Lord of the Mysteries

On the steep and long rocky staircase, the crimson moonlight illuminated its midsection, leaving rather thick shadows along its sides.

Enzo was like a normal pedestrian at night, walking a little anxiously but without showing any signs of being flustered. He had a deep faith in his excellent good luck, being a winner in life, one that wouldn’t be caught by the Nighthawks.

Seeing that he would be done after a few more flights of steps, Enzo, who was once a Monster, suddenly sensed something as he turned his head to look at the shadows in the lowest point of the staircase.

He then saw a figure sitting there in a daze. His looks and figure appeared rather indistinct due to the lighting, and he was dressed in the standard outfit of someone from East Balam.

The figure took out a box of matchsticks and struck a match to light up the surroundings.

Enzo didn’t bother sizing up the person when he suddenly saw a scene before his eyes.

The figure threw a matchstick over as though he was gifting him something. And when the matchstick approached, it suddenly burst into a ridiculous inferno as a man wearing a formal suit and top hat walked out!

Seeing scenes he shouldn’t see, and hearing sounds he shouldn’t hear, were a daily occurrence for a Monster. Having become a Winner, Enzo was already used to all of this. Without any thought, he fully believed in his intuition and lunged forward, jumping off the staircase and making two rolls onto the lower street.

At the same time, the brown-skinned marionette, Oaf, suddenly stood up. After bending his back, he hurled the matchstick in his hand at the location where Enzo was previously standing.

Before the matchstick hit the ground, scarlet flames extended out into midair in a resplendent and brilliant manner.

Amidst the flames, Klein’s black-suited figure with a half top hat leaped out. However, he had lost sight of his target.

Klein had discovered someone rapidly coming down the staircase about ten seconds ago as though he was hiding from something. Suspecting that this was his new marionette, he immediately did a dream divination and obtained the revelation that the man was related to the Rose School of Thought and wasn’t anyone good.

With such a result, Klein didn’t hesitate to take action. Unfortunately, due to the lack of time, he didn’t have the time to use Paper Angel which had been recorded in Creeping Hunger to interfere with the target’s spiritual intuition, and as a result, it made his ambush fail.

At this moment, Oaf had already left the final flight of steps on the staircase. He was running with large strides towards Enzo, who had just stood up.

Enzo’s mind stirred. Without dodging, he nimbly turned his body to the side, avoiding the ordinary attack.

Then, he drew his gun and quickly aimed. With a bang, he shot Oaf’s chest.

As blood gushed out, Oaf staggered for a moment before collapsing. His breathing rapidly weakened.

Klein took this brief opportunity as his body vanished, phasing right in front of the target to block his escape route.

an inexplicable strange premonition. He

a Mid-Sequence

but

speeds, often blocking his path but not dealing any direct attacks. Whether he used Beyonder powers

an instant, Enzo with his eyes clothes even imagined that he was facing a group of enemies

Traveler was often able to create

jolted. His actions instantly slowed down as his mind and joints seemed to be

a distance of ten meters from Enzo! He had been secretly controlling his Spirit Body Threads all

not because… he is waiting… for the Nighthawks… but for… another reason… Enzo, who still had his eyes shut, felt his heart tighten. Suddenly, he stepped onto a rock, causing his body to lose balance. He slammed heavily to the

Plop!

pain and shock had snapped Enzo out of

As a Winner, he often obtained an advantage due to all kinds of

hesitation, he was just about to dash towards the end of the street to his side and flip over the fence to jump into the sea, allowing what fate had arranged for him

to the point of not

my escape route in order to keep me in this area; thus, infecting me with ailments in an unnoticeable manner! Enzo’s heart skipped a beat as he

ring he wore came from a believer of the Primordial Moon. Upon activation, it could easily treat any ailments or injuries

Exerting strength in his palms, he lunged forward and followed his predetermined

took two steps, he

it was worsening as though he was about to cough out his

behind the target while he maintained ten

arms and allowed invisible waves to ripple out of his

storm that swept all Spirit Bodies in the vicinity, bringing with it an intense sense of drowsiness

for danger. The moment Enzo spread his arms, his body had already vanished from his spot and had appeared in the midsection of the

eyes closed, Enzo realized that he didn’t receive his desired effect. He immediately abandoned the idea of escaping after finishing his target. He continued running towards the fence at the end

a hunch that if he stalled a little longer, a number of Nighthawks would catch up to him, making

as a former Lucky One and a Winner, the more chaotic a situation, the higher

as he had repeatedly changed directions while running blindly, he once again passed by Oaf, who had been

finger was a golden ring with

flashed from the beam as Oaf’s injuries began recovering. He bounced up and widened his mouth, biting down on Enzo who was

it transformed into a blob

Flower of Blood!

randomly allow the wearer to abandon any rationality in order to become a beast. On the other hand, it could allow the wearer to control their body at a deeper level. As long as they didn’t suffer from instant death or become completely purified,

time, it also came with flesh and blood magic.

new marionette, he didn’t know which pathway or Sequence his target would be. Therefore, to make well-rounded preparations, he made Oaf wear the Flower of Blood