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.

glanced at him and

Klein spoke out

with bad luck as a sore sight. He was just short

Alright.” Anderson raised his arms. “I’ll just drink

the cabin before

ancient Hermes.

soothed him. He picked up a pen and paper he brought from

it seven times, Klein completely leaned down, using the front of the bathtub as a pillow before

saw a zombie rotting in several parts of the deck. The blue Murloc Cufflink was embedded in the flesh of

deck, it was pitch-black. It was impossible to tell where the ship

on the Black Tulip… Klein opened his eyes and came to the

Hell wouldn’t discover it. This way, I can use this cufflink to lock

if he discovers it. As long as Ludwell doesn’t throw the cufflink away, and there isn’t too much of a delay in time, I can use it to locate his ship. However,

divination disruption later to prevent Admiral Hell from locking onto me with the

item left behind by the ancient Death. Yes, I should write to Mr. Azik and inform him of this. Klein

first adjusted his inventory and washed his clothes before unfolding a piece of paper,

looking at the objects on it, Klein hesitated when he extended

Azik’s copper whistle and placed it into a small metallic box.

on summoning the messenger only after he left these

loss this time. Thankfully, I finished digesting the Faceless potion. I can

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

must’ve been left behind later; otherwise, it’s impossible that a deity can’t

of the eight ancient gods in the Second Epoch wielded the authority of the

“Their” subsidiary gods, such as Giant Queen, Goddess of Harvest Omebella, or Goddess of

the Second Epoch? Klein knew too little about the battlefield of the gods, so he could only mainly guess and have some fanciful

some paper figurines

Pa!

the paper

air as the paper figurine burnt to

above the gray fog to respond. He could use the Black Emperor’s card to stir the powers of the

a suspected existence’s spying,

the room, he put on Creeping Hunger and Tinder, and he slowly walked to the deck, prepared to seriously observe his surroundings, so as to not

he saw a seated Anderson Hood leaning against a wooden alcohol barrel. He had a gloomy expression as his aura was converged. It was as though he was in thought or feeling

kept to his promise and has been silently drinking? Klein mumbled to himself as

as though he was in a reverie,

aback as

“…” Anderson fell speechless.

of him not detecting the problem with the alcohol? The corners of Klein’s lips twitched as

deck, many sailors were gathered together, watching Nina take on the duty as a Lord of Storms priest. She was holding a wake