Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 500

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.

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

before he immediately opened

time, many illusory fish scales surfaced on the back of his hand, his originally large and fat

his heart began to beat faster, and a strong

a demon that had been starved for many days, repeatedly examining his flesh and soul with an ice-cold, craving look

sudden, White Shark Hamilton was gripped by an extreme panic, and he failed

to the sofa and

can we

disappeared. Hamilton relaxed all of a sudden while his body

he asked with beads of sweat lining his forehead, “Who are you? What

a number of pirate

White Shark Hamilton

the extreme hunger again, and he felt as if the man’s eyes were dyed with

persona and said with a gentlemanly smile,

answer frankly. The second is to be killed by

He swallowed hard and asked, “Why

and answered, “I’m a hunter,

an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help but blurt out, “Are…

all of them have been

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

the man, who called himself a hunter, reveal a gentle and

have them all killed, and then

breath and said, “I’m in contact with many pirates, but it’s a passive relationship. They need to 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 can only wait here for them. I don’t know where

else?” Klein

for having revenge sought on him by the pirates, he wasn’t worried at all. As a Faceless, he might as well find a place to drown himself at the bottom of the sea if they could find him so

moved, without

hat. The

was like the calm sea surface before a storm,

placed his hand

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

had succeeded in laying his bets, sharply caught onto a

a telegram, but it doesn’t

telegraph? The pirates possess such advanced technology? Klein could

constant thunder and lightning, the chaotic magnetic field, and violent storms, made only a few sea routes accessible. Even

watched as White Shark pried open the floor plank in front of the safe and twisted a mechanism to reveal a secret door

a revolver, a new type of

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

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