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?” Leonard asked

voice said in a low, deep voice,

…

the Bridge, Rose Street, Harvest

Klein stepped into the quiet prayer hall, he saw Father Utravsky and Vampire Emlyn White, one in 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 together

the unique prayer position of the Church

without any

as he silently drew a triangular Sacred

random, waited until the prayer was over, and then walked over to Emlyn White. He said with a smile, “You

while his expression

off, as though recalling what he had

the vampire in an utterly unconvincing manner before sitting down next

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

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

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

human becoming a Sanguine?” Klein wasn’t surprised that Emlyn White was able to say the name of an ancient god from the

that

said 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.

Klein vaguely guessed at the

and replied, “The main ingredient of their potion is

his head and

left Emlyn feeling a little nervous

Beyonder; there’s no

this is my first time seeing a walking, no—a living, no—talking Beyonder ingredient… However, in a certain sense, every human Beyonder is also such an ingredient… Klein originally only wanted

Bishop Utravsky, who was carefully polishing the Sacred Emblem of Life, and said in a low

didn’t attempt

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

out, “Can

had a total of 2,185 pounds

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, but

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

the long-lived Sanguine, it is very difficult to find similar Beyonder ingredients elsewhere. Even if they

pounds… Having saved up so much money with such great difficulty, it will 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 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

a deep breath

and am now being protected by official Beyonders. You

of the money…

Beyonders?” Emlyn White jumped

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

not…” Emlyn’s denial