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.

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

was stunned for a moment before he immediately opened his mouth

scales surfaced on the back

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

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

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

the sofa

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

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

connected to a number of pirate factions. I would like to know their respective

I’m not…” White Shark Hamilton

as if the man’s

inwardly deliberated over his persona and said with a gentlemanly smile, “You

answer frankly. The second is to be killed by

similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked, “Why do you want to know about

a hunter, so I’m chasing after

smile was tinged with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help but blurt out, “Are… Are you

of them have been buried at the bottom

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

he saw the man, who called himself a hunter,

then there won’t be

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

him by the pirates, he wasn’t worried at all. As

Hamilton’s throat moved, without immediately giving an

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

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

away and placed

there’s any urgent information, I’ll use the radio transceiver they gave me to alert

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

succeeded in laying his bets, sharply caught

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

advanced technology?

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 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

those problems?Klein watched as White Shark pried open the floor plank

three levels. On the top level were some documents and bills, a revolver, a new type of half-arm gun, and

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