Lord of the Mysteries

One syllable after another of distorted, incomprehensible, jarring, and indecipherable words slowly spewed out of Klein’s mouth. It made the hurricane produced by the bronze door’s terrifying suction force to instantly calm down, cloaking the already dim surroundings with a deeper gloom.

Only at this moment did he know that the Beyonder power which Admiral Hell Ludwell had just used was known as the Language of the Dead. It could circumvent the protection of one’s flesh and blood, so as to target the Spirit Body.

It belonged to an advancement in a Spirit Medium’s powers. It could go from direct communication with spirits to that of commandeering, to the point of enslavement!

Living creatures were unable to understand the resounding language. Ludwell couldn’t help but freeze on the spot. A transparent layer rapidly surfaced on his pirate captain attire.

His spirit was being tugged at by an illusory power!

At this moment, the black, square-shaped ring on Ludwell’s left index finger produced a faint glow.

The minute portion of his Spirit Body which had been forcefully drawn out had returned to his body as the two fused back into one.

Ding!

With his right hand, Ludwell drew the thin rapier hanging by his waist.

It was iron-black in color, and its tip gathered the surrounding light, turning into a dark point.

Admiral Hell suddenly took a step forward and with vigorous wind currents, he suddenly closed the distance between him and Klein. Immediately, he thrust out the rapier in his hand at lightning speed!

The bronze door which was covered with mysterious patterns remained standing erected in its original spot. It didn’t vanish because of Ludwell’s retracting of his left hand and subsequent actions. This was different from the similar-looking ability that Miss Sharron had previously cast using a mystical item.

Oof!

The black rapier pierced through Klein in an unavoidable manner.

Klein’s figure rapidly crumpled into a piece of paper. Its surface turned yellow and dry, as though it had been weathered for thousands of years.

The hurricane brought about by the bronze door completely pulverized the paper figurine.

In midair, Klein jumped out of the darkness as he held a huge handful of charms from the Sea God domain.

“Storm!”

He quickly shouted in ancient Hermes as the tin flakes lit up individually as they sacrificed themselves to Sea God. This also meant that if Klein wished so, he could recycle most of the materials and use it multiple times until the metals could no longer withstand the spirituality.

Whoosh!

Blue wind blades shot out as the surrounding waters sprayed out heavy waves that were as tall as the ship. As Klein didn’t attempt or have the time to distinguish between the different kinds of charms, while these attacks inundated Ludwell, the extraordinary effects also augmented Admiral Hell. He was given augmented effects like Underwater Breathing, underwater mobility, flight, and pressure resistance, none of which were useful at that moment.

Ludwell suddenly opened his mouth and produced a silent screech. He then struck the waves beside him as countless wind blades temporarily froze in midair.

black, square-shaped ring on his index finger produced a sinister and eerie glow that instantly

Whoosh!

feeling, instantly swelled

up. The

at the door from the air, heading straight for the strange

bronze door with Light of Holiness to catch a breather, but he

augmented by the ridiculous suction forces generated by the door. It flew by Klein and smashed at the

Boom!

as they rained down, but all it did was make the bronze door quake a little and dim

took the opportunity

up as scarlet flames

side of the

midair in a rather awkward manner. He held a burning-white spear in

arrived, but he just appeared unaccustomed to

saw this scene, the pale-white

expected that the Future had two other powerhouses at the pirate admiral level apart from

pressed down on his face, surprisingly taking off

light suddenly spewed out from behind the mask, causing endless silence to instantly spread out from the black, square-shaped ring

and lifted it off the deck and into the

silence as it rapidly burgeoned to more than thirty

there, erect like an entrance to another world, one completely different from the

Creak!

bronze door opened as unspeakable darkness surged out and enveloped the Black Tulip’s

focus on his attacks as he quickly took out the correct

swept over and lifted him above the

the bronze door, ten meters a time, as it sailed

bow as he looked up into the sky. His face

a mental note of these two hunters, but he didn’t make any further attempts to attack.

hesitate to throw out the burning-white spear in

entered the region enclosed by darkness and

Klein was first stunned before he recalled that Azik’s copper

world with no way to stop them, Klein threw

whistle. This item which kept changing hands finally burst into a scarlet flame due to the matchsticks tied to

figure surfaced there and grabbed Azik’s

he had made for

to prevent any mishaps from happening, such as the matchsticks being pulled away by the undead creatures, he had also coated the copper whistle with an

Pa!

have the luxury of time to retract his hand that grabbed the copper whistle. He immediately snapped his

transparent, rotting, pale, or illusory