Lord of the Mysteries

Frank Lee sensed the Gehrman Sparrow’s abnormality as he added with a chuckle, “I had planned on providing you some help by throwing some seeds over. Unfortunately, I have no way to throw that far.”

Throw some seeds at the Black Tulip? These waters have the remnant auras of Mother Earth. Beyonder matters in the corresponding domain would mutate and would attack everyone, without identifying friend from foe… I was on the Black Tulip at that moment… Thankfully, you didn’t throw them… Klein suddenly recalled the tragic state the Future had been placed in moments ago and how the dead pirate had grown a watermelon on his head.

Just as he was about to give a minced answer to match Gehrman Sparrow’s persona, he suddenly saw Heath Doyle appear from the shadows, bending his back to vomit.

This Bloodless retched first before his knees went limp as he knelt on the deck.

Ugh! Ugh!

He finally vomited a pool of yellowish-green liquid. Amidst it was a piece of half-rotten grayish-black flesh which was still squirming a little.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Heath Doyle continued vomiting similar items.

Upon seeing this, other than feeling somewhat disgusted, Klein felt significantly relieved. He was originally worried that Rose Bishop Heath Doyle had been corrupted from randomly eating things. But from the looks of it, he had likely isolated what he had eaten without truly digesting it.

As expected of a Rose Bishop who isn’t mad… Klein silently sighed.

Just as he was planning to look away from the vomit, thoughts suddenly flashed in his mind.

Creeping Hunger has already been activated. It needs to be “fed” once within a day. And there aren’t any outsiders here. There’s also no ideal scum… The pirate who died won’t do. Although his partners might not put too much weight on his corpse, Creeping Hunger devours the soul…

I wonder if these pieces of flesh can be treated as “food.” At the very least, it contains a tremendous amount of vitality, a corpse that has been influenced by Mother Earth’s aura…

With this in mind, Klein took two steps forward and came beside Heath Doyle.

He couldn’t bear to look at the puddle of vomit as he instinctively cast his gaze aside towards the grand sea which reflected the sunlight beyond the shipboard.

Then, he reached out to a piece of grayish-black flesh with his left hand.

Creeping Hunger didn’t react as it didn’t crack open a mouth.

Looks like it doesn’t wish to eat it… For now, I can only barely use it to deal with any latent dangers. If I’m still unable to find any suitable food when the day is almost up, I’ll throw it above the gray fog… Klein helplessly retracted his hand as he looked up at the captain’s cabin.

The golden brooch in front of Cattleya bloomed with light once again, materializing a Sun Wraith that cleansed the pieces of grayish-black flesh from Heath Doyle.

This pirate admiral’s expression didn’t seem to change. She only looked slightly tired as the purple hue in her eyes became increasingly obvious.

After confirming that the ship had set sail again, Klein didn’t stay any longer as he prepared to return to his room to change out of his drenched clothes.

and curiously opened his

Klein spoke out before he

therefore, he progressively found the person plagued with bad luck as a

his arms. “I’ll just drink in

him and entered the cabin before returning to his

charm and activated it with ancient Hermes. With a tub of clean water, he

and paper he brought

leaned down, using the front of the bathtub as a pillow before

several parts of the

it was pitch-black. It was impossible to tell

Klein opened his eyes and came

I can use this cufflink to lock onto the Black

too much of a delay in time, I can use it to locate his ship. However, the place to do the divination will have to be

from locking onto me with the

write to Mr. Azik and inform him of this. Klein quickly rinsed his body

himself dry, he switched into the Loen gentleman suit from before. He first adjusted his inventory and washed his clothes before unfolding a piece of paper, taking

the objects on it,

whistle and placed it into a small metallic

planned on summoning the messenger only after he left these waters and

suffered quite a huge loss this time. Thankfully, I finished digesting the

battlefield of gods is different from what I imagined. It actually has the aura

otherwise, it’s impossible that a deity can’t control “Her”

the Second Epoch wielded the authority

Queen, Goddess of Harvest Omebella, or Goddess of

a battle with subsidiary gods participating, or it really wasn’t something from the Second Epoch? Klein knew too little about the battlefield of the gods, so

he began cutting some paper figurines and drew The Fool’s secret

Pa!

the paper figurine and shook

appeared out of thin air as the paper figurine burnt

could obtain the desired effects to a certain extent. If he wished for better effects, he had to go above the gray fog to respond. He could use

interfering with a suspected existence’s

on Creeping Hunger and Tinder, and he slowly walked to the deck, prepared

saw a seated Anderson Hood leaning against a wooden alcohol barrel. He had a gloomy

silently drinking? Klein mumbled to himself

looked up and asked as though he was in

taken aback as he seriously

“…” Anderson fell speechless.

Beyonder powers had even failed him to the point of him not detecting the problem with the alcohol? The corners of Klein’s lips twitched as he

gathered together, watching Nina take on the duty as a Lord of Storms priest. She was