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! Sou!

enough time to dodge half of it before his

to charge at Bishop Millet, trying to close the distance between

…

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

him before taking out a tin-colored alcohol flask from the inside of his clothes, unscrewed the lid, and poured out all of

looked around, feeling certain of

a grimace, he genuflected and suddenly pressed both his

of thin air, clinging to the ground as

to throw a fireball at Bishop Millet and let Gehrman Sparrow use the flames to easily jump towards the bishop and launch an attack. However, after seeing that the area around the bishop was filled with freezing gales, he rationally gave

already stood up again and had drawn their guns. They surrounded Urdi, Donna, and Timothy in the middle, guarding them against any other

prior teamwork training, it was best not to interfere in

Tap! Tap! Tap!

scarlet walls of fire and began to pounce

spirituality into the Sun Brooch with composure. After the holy water condensed, he dripped them into

headless people in a frenzied bunch, Danitz’s heart skipped a beat. He bent down halfway and, with a flushed face, condensed a scorching-white flaming spear

a step forward, he twisted his waist and swung his arm, throwing out the flaming spear. It whistled as it

light soared, and the headless man’s body was reduced to ashes. The remaining half

succeeded, Danitz was about to continue this attack method when

front of a deep abyss, just one step

no longer suppressing

Substitutes three times, Klein

had been suppressed for a long time, and dark golden scales began sprouting from it

away, as if they had turned

after, his pupils reflected Bishop Millet’s fluttering dark

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

they were filled with a sense of madness. His skin

as though it had come from the depths of the ocean, as slippery, disgusting tentacles

Psychiatrist’s Frenzy!

to use this to interrupt the enemy’s attack in order to create an opportunity for him later, but

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

He no

glove on his left palm became stained with a gold color. His expression became

lit up like two

screech, his palms and tentacles retracted as he covered

psyche had been penetrated, causing

Interrogator!

pushed himself up with his right hand, and

the heels of that, he leaned back and opened his arms as if to

the sky, landing on Bishop Millet and enveloping him within

was daytime.

Priest of

his skin, then his tentacles, and finally

the time the brilliant pillar of light disappeared, he no longer looked human. Instead, he had turned into a monster made of bones and flesh. Whatever was left of his