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

was stunned for a moment before he immediately opened his mouth wide

surfaced on the back of his hand,

to beat faster, and a strong instinctive

door was a demon that had been starved

Hamilton was gripped by an extreme panic, and he

walked to the sofa and sat down.

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relaxed all of a sudden while his body shriveled up

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

a number of

White

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

his persona and said with a gentlemanly

is to be killed by me

channel my spirit? White Shark Hamilton had heard of similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked, “Why do you want to

“I’m a hunter, so

an indescribable madness, and

but all of them have

be shot in the back! The pirates will gather information in advance and surround your ship. Can you protect all the passengers?

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

and then there

madman… White Shark 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 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

Klein asked

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 to drown himself at the bottom of

Hamilton’s throat moved, without immediately giving an

the gentleman in the half top hat. The

like the calm sea surface before a

away and placed his

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

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

succeeded in laying his bets, sharply caught onto a

a telegram, but it doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton turned and walked

advanced technology? Klein could vaguely guess what the radio transceiver

flipped through relevant magazines, he realized that wireless telegrams had long since appeared. However, it hadn’t found its place 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

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

door was a hidden cabinet with three levels. On the top level were some documents and bills, a revolver, a new type of half-arm

the information he had gathered previously, that the