Lord of the Mysteries

Bam!

The bartender fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

White Shark Hamilton snorted and didn’t say anything. He turned around and walked towards the second floor, stepping on the creaking wooden stairs.

After the excitement was over, the drunkards dispersed one by one. Unaffected, Captain Elland and the others returned upstairs to continue playing cards.

Klein took the opportunity to follow.

He returned to Flying Fish & Wine, not to deal with White Shark who didn’t pose any threat to him but rather to simply get more information from the owner of the bar, who was connected to many pirate factions. After all, he had named his new identity Gehrman, which secretly implied hunting pirates whose hands were stained with blood. He planned on using their souls, flesh, and Beyonder characteristics to replace the souls in Creeping Hunger who were awaiting their release.

There was no gas in Damir Harbor, and the corridor on the second floor was relatively dark. The brass candle stands that were inlaid into each wall flickered and dimmed.

Klein observed the surroundings as he wiped his face, silently transforming into one of the bouncers on the first floor.

He used Illusion Creation to compensate for his mismatched attire.

After finishing his preparations, he walked towards the room that his spiritual intuition identified as belonging to White Shark Hamilton.

He first passed the card room, but he didn’t attract anyone’s attention.

He stopped in front of the bouncers who were guarding the corridor and said in a low voice, “There’s something going on downstairs again.”

“Holy Lord of Storms, what’s happening tonight?” A bouncer sighed.

“I hope those beautiful people don’t get hurt,” another guard said worriedly.

He was referring to the whores who got their business in the bar.

“They’re fine.” Klein stepped past the bouncers and knocked on White Shark’s door.

“Who is it?” Hamilton warily asked.

“Boss, it’s me. Something happened downstairs again!” Klein remembered the information he gleaned while watching the commotion and deliberately hoarsened his voice.

“Damn it!” Hamilton bellowed, “Come in and explain to me what happened!”

Klein turned the doorknob and walked in.

his face rapidly squirmed, returning to his previous identity—a new customer with

was stunned for a moment before he immediately opened

time, many illusory fish scales surfaced on the back

and a strong instinctive fear seized him

moment, he felt that the stranger standing by the door was a demon that had been

a sudden, White Shark Hamilton was gripped by an

the sofa and

we talk

all of a sudden

beads of

answered casually, “I heard that you’re connected to a number of pirate factions. I would like to

I’m not…” White Shark Hamilton subconsciously

felt as if the man’s eyes were dyed

said with a gentlemanly smile, “You

answer frankly. The second is to be killed

similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked, “Why do you want to know about

a hunter, so I’m chasing after

the man’s polite smile was tinged with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help but blurt

similar adventurers, but all of them have been buried at the bottom of

kill a lone pirate, but can you defend against any further retaliation? The whores in the bar or the seemingly ordinary customers might all be pirate informants! Your friendly accomplice could be bribed at any moment and you’ll be shot in the back! The pirates will gather information in advance and surround your ship. Can you protect all the passengers? Can you survive a cannon bombardment? On the sea where there’s

in his heart in one breath, he saw the man, who called himself a hunter, reveal

then there won’t be such a

sell the cash, jewelry, and goods that they plundered in exchange for alcohol, food, fresh water, weapons, and women’s comfort. This has to happen through me, but I

Klein asked

sought on him by the pirates, he wasn’t worried at all. As a Faceless, he might as

Shark Hamilton’s throat moved, without immediately giving an affirmative

closed his mouth and looked at the gentleman in the half top hat. The gentleman’s eyes were calm and reserved, as

sea surface before a storm, gently

away and placed his hand on the

still gathering information for them. If there’s any urgent information, I’ll use the radio transceiver

Shark didn’t dare to take the risk and was afraid that the man possessed unique Beyonder powers that could determine if he was

Klein, who had succeeded in laying his bets, sharply caught

to me. It’s like a telegram, but it doesn’t

possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely guess what

separated the Northern and Southern Continents with its constant thunder and lightning, the chaotic magnetic field, and violent storms, made only a few sea routes accessible. Even if one was equipped with wireless

problems?Klein watched as White Shark pried open the floor plank in front of the safe and twisted a

three levels. On the top level were some documents and bills, a revolver, a new type of

deduced from his previous life’s impression and the information he had gathered previously, that the mechanical construct belonged to