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.

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

stunned for a moment before he immediately opened his

on the back of his hand, his originally large and

faster, and a strong instinctive

had been starved for many days, repeatedly examining his flesh and

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

sofa and sat down. He

can we

horrifying monster suddenly disappeared. Hamilton relaxed all of a

didn’t rashly cry for help as he asked with beads of sweat lining his forehead, “Who are you? What do you

heard that you’re connected to a

White

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

over his persona and said with a

to be killed by me and then answer

spirit? White Shark Hamilton had heard of similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked,

smiled and answered, “I’m a hunter, so I’m chasing after

felt that the man’s polite smile was tinged with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help but blurt out, “Are… Are

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

to 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

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

all killed, and then there

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

else?” Klein asked

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

throat moved, without immediately giving an

the gentleman in the half top hat. The gentleman’s eyes were calm

the calm sea surface before a storm, gently resounding, colliding,

shifted his gaze away and placed his

urgent information, I’ll use the radio transceiver they gave

man possessed unique Beyonder powers that could determine

Klein, who had succeeded in laying his

me. It’s like a telegram, but it doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton

The pirates possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely guess what

in the commercial world. The Berserk Sea, which separated the Northern and Southern Continents with its constant thunder and lightning, the chaotic magnetic field, and

that there’s an enhanced model that can solve some of those problems?Klein watched as White Shark pried open the floor plank in front of the safe and twisted a

a revolver, a new type of half-arm

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