Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 671: The Fourth Name

Strange item? Klein instantly felt a headache, but he asked with an unperturbed expression, “What is it?”

“Fish with human fingers growing in them!” Without waiting for Gehrman Sparrow’s reply, Frank ran into the dining hall. Before long, he ran back and held a strange bluish-black fish in his hand.

The fish was of normal length. In the space where its eyes were, it had a face resembling a human. Its belly had been dissected, and three bloody fingers could be seen stuffed inside.

“It wasn’t inserted by me. It was originally like that! Look at its teeth. It’s very unlikely that it will eat something like that, so it can only be the case of the fingers producing themselves! Of course, I’m currently unable to determine what the fingers will do to its body,” Frank hurriedly explained his judgment.

Klein glanced at the fish and said after some deliberation, “It might also be stuffed inside by someone.”

“… Makes sense. Then it’s not the most unique fish.” Frank was stunned for a second as he appeared somewhat disappointed. “Fingers are considered flesh and blood. I’ll ask Heath. He’s an expert on such matters.”

As he spoke, he surveyed the area and found Heath Doyle who was huddled in a corner eating.

Frank quickly went over and placed the bluish-black fish before Bloodless.

Heath Doyle extended his hands and pressed his face to the fish.

Upon seeing this scene, Frank had a baffling feeling that something was amiss.

He soon reacted and laughed.

“No, this isn’t food for you. You’ve been eating fish all this time to the point that even your body smells of fish.

“What I meant was to ask if you know the fingers inside the fish’s stomach? Can you find its original owner?”

Heath Doyle stopped his leaning actions and carefully studied it for a few seconds.

“They belong to a Rose Bishop’s, at least a Rose Bishop’s.”

He took out the three bloody fingers and stacked them together.

After a brief moment, the fingers melted like wax, turning into a puddle of sticky flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood squirmed as they drew a word in blood-red: “Help!”

Fingers from a Rose Bishop… “Help”… Upon seeing this scene, Klein instantly made some connections.

He recalled the Saint of Darkness and Leomaster from the dream world!

This Aurora Order saint was in a particular ruin, and he was affected by the remnant powers of an angel or deity of the Spectator pathway, causing him to dissociate and transform into a kind character. This resulted in him being trapped there.

the psyche level. The main persona, which was more inclined towards the darkness, gradually held the advantage as the good personality hid everywhere in

of the Aurora Order, he might very well have advanced from a Shepherd, so it’s nothing strange to have the Beyonder powers of a Rose Bishop… Klein nodded in thought,

How?” Frank Lee turned his head at Gehrman Sparrow with

should ask your captain, not me… Klein

have

many oddities

he needed to make preparations to deal with a demigod. Although the good side would definitely interfere with it, all it could do

have him become a completely good Saint of Darkness, Klein believed that the queen would’ve long done so. The reason why she didn’t take action had to be because

to meet him in the real world, I’d really suffer a dissociation in personality, becoming a member of an asylum. I would have to find

Lee trusted Gehrman Sparrow a lot. “Perhaps the fellow who’s asking for help is long

his eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at Heath

out the mental imprint

Doyle replied

cracked open bit by bit as he smiled like a two-hundred-pound

been very curious about the flesh and

the outcome of using similar flesh and

your experiments. Thankfully, I’ll be leaving this ship soon… Klein had

translucent from the paleness, was taken aback for two seconds before sincerely

Frank Lee scratched his head, looking

worth trusting… The corners of Klein’s mouth twitched a bit in an attempt to interpret the reason. He realized that the Future’s

…

In the

side of the ecclesiastic in white

is the

“Who tempted Sasrir?”

didn’t seem to hear him as he continued prostrating to the ground. He repeated his words of penitence as though he was

Derrick looked in

his right hand, inching his silver

blade tip reaching the back of his head, the ecclesiastic remained in

sword as he surveyed the area with dark green symbols in

as he cast his gaze onto the

few seconds of silence, he reached out his left hand and extinguished the entirety

the altar suddenly turned dim as the prostrating white-robed man

head. It was a gloomy green, and his gaze

Haim, and Joshua could react in time, the devout ecclesiastic had pounced

step diagonally forward with his right foot, turned his body halfway, and swept backward with the silver sword

the sword, spots of light

surroundings,

whose body

“Who are the Kings?