Lord of the Mysteries

After hearing Sherlock Moriarty’s plan, Sharron didn’t say anything apart from nod her head once in agreement.

Klein immediately took out a steel-gray metal mask and wore it, only revealing his eyes and nostrils.

Similarly, Sharron and Maric wore similar masks as well.

However, they had different reasons for the disguise. For the Wraith and Zombie, it was solely to prevent themselves from being recognized by the Loen military; thus, curtailing their ability to be active in Backlund. As for a Faceless, the act of wearing a mask hid his pathway’s trait of being able to change appearances. It was a form of misdirection for the Loen military’s and Rose School of Thought’s subsequent investigations. After all, they would follow normal logic. Since your face was fake to begin with, why would you do the unnecessary act of wearing a mask?

After waiting for a while, a dull whistle sounded as a ship cruised into the port in the darkness.

Klein returned to the vent, raised the telescope, and cast his gaze at the heavily guarded harbor.

He soon saw a hybrid sailboat with a chimney slowing down as it docked. Meanwhile, two squads of soldiers in red tops and white pants ran over in an orderly fashion with rifles in hand before standing on two sides of a path.

Before long, a gangway was lowered, and people from the ship began alighting.

First were sailors carrying wooden crates. Following that, it was a young man dressed in a major’s uniform. He held a small casket made of crystal with a heavy expression. Surrounding him were several members of the ship’s crew.

The crew were holding lanterns, illuminating the casket from various angles; thus, accentuating what was inside.

In it was a human skull without any flesh and blood left. It had a strange luster swirling under the light!

The group of people moved at a rather slow speed, as though they were constantly taking note of the angles of illumination to not leave any dark spots.

After they got off the ship, they followed the path to the nearest cargo rail where a steam locomotive was waiting there like a giant serpent. In the cabin behind, a man in a black formal suit walked out.

He was carrying a huge iron bucket, and diagonally above, one could see that it contained layers of ice blocks.

For a second, Klein nearly imagined that there was a bottle of wine inside the ice blocks, just like how alcohol was presented amongst high society and high-end restaurants. However, he soon saw what was embedded in the ice.

It was a hand made purely out of gold!

Unlike the group of people, the man carrying the bucket moved very quickly. Beads of perspiration kept dripping from his forehead as the contact between his palms and the metal surface produced mist.

He seemed to be worried that the ice would completely melt before he arrived at his destination.

The military managed to plunder quite a number of Sealed Artifacts at the Star Highlands, Paz Valley, and Haagenti Plains… Klein sighed poignantly as he patiently waited for Tutanssess II’s sarcophagus to appear.

Another ten plus minutes passed when, situated in the distance, Klein, Sharron, and Maric heard heavy footsteps.

It was like a giant walking over a hollow deck.

in black full-body armor carried a golden sarcophagus

and masks. It appeared ancient and mysterious, with the rich flair

sounded as a pitch-black metal capstan slowly rotated, lowering the steel cables and hook down. People began securing

heavy sarcophagus was hung up, moving towards a

had the pressure on them relieved as they sat

of the

blood streamed out in increasing

Thud!

“knight” fell backward, his helmet falling off, revealing mangled flesh and a head whose

wearing armor with augmented blessings, it’s unable to completely avoid being cursed… Klein sighed silently as he cast his gaze to the golden sarcophagus which was being slowly lowered onto

harbor didn’t have any horses. Standing around the carriage were four “knights” in the

the carriage in preparation to

this moment, the wheels of the carriage suddenly begun spinning as it maintained its balance and began moving towards the

it seemed

up as his gaze turned

path. The carriage without any horses dragged the golden sarcophagus as it moved towards an empty spot

scene as described

a steel monster with a chimney, cannon, and machine gun turned around as a deep voice

“Possession is prohibited here.”

was said, the carriage which was moving by itself lost its drive. After drawing

a white robe with golden threads was outlined in midair. He had pale-yellow

brown eyes had irrepressible maleficence and madness. His rather thick lips were pierced with dense, patterned golden nails

description of the characteristics and portrait, Klein instantly recognized him to be an important member of the Rose School of Thought, one of the leaders of the Highland’s rebel army,

appeared, he cast his gaze to the steel monster that had issued the command. He completely ignored

previous attempt was apparently to determine the location of the

raised his right hand

shot out like bullets as they

Mahmosi opened his

any light. He discovered the gigantic steam chariot seemed to warp

with glazed eyes and messy

blob of

cleaving through all the chaos and evilness. The squirming flesh and blood began forming a humanoid figure, returning to its

a black-haired, golden-eyed man

and cannons that were aiming at him to rise into the sky as

took out a cloth

be made of old cloth. There were obvious stains and specks of blood. Its eyes had been dug out, leaving

target of reference was none other than the demigod from the Loen military. Its eye sockets were aimed straight at the man

right hand emit a crystalline beam of light as he vanished from his spot, phasing to the back

doll’s transformation didn’t