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.

on his face rapidly squirmed, returning to his previous identity—a new customer with blond hair, blue eyes, and ordinary facial

he immediately opened his mouth wide in an attempt to

illusory fish scales surfaced on the back of

his heart began to beat faster, and a strong instinctive fear seized him

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

Shark Hamilton was gripped by an extreme panic, and he

to the sofa and sat down. He politely

can we talk

at by a horrifying monster suddenly disappeared. Hamilton relaxed all of a sudden while his body shriveled up a lot like

of sweat lining his forehead, “Who are you? What

connected to a number of pirate factions. I would

White

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

and said with a

The second is to be killed by

Hamilton had heard of similar rumors. He swallowed

“I’m a hunter,

with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help

many similar adventurers, but all of them have been buried

any moment and you’ll be shot in the back!

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

then there won’t be such a

Hamilton immediately took a deep 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

Klein

just now was mainly to scare White Shark. As 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

throat moved, without immediately giving an affirmative or

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

like the calm sea surface

his gaze away and placed his hand on

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

the risk and was afraid that the man possessed unique Beyonder powers that could determine if he was speaking the truth or

laying his bets, sharply caught onto a

me. It’s like a telegram, but it doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton turned and walked over to the gray safe

pirates possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely

Berserk Sea, which 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 telegraphs, they were almost useless. Similarly, the weather in the Fog Sea

can solve some of those problems?Klein watched as White Shark pried open the floor plank in

the top level were some documents and bills, a revolver, a new type

from his previous life’s impression and the information