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.

illusion, and the muscles on his face rapidly squirmed, returning

a moment before he immediately opened

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

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

felt that the stranger standing by the door was a demon that had been starved for many days, repeatedly examining his flesh and soul with

was gripped by an extreme panic, and he failed to effectively

walked to the sofa and sat down.

can we

a horrifying monster suddenly disappeared. Hamilton relaxed all of a sudden while his body shriveled

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

“I heard that you’re connected to a number of pirate factions.

not…” White Shark Hamilton subconsciously

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

persona and said

The second is to be killed by me and

similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked, “Why

smiled and answered, “I’m a hunter,

polite smile was tinged with an indescribable madness, and he

but all of them have been buried at the bottom of

customers might all be pirate informants! Your friendly accomplice could be bribed at any moment and you’ll be shot in

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

all killed, and then there won’t be such a

cash, jewelry, and goods that they plundered in exchange for alcohol, food, fresh water, weapons, and women’s

else?” Klein

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 to

throat moved, without immediately giving

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

silence was like the calm sea surface

gaze away and placed his hand on the desk in

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

dare to take the risk and was afraid that the man possessed unique Beyonder powers that could determine if he was speaking

in laying his bets, sharply caught onto

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

technology? Klein could vaguely

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 and the Sonia Sea had changed drastically, and there were a number of factors that affected electromagnetic transmission. The use of wireless telegrams

Shark pried open the floor plank in

some documents and bills, a revolver, a new type of half-arm gun, and other weapons, while the bottom layer was filled with complicated

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