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!

a machine gun. Klein only had enough time to dodge half of it before his body was torn apart, turning

to charge at Bishop Millet, trying

…

the Sun Brooch, Elland immediately felt the heat. He wished that he could take

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

feeling certain

and suddenly pressed

serpents appeared out of thin air, clinging to the ground as

the bishop was filled with

their guns. They surrounded Urdi, Donna, and Timothy in the middle,

experience taught them that, without any prior teamwork training, it was best not to interfere in a battle that was beyond that of ordinary

Tap! Tap! Tap!

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

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

beat. He bent down halfway and, with a flushed face, condensed a scorching-white flaming spear in

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

reduced to ashes. The remaining half of his body

Danitz was about to continue this attack method when

felt as though he had arrived in front of a deep abyss, just one step short

was no longer suppressing

Substitutes three times, Klein finally entered a

that had been suppressed for a long time, and dark golden scales began

away, as if

his pupils reflected Bishop

of wind blades suddenly tilted his head backwards, and his body froze

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

panting sound, as though it had come from the depths of the ocean, as slippery, disgusting tentacles suddenly drilled out from under his dark

Psychiatrist’s Frenzy!

to interrupt the enemy’s attack in order to create an opportunity for him later, but after going berserk, Bishop Millet immediately

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

no longer

midst of his frenzy, the glove on his left palm became stained with a gold color. His expression became dignified as his gaze once again locked onto

an instant, his eyes lit up like two bolts of

screech, his palms and

been penetrated, causing

Interrogator!

with his right hand, and his left hand

on the heels of that, he leaned back and opened his

and blazing brilliance descended from the sky, landing on Bishop

changed as though it was daytime. The strong gales came to

Priest

Millet’s body began to evaporate, first his skin, then his

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