Lord of the Mysteries

As a Sanguine who liked to stay home, the number of battles Emlyn had involved himself in could be counted on one hand. Furthermore, he had never attempted fighting in the state of a numbers disadvantage.

Be it his attack on the previous Primordial Moon believer, or resisting Bishop Utravsky from the Harvest Church, he basically had the numerical advantage in being the worst at one-on-one fights.

Thinking back to the failure of his family of three attempting to defeat the half-giant bishop, Emlyn’s expression turned livid as though he had recalled the torture he suffered back at the Harvest Church.

As there weren’t many residents living here, and with Galis Kevin having sharp senses as an artificial vampire, he didn’t dare stay outside the door for too long. He quickly walked past the area and walked to the end of the corridor and hid in the shadows.

What should I do next… Emlyn leaned against random objects that blocked the crimson sunlight as his thoughts rapidly whirled in an attempt to find a solution with his pitiful amounts of experience.

Gradually, the words which The Hanged Man had taught The Sun surfaced in his mind:

“Patience is an important premise when dealing with many situations…

“Only by being able to curb your urges and irascibility will you be able to avoid danger to the greatest extent…

“At times, tolerance is very important…”

Tolerance… Emlyn nodded indiscernibly and knew what he needed to do.

He planned on laying in ambush until Argos left!

As this wasn’t the artificial vampire’s residence, it was certain that he would leave. When the time came, Emlyn could deal with a one-on-one situation.

Patience, tolerance, waiting… Emlyn repeated these words inwardly so as to resist the damage the surroundings were dealing to him.

The air wafting through the first floor of the condominium was filled with the stench of piss, rotting moisture, the unflushed smell of feces, the odor of some of its residents, as well as all kinds of nauseating, unpleasant, and disgusting smells. Mixed together, they were like a poison that ate at Emlyn’s senses.

For the first time in his life, Emlyn wished that he could slice off his nose. He had the feeling as though he was stuck in an abyss or was in hell suffering torture.

Patience… Tolerance… Waiting… he mechanically chanted the principles, finding each second that passed excruciatingly long.

Finally, he saw Galis Kevin’s door open. A thin dark-brown figure walked out. His cheekbones protruded, and he had a high, sharp, and crooked nose. He was none other than the Primordial Moon believer, Argos.

At that moment, his face had patches of swollen festering that looked disgusting.

Indeed, as that young boss, Ian, said, these fellows wear clothes that are clean and tidy, completely unlike the residents of East Borough… Emlyn became spirited as he watched Argos leave the condominium.

After patiently waiting for nearly five minutes, he stood up and decided to take action.

was an artificial vampire, Emlyn was rather aware of his opponent’s strengths and traits. Hence, he had made preparations in a targeted

in such an environment, he might’ve already lost his nose and brains… Besides, his spirituality can’t be weak, and he has an innate instinct that’s geared towards danger…

on the heels of that, by consuming the potion and spraying it on like last time, he hid his body and attire,

bronze-green in color had suddenly appeared out of thin air, as though it had passed through a transparent

fixing onto a white page that was filled

symbols vanished, the surroundings brightened up

was the disruption ability

disappearing inch by inch as

lightened his footsteps and silently arrived outside Galis Kevin’s apartment without approaching

air once again before being flipped to the Door Opening

illusory sound immediately resounded in Emlyn’s mind as it “prompted” him

Emlyn cautiously pulled back Leymano’s Travels

his eyes. It was embedded in the wall,

of the air before taking a step forward. He then

immediately. It was filled with walls covered in stains and three wooden

the inside of Galis

had long vanished as if it had never existed

Emlyn caught sight of his

long hair that reached his shoulders, and his eyes were a little red, as though he didn’t fully acquire the eyes

of the bed, staring at the door;

ensured was in a blind spot, and he flipped to

filled with all kinds of ancient and distorted symbols and patterns. Together, they constructed a

slid his finger across

lightning illuminated the room

sizzling sound was heard as the lightning smote Galis Kevin on the head, charring the Primordial Moon believer instantly. His body convulsed

silver bolts of lightning continued snaking around while Emlyn’s figure surfaced behind the frozen target’s back. He reached out his right palm and

Kacha!

the body away, eliminating the possibility of letting his opponent heal himself with his

Pa!

to the ground as blood sprayed

artificial vampire lost its

He realized that Galis Kevin didn’t realize what was happening even

didn’t believe that he could finish off an

Heh, the premise is that he’s weak to lightning, allowing him to be easily paralyzed… Also, I had interfered with his spiritual intuition ahead of time and avoided attacking him head-on by

potency of matching Beyonder powers, as well as the value of Leymano’s

wonder Mr. Hanged Man was the first one to have thoughts of renting it… Emlyn reined in his thoughts