Lord of the Mysteries

Pa!

Klein stretched out his hand and caught the slightly heavy letter.

The large skeleton messenger didn’t stay, and it immediately disintegrated into a fountain of bones. One bone after another fell to the deck and disappeared, as though it didn’t want to stay a second longer.

With the letter firmly in his hand, Klein didn’t lower his head to examine it. Instead, he instinctively turned around and looked at the wooden staircase leading to the first-class cabins.

He saw Donna and Denton with their eyes wide and mouths agape, as though they wanted to scream at the sight of the scene, but everything they saw was over before they could make a sound. As a result, they even wondered if they were hallucinating.

The children who eat the special cured meat in Damir Harbor gain temporary Spirit Vision to a certain degree… Klein’s brows twitched slightly as he raised his left hand’s index finger vertically and placed it against his mouth to silence the two young ones, just like he did while the murloc hunt was happening.

The already rather tall Donna immediately raised her hand and covered her mouth. She nodded in fear and excitement, indicating that she understood.

When she looked diagonally down, she saw that her brother was still in a daze. She quickly grabbed his arm and pushed his hand against his mouth.

Cleves and Cecile sensed that something was wrong with them. They stopped and looked at Klein, but they discovered nothing.

Facing their stares, Klein calmly nodded and continued walking to his room.

A gold coin had appeared in his hand without anyone realizing. It was tossed up, and it tumbled around as though it possessed life.

Ding!

The gold coin landed with a number facing up, indicating a negative result.

This meant that the tiny episode wouldn’t be detrimental to Klein.

Seriously, the current messenger isn’t polite at all. It’s not like the previous one who would tap my shoulder or nudge my body to give an advance warning, or just convert my surroundings into a spiritual world to prevent ordinary people from seeing him… Klein lampooned as he took out his key and opened the door.

He sat down on the edge of the low bed, lit a candle with only half its length remaining, and opened Mr. Azik’s response letter.

As he pulled out the items inside, the first one that caught his eye was the Dark Emperor card.

Looking at that face which pissed him off, Klein let out a breath of relief and eased his worries.

He wasn’t afraid that Mr. Azik wouldn’t return it to him, as he had that minimum level of trust. After all, the potion formula and corresponding rituals could be copied, and only the convergence properties of high-level materials couldn’t be imitated. And since this was clearly not Azik’s pathway, nor was it one of the switchable paths available to him, so a powerhouse like him had no need for it.

Klein was worried that the messenger would be robbed, losing the Card of Blasphemy which would help him tremendously while in his Spirit Body state.

world was hard to count, so it isn’t hard to end up having a few who

returned along with the copper whistle from

these two items, Klein unfolded the important letter and read

The tall-as-a-mountain Blood Emperor who wore a red cape with ‘His’ eyes being abnormally crazy, containing almost zero reasoning. He was on the brink of losing control. There was the true Dark Emperor who had revived. ‘He’ sat

at them, I lost consciousness when the Blood

Emperors, but the exact details still require me to recall them. Perhaps it

able to sense something and be naturally attracted to it when I travel to the Southern Continent by boat and pass through that

whistle resemble that of an Undying’s ritual, but there are also clear differences. I can sense evil auras and the premonition of

that you don’t blow that copper whistle and summon the messenger. This will bring extreme danger. We can make further

and charms you can use with it for you. Speaking of this matter, I recall that you’d asked me about the method for ridding the mental corruption of a Beyonder characteristic. This will likely need more time. At

the Southern Continent, there are

disasters. I can give you some techniques.

to the Blood Emperor and the Dark Emperor… It’s likely that he’s a son of Death,

technique and practiced

brought the Dark Emperor card and the Numinous Episcopate’s copper whistle into the mysterious space above the gray fog, eliminating all possibilities of

suddenly meet the King

…

in the morning, the sun rose above the horizon

buffet cafeteria and ate two slices of toast with bacon and butter and drank a

his stomach, he went to the deck to breathe in the fresh air and enjoy the beautiful

drunk Captain Elland returning, his

came over and said without a smile,

Shark didn’t cause

be able to determine that

in a dark red coat, Elland took off his ship-shaped hat

his own

bar counter, but that isn’t much. It’s just a few soli. I happened to win six pounds last

the whole thing up just for the sake of face, so you ended up choosing to bear the compensation? Klein

“I understand.”

and walked back to the

his face. He slowly

was about to return to the cabin

of protecting them, was

her face was gloomy, but she was in high spirits. She

as Denton, who was in a similar state as her, wanted to speak,

was that last-last

she looked ahead without turning her head, but her body

as a postman.” Klein also didn’t look at the two little kids, as though he was talking about what he had for