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.

constantly fought, often clashing at the psyche level. The main persona, which was more inclined towards the darkness,

good side to call for help? As a saint of the Aurora Order, he might very well have advanced from a Shepherd, so it’s nothing

Lee turned his head at Gehrman Sparrow with a

ask your captain, not me… Klein

don’t have

too many

to deal with a demigod. Although the good side would definitely

Future, to make any actual attempts wasn’t impossible. But if Leomaster were so easily rescued and have him become a completely good

is at causes one’s spirit to dissociate, so much so that Queen Mystic doesn’t even dare challenge it… Leomaster’s dream was only partially restored. It nearly made me face a situation I couldn’t deal with. Finally, I resolved the problem quickly with the Sea God Scepter. If I were to meet him in the real world, I’d really

lot. “Perhaps the fellow who’s asking

his eyes suddenly lit

imprint

Doyle replied

ends of Frank Lee’s mouth cracked open bit by bit as

always been very curious about the flesh and blood

similar flesh and blood

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

nearly translucent from the paleness, was taken aback for two seconds before sincerely saying, “Thank

scratched

worth trusting… The corners

…

In the half-collapsed

stood by the side of the ecclesiastic in white and softly asked, “Who are the

is the

“Who tempted Sasrir?”

he continued prostrating to the ground. He repeated his words of penitence as though he was an

evil spirit? Derrick looked in that direction, feeling somewhat

no response from the ecclesiastic, Colin reached out his right hand, inching his silver

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

his silver sword as he surveyed the area with dark green

altar ahead as he cast his gaze onto the candle emitting a yellow

seconds of silence, he reached out his left hand

of the altar suddenly turned dim as the prostrating white-robed man finally stopped his

a gloomy green, and his gaze was

Haim, and Joshua could react in time, the devout ecclesiastic had pounced forward with an exceedingly

diagonally forward with his right foot, turned his

sword, spots of light soared, instantly

of light swept the surroundings, leaving the ecclesiastic frozen

whose body had been

“Who are the Kings?