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.

Sparrow, from the Sun pathway? Doesn’t look like it… He likely relied on what should be some sort of mystical item… I didn’t even realize it just now, but Gehrman Sparrow had already discovered the enemy

from the fog to his side from the

Bang!

calmly pulled the

in mold, shattering the head’s

after, a crimson ball quickly expanded above Danitz’s empty left palm,

leaned forward and dragged his arm before “throwing” the fire ball, causing it

as the head burned red. The skin on the head

its mouth wide open, ready to bite Danitz’s neck as though it wasn’t

expectations. He nearly failed to dodge in time, and he hurriedly

color appeared on his left palm once again, but the

which was only the size

drew an arc in the air and accurately flew into

Boom!

fiery light flashed, and the explosion splintered the flying head from the inside out. Countless pieces of it, along with its blood, splashed

Danitz rolled to his

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

the Sun domain restrains such things!Danitz added scornfully in his

thought of this, 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 the distance, his black coat fluttering behind

as he widened his pace to chase after the man.

…

the Green Lemon

She thought of the strange horror she felt when seeing the customers eating just now,

and she

up the delicacy, even though the fragrance had already seeped

some salad and mashed potatoes without much thought and waited for the wind outside to die down. She felt the clock on the wall

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

that the sound of feet on the

no longer swaying, and the ground was littered with all sorts

stopped!” Donna said, pointing excitedly

and export merchant, Urdi Branch, pinched

was about to argue, Cleves raised his palm

back as soon as possible. There are many

merchant who depended on the sea for a living was more or less superstitious, especially when it came to the legends

led his family

find his way when a creaking sound came from a nearby room. Donna almost

walked out, glanced at them, and calmly said, “It’s fogged up. It’s best

pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

recognized him to be the owner of the

when the fog and weather drastically changes, it’s best

scared she became. She

rooms on the

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

The gentlemen and ladies from before came to the doors and quietly watched Donna and her family,

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

should’ve 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