Lord of the Mysteries

Backlund, North Borough, Saint Samuel Cathedral.

The cardinal of the Church of Storms, archbishop of the Backlund diocese, Deep Blue Officiant Randall Valentinus descended amidst the wind, landing inside the steeple with a huge clock to the left.

He donned a black robe with the Storm symbol and had thick facial hair. His hair was short and stood up, colored in a dark blue that was almost black.

This muscular demigod cast his gaze to the other side and said to the figure who was already waiting there, “Horamick, do you know what happened? Why did Anthony suddenly invite us over here?”

The person he spoke to was dressed in a white priest robe and a clergyman’s bonnet. He had a genial and mild expression, and he was none other than the Church of Steam’s Divine Council member, archbishop of the Backlund diocese, the demigod, Horamick Haydn.

Upon hearing Randall’s question, Horamick calmly replied, “I didn’t arrive here much earlier than you. In fact, I only left the laboratory for a few minutes.”

He wasn’t only a clergyman but also a famous scientist. He was an emeritus professor at Backlund University’s physics department.

Randall Valentinus was just about to say something when he suddenly saw a figure walk up the narrow spiral staircase and arrive at the peak in the darkness that the crimson moon wasn’t able to illuminate.

This figure was dressed in a black clergyman robe with red accents. By his chest hung five Dark Sacred Emblems. He was clean-shaven, and his eyes were deep, dark, and tranquil. He was none other than one of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of Evernight, Backlund diocese’s person-in-charge, Saint Anthony Stevenson.

“Is there something that can’t wait until daybreak? Or do people from the Church of Evernight enjoy discussing matters at night?” Deep Blue Officiant Randall Valentinus asked.

Anthony came to a stop after walking up the flight of stairs and said with a serious expression, “A very pressing matter.”

“What is it?” Randall asked immediately.

At this moment, Horamick Haydn also cast his gaze at Anthony Stevenson, awaiting his answer.

In similar situations, Horamick especially liked the existence of people from the Church of Storms. This meant that they would take the initiative to ask questions and that there was no need to be euphemistic. It didn’t require him to say anything else.

Anthony looked at them separately and said, “It’s related to the royal family. I’ll let Ma’am Arianna do the honors.”

Just as he said that, a barefoot, bun-haired female figure in a simple robe with tree bark for a belt quickly outlined itself out of the shadows.

Upon seeing this figure, Randall and Horamick immediately bowed.

“Good evening, Ma’am Arianna.”

Their expressions turned solemn at the same time, for they had a deep understanding of how important and crucial the matter that was happening tonight was.

small matter for a Grounded Angel to

help but be roused up. They realized that they had no idea when

the three Churches, the royal family, and the military enjoyed a certain degree of tacit cooperationGrounded Angels and Grade o Sealed Artifacts

evening, Archbishops,” Arianna answered without any signs

her right hand and grasped

as it transformed into a scene along with the darkness. It was the entire conversation

to have been kept for quite

help but say, “He actually advanced to Sequence 4 and became a

that this deputy director of MI9 was only a Sequence 5 and had relied on a Sealed Artifact with severe negative effects to obtain combat strength at the demigod level. He never expected it to be a

military was greater

Horamick said, “One involves a secret ruin of the Blood Emperor, and with large numbers of people sent in… These two points put together cannot

nodded in agreement. “Let’s

involves the royal family and the king. It’s best if

Holy See referred to their respective Church’s headquarters, the core seat

two archbishops replied without any

feedback from the Sealed Artifacts they carried. Together with Anthony Stevenson

iron-black coat of arms with complicated

there calmly as though “She” wasn’t worried that the guards in the ruins would recognize

Horamick seemed to be in thought. Randall wore a look of calm

the underground ruins, on a strange metal pedestal, a ghostly-blue beam soared

the ghostly blue beam and planned on using a predetermined method to confirm if

didn’t see anything. The area

was none

an eye, the four guards fell into a deep sleep. Anthony, Randall, and Horamick entered the underground ruins

didn’t directly follow the path down. Instead, they passed through the hall, floating in midair as they overlooked

world ruled by darkness. Small amounts of light came from the strange moss growing in different spots, as well as the flaming

their illuminating light, even Beyonders without night vision could grasp

the ground. On the other side, there was a bottomless dark valley as if it were the abyss where devils lived. A road

to interrogate them about the situation inside when a

mustaches grew above his lips, and he had thick brows. His eyes

extremely long, and his attire was unlike the current times. It was as though he lived a

were no stranger to him. He knew that he was

first, his expression

the large number of mysterious