Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 837: The Hangers

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As the crimson moonlight dimmed, a thought surfaced in Klein’s mind:

The crimson moon is about to be covered by fog again!

Just as this thought appeared, the indistinct, loitering figures outside vanished as though they had evaporated into thin air. The beast-like growls also came to a halt.

The environment has been restored to its previous state… Demoness of Despair Panatiya can move about freely again… Mr. A will no longer have any qualms about the danger outside. He can unleash a barrage of attacks to capture his prey… Klein instantly came to a conclusion as he raised his right index finger and snapped, igniting the leaves of a tree tens of meters away.

He wanted to open up a gap with Mr. A to prevent himself from getting sicker. At the same time, he wanted to determine if he should take the risk of entering the ancient cathedral.

With respect to his present situation, Klein already had a plan in mind. It was to use Mr. A’s potent and multifarious abilities to draw Panatiya’s attention. After all, to her, a Shepherd and a Marionettist weren’t any different when it came to meat quality. They could both fill her stomach, so her priority was definitely on who was easier to deal with.

When the time comes, both parties would definitely engage in a battle, and Klein needed to find an opportunity to strike down Panatiya!

Just as the scarlet flame soared and engulfed Klein, he saw Mr. A turn into a shadow and meld into the surroundings once again. It was unknown where he hid himself.

He ran… ran… Aren’t you the crazy Mr. A? Shouldn’t you continue pursuing your prey? Why did you run… Klein’s gaze froze as he couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

His figure vanished amidst the flames before appearing in flames tens of meters away.

Just as Klein leaped out of the fire, he felt his forehead burning once again. His lungs felt heavy as his breathing became rapid and difficult.

Plague!

Demoness of Despair Panatiya had spread her plague once again!

To Klein, this beautiful lady in a pure white robe had already floated somewhere in midair at some point in time, walking towards him.

Beneath her feet were countless transparent and thin lines that formed a spider’s web. They were connected to the surrounding buildings and trees, fully covering half the street.

In the eyes of this demigod-level Demoness, the intense hunger pangs were gone. The obvious bloodshot look in her eyes wasn’t there, and the way she looked at Gehrman Sparrow was one of insanity and teasing. It was as though she wanted to drain his ability to resist, bit by bit, making him feel the deepest, most heavy, and most painful despair.

Klein held back his urge to cough as he snapped his fingers again, causing the tree beside the cathedral to burst into flames.

His figure was immediately engulfed by the fire as he rapidly faded away and appeared above the tree. He had appeared amidst the gorgeous flames.

Right on the heels of that, Klein hurriedly jumped to the ground, somersaulting to the side of the ancient cathedral.

he found that his feet, thighs, and waist were covered in

the horror within him. He followed his plan, and he

his left hand turned

Klein passed through the thick,

where he was standing had a black fireball smash into the wall, just a little too slow. It splashed

the ancient cathedral’s spire, swirling ravens opened

“Waaa!”

“Waaa!”

“Waaa!”

the dark cathedral. Bit by bit,

…

see anything, as it was darker than the outside. As the frost melted, and

could see, there were figures

They were all humans!

were dressed in black classical robes, others in brown jackets. Some were wearing very fluffy skirts, while others

boorish looks, others handsome with cut facial features. Some of them were beautiful, others

undergoing a curing process. They hung from above,

doubted that this place was extremely

to leave to avoid danger the moment anything happened. He would then pass through the wall if he was discovered by the

Whoosh!

through the cathedral as the figures and corpses turned around, facing

like ropes that

gasp as he pressed

to sway like wind chimes. They

“Hornacis… Flegrea…

“Hornacis… Flegrea…

“Hornacis… Flegrea…”

Klein’s ears

was the raving that he had heard during

the foggy town. It came

not only was Klein’s scalp tingling, he even felt

the Evernight which vanished? Don’t tell me that I really am on the mountain? However, why would it be inside this cathedral?

and had seen the source of the ravings, he believed that escaping

simple search. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even know

gold coin to quickly do a divination, Klein tapped his molars gently and activated his Spirit Vision. He looked up at the hanging figures

colors… They aren’t dead yet?

his left thumb on the first segment of his index finger, planning to observe the Spirit

dilated because the Spirit Body Threads

extended in the same direction—the peak of the ancient cathedral. There wasn’t a