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

saint 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

head

captain, not me… Klein shook his

don’t have to

are too many

deal with a demigod. Although the good side would definitely interfere with it, all it could do was lower the

and 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

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 suffer a dissociation in personality, becoming a member of an asylum. I would have to find a way to borrow the Mental Terror Candle from Father Utravsky to have a chance of being treated… Heh heh. I can also get Miss Justice to treat me, but she’s still lacking in

trusted Gehrman Sparrow a lot. “Perhaps the fellow who’s

lit up

wipe out the mental imprint

Heath Doyle

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

been very curious about the flesh and blood structure of

thought of the outcome of using similar flesh and blood as the medium for

be leaving this ship soon… Klein had the

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

thank me?” Frank Lee scratched his head,

a partner worth trusting… The corners

…

Town. In the half-collapsed

of the ecclesiastic in

the huge

“Who tempted Sasrir?”

prostrating to the ground. He repeated his words

wraith, specter, or an evil spirit? Derrick looked in that direction, feeling

no response from the ecclesiastic, Colin reached out his

his head, the ecclesiastic

Iliad retracted his silver sword as he surveyed the area with

ahead as he cast his gaze onto

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

deity statue in the middle of the altar suddenly turned dim as

It was a gloomy green, and his gaze was filled with

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

already prepared for it. He took a step diagonally forward with his right foot, turned his body halfway, and swept

the sword, spots of light soared,

the surroundings,

came to an end as Colin looked at the ecclesiastic whose body had been infused with the light of dawn. Then,

“Who are the Kings?