Lord of the Mysteries

Woosh!

A strong gale blew out from Bishop Millet’s body, lifting up his dark blue bishop robes.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The branches of the nearby trees snapped as they flew into the air.

Donna’s body involuntarily rose a few meters into the air before being thrown out several meters. Her body ached all over when she fell to the ground.

It wasn’t just her; Cecile, Denton, Timothy, Harris, and the others were all blown up by the wind and landed in different spots. Only Cleves, Teague, and Urdi, either because of their training or abnormally heavy weight, staggered to the ground and tumbled a few times.

Elland, who was facing Bishop Millet directly, did a series of retreating and backward somersaulting actions, dodging the incoming blow from the wind.

Klein and Danitz didn’t attempt to resist it head-on; instead, they flew backward like kites. Although they looked like they were about to collapse to the ground, they ultimately managed to keep their balance.

As soon as the hurricane stopped, six figures emerged from the dispersing fog. They were all wearing black cloaks and were headless. Left with only bleeding necks, their hoods were supported up by the eddies of the hurricane.

Gasp! Gasp!

Their throats emitted the low grunts of a beast like the moment before they were ready to attack.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

A series of thin and sharp wind blades shot out, leaving a clear and deep rift where Klein was somersaulting.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

From both sides of the lantern wielding Bishop Millet, whose dark blue bishop robe had flared up slightly, six headless men rushed at Klein, Elland, and the others, stomping on the ground until it trembled.

One headless monster is already hard enough to deal with, but now there are six of them… And there’s even a bishop who’s obviously corrupted! When Blazing Danitz saw this scene, he couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle.

At this moment, a bronze beam streaked past his eyes and shot into the distance.

Dang! Dang! Dang! Azik’s copper whistle dropped to the ground and bounced a few times.

With a whoosh, the six headless men changed direction at the same time, rushing towards the location where Azik’s copper whistle came to a stop, leaving Bishop Millet standing alone in his original spot.

Klein seized the opportunity, lifted his left hand, tearing off the Sun Brooch inside his coat, and threw it to Captain Elland who was closest to him. He shouted succinctly, “Inject your spirituality. Five seconds. Holy water.”

After saying this, he ignored his silk top hat that had been blown away, and instead, he bent his body, dashing towards Bishop Millet in a zigzag manner.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

One after another, wind blades were shot out in close succession, all of them aimed at Klein.

In a flash, the ground showed signs of being cut and slashed. Klein either somersaulted, lunging forward, or jumping up by supporting his body with his hands to avoid the first round of concentrated fire.

The dark red light in Bishop Millet’s eyes grew brighter as he raised his hands.

Sou! Sou!

machine gun. Klein only had enough time to dodge half of it before his body was torn apart, turning into thin and light shreds of paper that flew

Millet, trying to close the distance between them to

…

the heat. He wished that he could take off his clothes and jump into freezing

about the words Gehrman Sparrow had left him before taking out a tin-colored alcohol flask from the inside of his clothes, unscrewed the lid, and poured out all of the Lanti Proof inside. The strong aroma of the wine rapidly spread in all

around, feeling certain

a grimace, he genuflected and suddenly pressed both his palms onto the

thin air, clinging to the ground as they spread towards Azik’s copper whistle and created four burning

However, after seeing that the area around the bishop was filled with freezing gales, he rationally gave up on the idea. He was prepared to first clean up the headless monsters to prevent them from disturbing Gehrman Sparrow ability to use

again and had drawn their guns. They surrounded Urdi,

best

Tap! Tap! Tap!

men, oblivious to the burning flames, burst through the scarlet walls of fire and began to pounce onto Azik’s copper whistle like

with composure. After the holy water condensed, he dripped

in a frenzied bunch, Danitz’s heart skipped a beat. He bent down halfway and, with a flushed face, condensed

and swung his arm, throwing out the flaming spear. It whistled as it hit a headless man and nailed it to the

was reduced to ashes. The remaining half of his body was also burning, continuously

continue this attack method when he suddenly sensed a particular

had arrived in front of a deep abyss, just one step

knew that Gehrman Sparrow was no longer suppressing the

three times,

left palm suddenly exploded with a hunger that had been suppressed for a long time, and dark golden scales began sprouting from it as

faded away, as if they had turned

Bishop Millet’s fluttering

was about to produce a large number of wind blades suddenly tilted his head backwards, and his body froze

they were filled with a sense of madness. His skin became smooth and colorful,

it had come from the depths of the ocean,

Psychiatrist’s Frenzy!

in order to create

or corrupted man lost his final shackles of reasoning, he immediately stepped into the abyss

saw the situation. He no longer hesitated, and

his left palm became stained with a gold color. His expression became dignified as

lit up

screech, his palms and

been penetrated,

Interrogator!

pushed himself up with his right hand, and his left hand lit up with a resplendent

he leaned back and opened his arms

from the sky, landing on Bishop Millet and

daytime. The strong gales came to an

Priest

his skin, then his tentacles,

Instead, he had turned into a monster made of bones and flesh. Whatever was left of his aura was rather