Lord of the Mysteries

The Desire Apostle, who had once worn Patrick Jason’s skin, stopped in his tracks and looked around in bewilderment.

Only now did he vaguely realize that danger was approaching.

He was at the edge of a garden where the grass had withered due to winter and was revealing dark brown soil.

On the right side of the street, there weren’t many pedestrians on the weekday afternoon. At this moment, there were only a few people passing by, but they didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, a silver glint appeared in the eyes of the Desire Apostle, and a person decked out in full body armor emerged from the other side of the garden.

The armor was stained with congealed blood, diagonally from its left shoulder all the way down. It exuded a bewitching beauty and appeared to be extremely heavy. Every step it took slightly shook the ground.

Upon seeing this blood-stained silver armor, the Desire Apostle felt as if he couldn’t breathe properly, as if he had met his most terrifying nemesis.

How are they here so quickly? They saw through my ruse so quickly? The Desire Apostle regained his calm and coldbloodedness, fully focused on sensing the emotions and desires of the Beyonder inside the blood-stained silver armor.

However, to his despair, the silver armor completely blocked his Beyonder powers.

It was as if he had touched a rock, a piece of cold armor which had no one in it!

The Desire Apostle had no choice but to raise his right hand, spreading out his giant bat wings and bringing with it some blue flames that rapidly condensed.

At that moment, a silver light flashed from his right palm, and his thumb fell to the ground. The wound was extremely clean.

Amidst swooshing sounds and a flash of silver light, the remaining nine fingers of the Desire Apostle were severed. The suitcase he was carrying also fell to the ground with a thud.

The Desire Apostle’s pupils immediately contracted to a needle point, and he flapped the pair of huge bat wings on his back to escape in another direction.

The shadow under his feet shrank back without anyone realizing it, hiding in one spot.

The Desire Apostle had only taken two steps when countless silver lights burst out from his body like blooming fireworks.

The thick black liquid that covered his body splashed to the ground like raindrops. His forearm, arm, shoulders, ribs, neck, and other parts of his body broke off and smoothly slid downwards.

Splat. Splat. Splat. The pale, blood-stained intestines of the Desire Apostle splashed to the ground, along with his squirming stomach and his beating heart which had yet to cease.

The place where he stood was where the blood was the thickest. The further he went, the more splatted it looked, which when put together, they formed a beautiful flower of death.

A Sequence 5 expert, a Desire Apostle who had just completed an impossible assassination, was dismembered without any resistance.

This was a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact.

the Sealed Artifact that had caused over a hundred thousand people to lose their

that terrifying-looking armor, Leonard Mitchell struggled to take two steps forward, sized up

completely dead

a moment and then added, “Different Devils have different characteristics. This Desire Apostle is a shadow-shifter. He’s just abandoned his own

instructed a number of Nighthawks and members of the Machinery Hivemind to “keep ordinary people at bay,” he surveyed the

out his pocket watch and opened it. He asked with a serious expression, “There’s only ten minutes left, is it

onto him. I can sense its excitement,” Leonard said

and follow Leonard closely. Once there are any problem, switch with him

members and I will quickly

blood-stained silver armor began running

few Red Gloves left before turning

Machinery Hivemind members to that house. Watch the duke’s guards and

subconsciously returned

Apostle be able to determine that the duke would be coming to this house today, to the point of precisely

Ikanser was instantly enlightened.

you saying that a member of the Duke’s guards or someone trusted by him

way that his timing could be

so-called “operation” wouldn’t have any chance of success

this is the most probable cause. We cannot eliminate the assumption that the Desire Apostle has a powerful clairvoyant.” Soest didn’t continue as he led a second batch of Nighthawks and followed the

calm face, he led the rest of the Machinery Hivemind back to the house of the

the pale sun behind the thin fog and knew that the situation in the whole of Backlund, and even the whole of the Loen Kingdom, or even the world would change because

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sewers, a shadow was advancing rapidly in a particular direction while

blood-stained armor was tall and heavy, making it inconvenient for him to

time the shadow moved a certain distance forward,

pitch-black surface continued to swell and solidify as if it was trying to produce new flesh and blood, but due to a

let out a painful gasp, feeling that he could lose control at any

of the problem he faced. He was also afraid that the terrifying blood-stained silver

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entered the lounge and took the newspapers to the

would flee in advance, leaving potential danger for himself, Isengard Stanton, Kaslana, and the innocent private detectives. Therefore, he planned on heading above the gray fog to perform another divination to confirm the Desire Apostle’s present situation and, thus, adopt a

paper figurine, he sat in the seat of The Fool, conjuring Jason Beria’s handkerchief and trying to divine

body seemingly appeared to fill itself with

arrived aboveground, revealing a towering

Wind Cathedral… Klein opened his closed eyes and

yet, but he seems to be heavily injured. His condition

for a moment. Using divination, he