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.

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

Aurora Order, he might very well have advanced from a

Lee turned his head at Gehrman Sparrow with a blank

ask your captain, not me… Klein

have to

are too many oddities with

he needed to make preparations to deal with a demigod. Although the good side would definitely interfere with it, all it could do was lower the Saint of Darkness’s strength to a certain

a completely good

Sea God Scepter. If I were 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 a way to borrow the

a lot. “Perhaps the fellow who’s asking

his eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at Heath

out the mental imprint left on

Doyle

bit by bit as he

always been very curious about the flesh and blood structure of a

similar flesh and blood as the

this ship soon… Klein had the baffling impression

was taken aback

scratched his head, looking

the experimental subject. You are a partner worth trusting… The

…

Town. In the half-collapsed

in

is the

“Who tempted Sasrir?”

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

wraith, specter, or an evil spirit? Derrick looked in

his right hand, inching his silver sword

of his head,

retracted his silver sword as he surveyed the area with dark green

the altar ahead as he

his left hand and

deity statue in the middle of the altar suddenly turned dim as the prostrating white-robed man finally

head. It was a gloomy green, and his gaze was

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 in his left

spots of light soared, instantly forming a gigantic

the surroundings, leaving the ecclesiastic frozen in midair

storm quickly came to an end as Colin looked at the ecclesiastic whose body had been infused with the light of dawn. Then, he repeated his previous

“Who are the Kings?