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.

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

from a Shepherd, so it’s nothing

head at Gehrman Sparrow with a

captain, not me… Klein shook

have

are too many oddities with these

this opinion was that, from the dream, Leomaster’s main persona held the absolute advantage. To really rescue him, he needed to make preparations to deal with a demigod. Although

Future, to make any actual attempts wasn’t impossible. But if Leomaster were so easily rescued and have him become a completely good Saint of Darkness, Klein believed that the queen would’ve long done so. The

problem quickly with the 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

lot. “Perhaps the fellow who’s asking for help is long

saying this, his eyes suddenly lit up as

out the mental imprint left on this flesh

Doyle

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

the flesh and blood structure of

similar flesh and blood

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

paleness, was taken aback for two seconds

me?” Frank Lee scratched

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

…

In the half-collapsed

by the side of the ecclesiastic in

the huge

“Who tempted Sasrir?”

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

spirit? Derrick

his right

his head, the ecclesiastic remained in penitence, as though

surveyed the area with dark green

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

a few seconds of silence, he reached out his

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

gloomy green, and his gaze was filled with

time, the devout ecclesiastic had pounced forward with an

prepared for it. He took a step diagonally forward with his right foot,

of light soared,

storm that was formed purely out of light swept the surroundings, leaving the ecclesiastic frozen in

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?