Lord of the Mysteries

Amidst the holy beam of light, having already lost its support from the external power, the tree warts and flesh rapidly disintegrated. It was like snow meeting a red-hot metal ball.

Amidst an indescribable sizzling sound, Cynthia’s face winced as abnormal agony showed itself on her face.

She turned around with great difficulty, looking up and down, her expression turning horrified and confused. Finally, she realized that there was a problem with her.

“Admiral…” Her voice trembled as she looked ahead with fear and despair, but all she could find was an unfamiliar face.

Klein could’ve fed Creeping Hunger with Cynthia’s remnant flesh and Spirit Body, but at that moment, he sighed and said with a calm voice, “Try not to make contact with strange artifacts or religions in the future.”

From his point of view, the reason why Cynthia had turned into this monstrosity either had to do with a cult or some particularly dangerous artifact. She had connected with some existence which couldn’t be looked at directly, resulting in such a response.

Cynthia seemed to understand something as her remnant head and tiny bit of flesh suddenly wept.

“It’s the Mother Tree of Desire, the Heavenly Body Sect…

“Admiral, Admiral, I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!

“Save me! Save me!”

Mother Tree of Desire… Heavenly Body Sect… This isn’t within the confines of my knowledge of mysticism… Klein maintained his expression as he looked pitifully at the pleading Cynthia. He spread his arms again and said in a deep voice, “Death is not the end. You will be redeemed when you are at god’s side.”

Another pure beam of light landed as Cynthia’s beautiful, weeping face completely fixed in place.

Her eyes widened in despair, but there was the remnant hope of being sent to heaven after death.

Under the sun’s radiance, her brain and remnant flesh melted away at a discernible pace. By vanishing, it had obtained its final rite of cleansing.

Klein looked silently at this scene without any expression or movement.

calmed down, he curled the corner of his lips and chuckled, finding it hard to

a crazy and chaotic

“inquire.” Faced with the irremovable evil and the ever-worsening

to a certain extent had adjusted to him. It didn’t need to be fed after every use. It had been restored to its original state. Once it was activated, it just needed to eat once in a twenty-four-hour period, regardless of how many times it was used. Of course, there was

had plenty of time to seek out food for Creeping Hunger without

the worst, I can throw it above the gray fog… Klein surveyed his surroundings, and he realized that the bodyguards and the male and female attendants in the room had shaken off the influence

problem is resolved at its

6 Beyonder, and he’s suspected to be a Baron of Corruption. He might’ve secretly reached Sequence 5… Even he was so easily controlled by his magnified desires, which means that the power that descended with the help of Cynthia is extremely potent. But why

mystical items, Luan and I should be

portion of the gray fog’s power, when mixed with reality, provided me with help? Is it because of the restriction from

primary target, my desire towards sex would definitely be magnified. This wouldn’t just be me having a romantic dream… Klein

he carefully observed the room when his spiritual perception was suddenly

forward, Klein came to where Cynthia had vanished. He bent down and picked up a necklace from a pile of torn clothes on the

looked like a miniaturized rhinoceros horn.

dangerous item that caused Cynthia to mutate? As it had connected to the existence which couldn’t be looked at directly, it had completed its mission, allowing all its powers to be injected into Cynthia’s body? Klein made a preliminary conjecture based on

pulled out a paper figurine and dealt with the traces left behind. He dispelled the prohibition from the charm before walking towards Secretary Luan, who still had some signs of corruption due to temporarily being devoured by the flowers. He raised his knee and kicked

of looking down on others sure is irritating. I really want to beat him up… Klein paused as he watched sternly as Luan gradually

Luan was in a momentary daze, as though

people. Get a number of them to treat

the study for

and turned to leave the master bedroom before entering the unaffected

important member of the military, although he was somewhat helpless when faced with the kingdom’s upper echelons, he needed to choose to ignore certain matters. An example was the telegram which relieved Aston from his post as governor-general and the arrival of the new governor-general. This meant that the new governor-general had departed ahead of time; yet as the highest-ranking commander of the Central Sonia Sea’s navy,

against any accidents and await news.

as Klein heard the chaotic sound of footsteps and horrified screams, questioning, and exchanges, he couldn’t help but have the starry sky and the bright, lustrous star

the armchair behind the desk. His

made certain connections. Due to the legends from the City of Silver and Emlyn White’s description of the Sanguine’s situation, he

or high-level devil’s alternate identity. The Goddess has the honorific name of “crimson moon.” Could “She” be the one passing herself off as the Primordial Moon and occupying the corresponding spot so as to control the required authority? Although Klein knew that such thoughts were sacrilegious, he couldn’t help but