Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 813: Tyrant

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Aside from the Sailor pathway’s Raging Blow, Alger knew that he didn’t have any powers that were adequate against the six-winged gargoyle’s strong body due to its immunity to lightning strikes.

Of course, directly creating a resonance with its hearing organs and Body of Heart and Mind through the use of his singing was the most effective method. If this encounter had been anywhere else, Alger definitely would’ve exploited the gargoyle’s great weight and lack of agility to circle around it. Then, as he sang to affect it, he would attack the same spot with sharp wind blades, slowly grinding away at his enemy through the cumulative damage over time.

But now, he was in a catacomb, and due to the environment’s limitations, any acts of directly avoiding it would only cause the gargoyle to turn its gaze to Gehrman Sparrow. It would then attack the crazy adventurer with its eight-meter-long trident, preventing him from seizing the opportunity to finish off the three deceased bodies. And most important of all, Alger suspected that his “singing” will have more adverse effects on Gehrman Sparrow than what the gargoyle was capable of.

Bang!

The stone trident crashed heavily into the ground, blasting open an exaggerated crater. It left the catacomb shaking as if an earthquake had happened. As for Alger, he didn’t attempt to parry it. With the help of strong winds, he dodged to the right and soared up, agilely dodging the gargoyle’s attack as he dashed for the monster’s head.

At that moment, he saw the grayish-white eyes which burned with flames.

Alger’s mind turned sluggish as his body instantly stiffened. He had the feeling of being petrified again, but his skin didn’t show signs of spreading grayish-white colors.

Thanks to the inertia, he continued soaring upwards, but he wasn’t able to brandish his dagger. He slammed straight into the gargoyle’s head before loudly being repelled backward, his body aching in pain.

The heavy grayish-white trident reflected in his eyes again as his thoughts were sluggish, making it impossible for him to put up any effective resistance.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him to the side.

Bang!

Rubble flew as sparks were produced. The gargoyle’s heavy trident had blasted open a huge crater again.

Alger’s body trembled as his vision regained its clarity while his thoughts were rapidly restored back to normal.

He was like someone who woke up from an irresistible nightmare which he was helpless against as he regained control over his body.

Only then did he realize that Gehrman Sparrow had appeared by his side. There were still remnant flashes of lighting and sizzling sounds in the corner where the three deceased bodies were.

“Do not lock gazes with it. Attack its chest.” As Klein pulled Alger away quickly in a bid to dodge the stone trident, he succinctly advised his companion.

Alger had personally experienced and witnessed many battles, so without further explanation from Gehrman Sparrow, he knew what the latter meant. He stopped receiving aid as he nimbly circled to the gargoyle’s flank.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

over him, before soaring high up with the help of the strong gales to dodge the

Whoosh!

hurricane pushed Alger towards the gargoyle’s

process, he closed his eyes, pulled back his right

ability to judge distances as a Seafarer,

blades and sizzling lightning were emitted along with

Bang!

heavily struck the gargoyle’s chest, producing an explosive effect. It caused the gargoyle stone to be covered in fine cracks as silver

his dagger exploded, turning into countless fragments that

recoil sent Alger flying back. In midair, he saw through the corner of his eye that the hatted Gehrman Sparrow had at some point in time circled to

raised his hand and aimed the black barrel right

Bang!

a loud echo, a bullet tore through the pit in the gargoyle’s

the grayish-white stone monster convulsed a

a brief pause, it collapsed like a mountain,

had delivered a lethal

maintained his

for the spoils of war. He immediately turned around and headed for the charred area

with nearly half its body gone had stood up. Bolts of

its left arm and right leg,

so, it didn’t sleep in peace. It was still attempting to fuse with the surrounding flesh and blood in order to obtain a stronger

used Lightning Storm, which he had recorded from the Sea God Scepter. Even if the act of recording had reduced its might, it was definitely the Beyonder

onto the smooth surface of Azik’s copper whistle before attempting to reflect onto

Klein sensed a tyrannical and high-level

repelled as it couldn’t help but lose

and created a spiraling wind around the deceased body, hoping to restrain its actions. However, the wind didn’t sweep inwardly, as though it was afraid of something. It was

the duo.

and precisely flipped Leymano’s Travels

had recorded, one belonging to a Sequence 7

notebook, the shadows around the deceased body suddenly came to life and manifested chains that shackled it

his opponent’s brief pause, Klein raised

white—immediately appeared in

the white, Klein

Bang!