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.

of mystical item… I didn’t even realize it just now, but Gehrman Sparrow had already discovered the enemy and attacked. He really is very strong… Danitz quickly turned his attention

a similar head fly out from the fog to his side from the corner of his eye.

Bang!

calmly pulled the

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

expanded above Danitz’s empty left palm,

“throwing” the fire ball,

soared up as the head burned red. The skin on the head quickly charred, emitting

open, ready to bite Danitz’s neck as

He nearly failed to dodge in

scarlet color appeared on his left palm once again, but the

second, Danitz threw out the orange fireball, which was only the size of an eye, while

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

Boom!

from the inside out. Countless pieces of it, along with its

his

realize that this monster which only had a head

because the Beyonder powers in the Sun domain restrains such things!Danitz added scornfully in

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

as he widened his pace to chase after the man. He didn’t dare to

…

Green

of the strange horror she felt when seeing the customers eating just now, as well

and

though the fragrance had already seeped

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

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

feet on the

outside were no longer swaying, and the ground was

said, pointing excitedly to the

father, an import and export merchant, Urdi Branch, pinched his forehead and growled, “Where’s your table manners,

was about to argue, Cleves raised his palm and pressed it

dinner. Let’s head back as soon as possible. There are many

less superstitious, especially when it came to the legends of the natives. Therefore, Urdi fell silent and

bill and led his family and bodyguards down to the

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

glanced at them, and calmly said, “It’s fogged up. It’s best not to go

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

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

during the nights when the fog and weather drastically changes, it’s best not to go out or respond to any

more Donna listened, the more scared she became. She loudly

rooms

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

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

Branch said in deliberation. “Staying a night here won’t affect our boarding of the

Green Lemon Restaurant, but he remembered Gehrman Sparrow’s reminder. It was