Lord of the Mysteries

The red moon hung high in the sky as Klein walked over to Donna and Denton and squatted down beside them.

Cecile, the female comrade of Cleves, let out a sigh of relief. She picked up the rifle on the deck, bent down, and quickly walked in another direction. She opened up a distance of about ten meters from the peppered pig’s organs.

“Uncle, is it starting?…” The mischievous, freckled teenage girl, Donna, suddenly felt a little nervous. However, her face was filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Klein raised his left index finger to his mouth, motioning for the two young ones to be quiet.

At times like this, he couldn’t help but thank Roselle. It was because of the efforts of this transmigration senior that some of his habitual gestures had become common body language in the Northern Continent, so it wouldn’t lead to misunderstandings.

It was said that in the early part of the Fifth Epoch, this “don’t talk” gesture was an insult in Loen. But in certain parts of the Southern Continent, it means “kiss me”…Klein’s mind was a little distracted for a moment.

Donna and Denton didn’t dare to say anything else. They just squatted there quietly, watching with rapt attention as Cleves prepared for the battle.

The former adventurer picked up a rod and threw the thread with some pig organs hanging from it over the side of the ship.

With a splash, the bait entered the water.

Calmly dispersing the remaining organs, Cleves wielded his weapon and retreated, step by step, to hide in the shadows opposite Cecile. The two of them formed an angle of about 60 degrees to the side of the ship where the rod was being supported.

Leaning his trident and other weapons, he raised his rifle and tried to take in the feeling of aiming.

The deck had completely quietened down, leaving only the operating sound of the steam engine and the crashing of waves against the ship.

As the minutes ticked by, Donna and Denton couldn’t help but switch from squatting to sitting, with their backs against the planks of the cabin, trying to soothe the paralysis in their legs.

At that moment, they saw the rod on the side of the boat sink a little.

The muffled sound of friction rapidly grew closer and closer. Suddenly, a figure jumped onto the deck.

It was a monster bathed in crimson moonlight. Its entire body was covered in dark green scales, and there was a green slime flowing around it.

It didn’t have much in common with humans. It was like a giant fish that had grown four strong limbs, and there was obvious webbing in the cracks of its limbs.

The murloc was more than 1.9 meters tall, with round eyes and gills on its cheeks. It looked like demons from legends, making Donna cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

At the same time, she covered the mouth of her brother, Denton, as well.

Good thinking… Klein smiled to himself as he carefully examined the murloc.

Unlike the Sailor Rampager he had seen before, real murlocs didn’t have human-like brains. They were pure monsters.

The murloc vigilantly scanned the surroundings before squatting down. It picked up the scattered pig organs, quickly stuffed them into its mouth, and produced clear chewing sounds.

The light in its mainly white eyes gradually faded, as if it had fallen into a dream.

It’s of low intellect… Klein shook his head and made his judgment.

Bang!

out from the rifle. It instantly struck the murloc’s chest, causing its scales to shatter and

which sounded like a child, and it threw itself at Cleves, who was hidden in the shadows. It was as fast

this moment, Cecile, who was in another

Bang!

bullet from the rifle struck the murloc’s ribs, causing many scales to scatter and the tall figure

visibly sluggish. It

gave Cleves and Cecile a

took aim again and

Bang! Bang!

in succession, the pain caused the murloc’s eyes to

shots, and closed in on

methodically put down the rifle in his hand and picked up

the murloc. The trident in his hand ruthlessly and accurately pierced into the area where the scales on the side of his prey were

abruptly, bringing with it a gust of wind. It forcefully threw the trident along

discomfort. It didn’t attack Cleves and Cecile again, but instead, took large strides to the side of the ship in an

Bang!

blood to blossom again, but it still didn’t make it become

murloc reached a suitable spot. It bent its knees and prepared to jump

was too weak to exert its full strength. The distance it had jumped was obviously not enough, so it could only

Bang!

of the damage and tried to flip over the side

almost escaping, Klein

bang came from another

into a bloody hole, and one could vaguely see a pale gelatinous substance

the floor of the deck, trying its best to crawl and get

a few seconds, the poison took effect and it twitched to

and saw a middle-aged man step out of the

coat and white slacks. He was wearing

musket that was a relic of the times as white smoke billowed out of its

the attendant introduce the man before, and he knew the

Elland walked towards Cleves and said with a smile, “As a captain, I must ensure that no accidents

by

up. He didn’t

“This is your ship.

the right

and said with a smile, “The next resupply of water and food is in

about this, sell it to me at a cheaper price;

is the best solution.” Cleves and Cecile exchanged glances and agreed to Elland’s request. “For

break down, they could sink everyone here into the sea within minutes… Of course, that’s under the premise that I don’t involve myself… Yes, it can be seen that Cleves and Cecile aren’t Beyonders, at least not Beyonders of the combat and shooting domains. As for Elland, I find it suspect… Klein stood

you. 150 pounds. That’s a fair price.” Elland Kag called for a sailor and gave him the key

then did Cecile seem to recall

laughed and