem of Life,

they?” Klein didn’t attempt to

price is

out, “Can I get a

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

Perhaps some people might not be able to save that much money in

according to the agreement, you would’ve paid me an extra 150 pounds for

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

be 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

deep breath and

will be delayed for some time. I recently provoked a fellow and am now being protected by official Beyonders. You don’t wish for that seller

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

Beyonders?” Emlyn White jumped up and looked

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

not…” Emlyn’s denial