Lord of the Mysteries

The first thing Klein saw was the altar, which was surrounded by layers of light, and the tall, thin figure standing in it.

The figure took off its hood, revealing a beautiful, devilishly feminine face, with a left chest, shoulders, abdomen, and thighs all covered in squirming, sticky, disgusting flesh and blood.

His surroundings were filled with illusory, transparent shadows that brimmed with feelings such as numbness, despair, pain, and depression.

Beyond the altar, the four figures which were praying had fallen. Their skin was shriveled, and their bones were tightly wrapped, like corpses that had been eroded for many years.

At the top of the hall, rays of light pierced through the air, quickly entering the altar through the stone pillars, floor, and air that were filled with symbols and magic labels.

As soon as Klein emerged from his hiding place, Mr. A opened his eyes and looked in his direction.

His pupils were dyed with blood, and an extreme madness was contained within his cold eyes.

If it were any other Beyonder, they would’ve subconsciously looked away, not daring to look him in the eye. But Klein, who had faced the Eternal Blazing Sun and met Blasphemer Amon, wasn’t afraid of this. Calmly pulling the trigger, he sent a silver demon-hunting bullet engraved with many patterns flying towards the altar.

Witnessing this scene, Mr. A subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but he stopped in the end. He watched indifferently as the silver bullet drilled into the layer of light surrounding the altar.

Silently, the patterned demon-hunting bullet melted and disappeared under the layers of radiance, engulfed in untold resentment and negative emotions.

In the end, it completely disintegrated, leaving not a single trace of it behind.

Klein’s pupils shrank as he shot the rest of the revolver’s bullets. The pale golden purifying bullets and the bronze exorcism bullets shot out, piercing through the radiant barrier one after another.

However, they disintegrated in the same way and disappeared without creating the slightest ripple.

Mr. A laughed hoarsely.

“It’s no use, puny worm. The ritual has already officially begun, and with your strength, it cannot be broken or interrupted. Even if you’re a Sequence 5 Beyonder!

“But you’re also fortunate. You will live to witness the coming of our Lord, and be integrated into his body.”

With that, Mr. A. ignored Klein and closed his eyes again, as if he was indeed nothing but a puny worm.

The Shepherd raised his hands in a gesture of open arms and shouted out in ancient Hermes, “The Lord that created everything;

“The Lord who reigns behind the curtain of shadows;

“The degenerate nature of all living things.

“Your devout believers pray for your coming;

“I am willing to offer my body as a vessel to bear the burden of your great will!”

Amidst the prayers, a light from an unknown source appeared above Mr. A’s head, completely enveloping him.

The grievances and negative emotions that were gathered around Mr. A surged into his body like a tidal wave.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Controlling, trying his best to attack the altar, but they still couldn’t resist being disintegrated against the barrier

which would waste at least a minute or two, and a body without protection would be very dangerous… What should I do? Klein rationally stopped his attempts and stood there, his

it was the Sun Brooch, the Biological Poison Bottle, the All-Black Eye, or the Dark Emperor card that raised his level, none of them seemed capable

Justice’s call for reinforcements the only thing I can do? Or do I just watch helplessly as the

each and every item on his body, his palms

he thought

about the consequences, he reached into his pocket and grabbed something that felt

Tap! Tap! Tap!

jerked his arm hard, and

a flash of bronze, the object

was an ancient, simple

the Master

brass Master Key began

outer shell disappeared, the curse that was hidden within

…

Empress Borough, the opulent

stood by the full-length window and worriedly looked

fog on the horizon was gradually thickening, turning a pale yellow that was dyed iron-black as

huge golden retriever, Susie, sat beside her and also

what the fog represented. She silently prayed to the Goddess and Mr.

that the branches outside the window were beginning to shake

coming…

Borough, Holy Wind

of it, and then they surged towards

Whoosh!

blown away, and the rich

Whoosh!

as dust and dirt rose

Whoosh!

the pedestrians had their hats separate from their heads, and their

had returned to the port city and were witnessing

smoke in East Borough and the factory district thinned,

Boom! Boom!

and thunder

downpour

with us bringing the operation forward and not being fully prepared… Heh heh, those in the middle-class and the tycoons would’ve shared the same fate in this Great Smog as the commoners if it wasn’t for the respective

more than 20,000 deaths according to her calculations. Furthermore, there would be

all this points to the Aurora Order and to the True Creator; no one could guess what the royal family really plans

secretive, and she had taken care of everything beforehand; therefore, she didn’t have

time they found traces of her, she would already be far

the carriage, her vision blurred and she saw a figure

across her. It was a young woman in a hooded classical robe, with