Lord of the Mysteries

Unlike mainland cities such as Backlund, Tingen, and Pritz Harbor, colonial islands such as Bansy Harbor lacked gas. The lamps lining the two sides of the street were sparse. They had candles caged in glass, waiting to be lit.

Unfortunately, the wind had picked up early, so no one went out in the evening. The candles didn’t shine at the predetermined time, and the road was pitch black. The faint outline of the crimson moon shone through the clouds.

Compared to before, the wind was much calmer. At the very least, Klein didn’t need to be distracted keeping his hat on.

The thin fog gradually pervaded the air, and the doors and windows of the mainly two-story houses were shut tight. It was pitch black and devoid of any light, as though no one had lived in the area for a long time.

With a yellow lantern in one hand and a hard wooden cane in the other, Klein walked quickly down the quiet street in the direction of the Green Lemon Restaurant which Blazing Danitz had pointed out.

Woosh!

Amidst the fog, the wind began to swirl as Klein felt a baffling chill down his neck.

He lifted his right hand, which held the cane, and propped up the collar of his double-breasted frock coat, completely covering his neck.

It was at this moment that a scene suddenly appeared in his mind!

In the scene, a black shadow the size of a watermelon appeared from the fog and lunged for his ear.

Without thinking, Klein swung his arm and forearm and struck out with his cane.

Bam!

Just as the black shadow came close, it was struck head-on and sent flying a long distance away.

With the help of the lantern’s light, Klein finally recognized the thing that had attacked him.

It was a head!

It was a head that had lost its body, a head that had its esophagus hanging down!

The head floated in midair, its face resembling dried cheese with mildew all over it. There was a yellowish-green liquid flowing down its skin as it outlined the face’s contours.

There were only two black holes left where its nose was supposed to be. Its bulging eyes were mostly white without much black. Its lips were mostly rotten, revealing sharpened teeth mixed with blood!

Dogsh*t! Blazing Danitz silently cursed when he saw this scene, his heart trembling.

Even though he had embarked on many treasure hunts and had fought many monsters, such a disgusting and horrifying thing was still rare.

At some point in time, a classic revolver had appeared in his hand, and he was about to fire it with his elbow held down.

At this moment, he saw a pure ray of light descend from the sky, landing on the somewhat stiff head.

Ah!

A blood-curdling screech rang out, and the shriveled and hideous head was quickly vaporized before dissolving into ashes. It didn’t leave a single trace behind.

How weak! Danitz subconsciously commented.

item… I didn’t even realize it just now, but Gehrman Sparrow had already discovered the enemy and attacked. He

fog to his side from the corner of his eye.

Bang!

calmly pulled the

hit the head covered in mold, shattering the head’s glabella as

quickly expanded above Danitz’s empty left palm, and

arm before “throwing” the fire ball, causing

head burned red. The skin on the

mouth wide open, ready to bite

expectations. He nearly failed to

on his left palm once again, but the flame didn’t expand

fireball, which was only the size of an eye, while

drew an arc in the

Boom!

fiery light flashed, and the explosion splintered the flying head from the inside

finished it… Danitz rolled to his feet and breathed

head wasn’t easy to deal with. Yet, Gehrman Sparrow had killed one with

the Sun domain restrains such things!Danitz added scornfully in

Gehrman Sparrow hadn’t waited for him. With

pupils contracted as he widened his pace to chase after the man.

…

the Green Lemon

thought of the strange horror she

throat moved and she

decided to give up the delicacy, even though the fragrance

wind outside to die down. She felt the clock on

at the table paid their bills and left the second floor. The second floor became

Donna felt that the sound of feet on the wooden steps as they

longer swaying, and the ground was

said,

father, an import and export merchant, Urdi Branch, pinched his forehead and growled,

about to argue, Cleves raised his palm and pressed it

p.m. and we’re almost done with dinner. Let’s head back as soon as possible. There are many

on the sea for a living was more or less superstitious, especially when it came to the legends of the natives. Therefore, Urdi fell silent and agreed

foot the bill and led his

open the door to find his way when a creaking sound came from a nearby room. Donna almost

them, and calmly said, “It’s fogged up. It’s best not

a hat. There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his

trying to convey, Mr. Fox?” Cleves recognized him to be the owner

and weather drastically changes, it’s best not to go out or respond to any knockings. Otherwise,

more Donna listened, the more scared she became. She loudly emphasized, “People have already left ahead of

rooms on

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

soon as Fox’s voice fell, the doors to the various rooms opened either softly or heavily. The gentlemen and ladies from before came to

we should respect the customs here,” Urdi Branch said in deliberation. “Staying a night here won’t

followed Fox’s advice and stayed at the Green Lemon Restaurant, but he remembered Gehrman Sparrow’s reminder. It