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.

likely relied on what should be some sort of mystical item… I didn’t even realize

his thoughts were settling down, he saw a similar head fly out from the fog to his side from the corner

Bang!

pulled the

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

quickly expanded above Danitz’s empty left palm, and a fiery light began

before “throwing” the fire ball, causing it to

burned red. The skin

mouth wide open, ready to bite Danitz’s

expectations. He nearly failed to dodge in time, and he hurriedly rolled forward, barely dodging

palm once again, but the flame didn’t expand this time.

threw out the orange fireball, which

was controlled by his spirituality. It drew an arc in the air and accurately

Boom!

splintered the flying head from the inside out. Countless pieces of it, along with

finished it… Danitz rolled to his feet and breathed a sigh

head wasn’t easy to deal

Beyonder powers in the Sun domain restrains such

he turned his head to the side and realized that Gehrman Sparrow hadn’t waited for him. With his cane and lantern, he was jogging into

he widened his pace to chase after

…

Green Lemon

blood cakes in it. She thought of the strange horror

throat moved and she

to give up the delicacy, even though

and waited for the wind outside to die down. She felt the clock on the wall moving ever

and left the second floor. The second

felt that the sound of feet on the

the trees outside were no longer swaying, and

stopped!” Donna said, pointing

pinched his forehead and growled, “Where’s your table

was about to argue, Cleves raised

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

depended on the sea for a living was more or less superstitious, especially when it

quickly foot the bill and led his family and bodyguards down to the

about to open the door to find his way when a creaking sound came from

out, glanced at them, and calmly said, “It’s fogged

tailcoat without a hat. There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. His face was fleshy and almost

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

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

more Donna listened, the more scared she became. She loudly emphasized, “People have

pointed to the rooms

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

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

said in deliberation. “Staying a night here won’t affect our

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