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.

aware of his opponent’s

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… His vision and hearing can’t be too bad either… As Emlyn viewed his opponent with scorn, he consumed a potion and sprayed out a liquid to cover his

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

was bronze-green in color had suddenly appeared out of

began flipping itself almost silently before fixing onto a white page that was filled with

vanished, the surroundings brightened up

was the disruption ability of an

inch as it was completely concealed by

plans. He lightened his footsteps and silently

once again before being flipped to the Door Opening

immediately resounded in Emlyn’s mind as it “prompted” him to reach out a hand

same time, Emlyn cautiously pulled back Leymano’s Travels into

he saw a ghostly-blue, incorporeal, blurry door appear before his eyes. It was embedded in the

ear to hear the goings-on inside the house, he took a sniff of the air before taking a step forward. He then passed through the ghostly-blue door as if he

and three wooden beds

inside

ghostly-blue door behind Emlyn, it had long vanished as if it

surveying the area, Emlyn caught sight of his

good-looking mixed-blood. He had long hair that reached his shoulders, and his eyes were a little red, as though he didn’t fully acquire the eyes of a

he was sitting by the side of the bed, staring at the door;

commotion. He took out Leymano’s Travels which he ensured was in a blind spot, and he flipped to a page that left his

of ancient and distorted symbols and patterns. Together, they constructed a figure that looked like

Emlyn slid his finger

lightning illuminated the room as if it was

smote Galis Kevin on the head, charring the Primordial Moon believer instantly. His body convulsed as

silver bolts of lightning continued snaking around while Emlyn’s figure surfaced behind the frozen target’s back. He

Kacha!

head and tossed the body away, eliminating the possibility of letting his opponent heal himself

Pa!

headless corpse collapsed to the ground

artificial vampire lost its

with disbelief. He realized that Galis Kevin didn’t

breeze? Although Emlyn was proud, he didn’t believe that he could finish off an artificial vampire that easily. However,

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 passing through the wall. Those were key to my success… After a few seconds

of matching Beyonder powers, as well

Emlyn reined in his thoughts and looked at the blood that gushed out of Galis Kevin. His throat couldn’t help but