Lord of the Mysteries

The Black Tulip… Admiral Hell Ludwell… This is jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire… Aren’t we a little too unlucky? Floating in midair, Klein was the first to discover the approaching ship. He couldn’t help but turn his head to look down at Anderson, who was wielding his pitch-black sword and seriously observing the monster.

Anderson quickly returned the gaze in puzzlement. As he remained wary against the grayish-black flesh which could shoot out at any moment, he asked, “The look you are giving me is very strange. Did something happen again…”

Just as he said that, he reflexively shut his mouth and sensed something. With a leap, he dodged the monster’s splintered body which was making his fingernails rapidly grow. He quickly arrived at the other side of the ship.

As he straightened his back, Anderson suddenly hissed.

“Admiral Hell…”

He wasn’t a good person. As a pirate admiral who was infamous for killing indiscriminately, he didn’t have any psychological burdens when it came to earning profit by “fishing” in troubled waters.

Once he weighed the situation and realized that he could use the powerful monster to finish off Admiral of Stars and everyone on the Future while also receiving tremendous spoils of war, he would definitely take action!

My bad luck hasn’t decreased at all. It has only switched to a lump sum withdrawal? Anderson’s expression warped, it was a mystery on whether he was crying or laughing.

At the same time, the corresponding information surfaced in Klein’s mind.

Just the bounty placed on Admiral Hell Ludwell’s head by Loen alone had reached 55,000 pounds!

He was an extremely powerful member of the Seven Pirate Admirals, the one with the highest bounty among the Seven Pirate Admirals!

His flagship, the Black Tulip, didn’t have many pirates living on it. Most of the jobs were left to undead creatures or the spirit world creatures he controlled.

He killed indiscriminately, but he didn’t have a sick fetish for killing. All he did was seriously complete his job of sending living creatures to hell.

He had all kinds of connections with the Numinous Episcopate. The rumors state that he possesses a ring left behind by the ancient Death!

While Klein and Anderson were looking at the Black Tulip, the golden brooch on Cattleya’s robe began to emit a pure bright light instead of blinding sunlight.

In front of the captain’s cabin was a blurry figure that was rapidly increasing in length.

It was filled with the silence and serenity of a specter’s aura, but it also emitted a warmth resembling sunlight.

This was an extraordinarily incongruent existence. It was as though a wraith had been created out of Sun Holy Water!

was both holy and

Wraith widened its arms as it flew out at

of fat and oils burning sounded out. The Sun Wraith and the grayish-black flesh canceled each other out as they were simultaneously obliterated,

the brooch brightened. It quickly produced another Sun Wraith outside the window of the captain’s cabin as it pounced towards the

moment, Bloodless Heath Doyle protected Frank, Nina, and the other sailors. He used the devouring and digesting method in order to resist the monster’s flesh

speed was faster than Klein had anticipated. In seconds, it had entered a range which was cause for alarm

gloomy green slowed down and stopped to the side. It didn’t

eye surface around the Future’s airspace. It had ghastly-pale eye whites as it looked

drew his revolver with his right hand and aimed at the

Sparrow, to directly fire was the choice that matched his persona the best. But at this moment, Admiral Hell Ludwell had yet to show any signs of animosity. He might have qualms about the faction backing Cattleya and hold back. If Klein were to rashly kill the “telescope,”

illusory eye vanished. A distance away, the

wear clothes or leather armor, busily controlled the sails while pale zombies patrolled the area with cutlasses in hand. The latter were observing their surroundings with green burning eyes. Shadows, wraiths, and all sorts of strange spirit world creatures were flying in circles, boring through the ship at times as the shipboard protruded transparent

Klein’s Spirit Vision, the Black Tulip only had one living person. It was the man dressed like a captain, who was silently standing on

hat with a white skull and feathers on it. He wore a lace-trimmed white shirt and a heavy and magnificent

were hidden within. The holes that depicted his eyes, nose, and mouth had cold lines that left one

rumored image of Admiral

are his first mate, second mate, third mate, and boatswain? Klein was first surprised at the lack of living personnel on the Black

crew, only the minimum number of personnel were used to enter these

Tulip clearly turned

silver

came

a

Black Tulip produced a second volley of bombarding cannon

the target of

Fire Ravens instantly condensed as they accurately flew out to

Boom! Boom! Boom!

debris scattered, it was as though dozens of fireworks were

no way he could block them all. It would be pretty impressive if he could trigger half of them… Sigh, when I use Flame Controlling, I can only deal with one cannonball at a time… As Klein sighed, the Black Tulip ceased its bombardment

gigantic sailboats which was dyed with golden sunlight rapidly turned

which had rotten flesh dangling from them as dark red or cold flames emerged,

kinds of undead creatures floated on the surface of the sea in dense numbers as they charged forward like an

the Sun Wraiths which were obliterating the grayish-black flesh, and he knew that Admiral of Stars was at a critical moment in dealing with the terrifying monster. All he could do was

about to press his hands onto the shipboard to create scarlet flames that spread outwards to prevent the invasion of the undead army, he was surprised to see