Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1296 Amateur Astronomer

Eric had become a captain of a Red Gloves team during the later stages of the war, as well as advancing to Sequence 5 Spirit Warlock.

He had witnessed the deaths of the ex-captain and ex-ex-captain. He knew that a higher Sequence wasn’t a guarantee that he would be safer. Care and caution was what mattered.

To the elite Red Gloves of the Nighthawks, this was a concept that almost everyone believed in. This was because ordinary Nighthawks might only encounter ordinary problems that looked like supernatural events. Occasionally, there would be slip-ups, and it was highly likely that they would rely on their Beyonder powers to turn the situation around. As for Red Gloves who worked on various important cases, their hidden targets were definitely rather dangerous.

At that moment, Eric stood on the fourth floor of the apartment on 14 Priya Street. Facing the tightly-shut dark brown wooden door, he surveyed the area and said, “Two Nighthawks have already gone missing here. We must not be careless.”

Initially, several residents of this apartment block reported it to the police. They claimed that Unit 403 had a stench, and the tenants of Unit 303 often heard heavy footsteps from above.

The policemen in charge of the area took two days before coming to investigate. However, they didn’t walk out of Unit 403.

After the police confirmed this, they immediately transferred the case to the Church of Evernight. However, the two Nighthawks who came to deal with it also disappeared. The door to Unit 403 remained tightly shut.

Due to this premise, the Church of Evernight’s archbishop of the Midseashire diocese entrusted the matter to Eric’s team and allowed them to apply for a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact as support.

“Yes, Captain.” The members of the Red Gloves team either nodded or spoke in response.

Eric didn’t say anything else as he stood in front of the dark-brown door of Unit 403 which remained tightly shut. He raised his red-gloved left hand and knocked on one of his teeth.

A blurry figure suddenly appeared in front of him. As though it had no substance to it, it passed through the gap in the door and entered Unit 403.

Eric’s expression was unusually focused, as if he was observing the situation in the room through that blurry figure.

It was a natural spirit that he controlled. It wasn’t especially powerful but it had special abilities. It usually lived on his left front tooth.

Under the current situation, Eric believed that they shouldn’t barge in directly. It was best to do reconnaissance first. Even if his team had a good mix of powers and a powerful Sealed Artifact to help them, they had to be cautious.

If he could figure out the situation inside and prepare for it in a targeted fashion, he believed that things would be much easier.

Right at this moment, tiny blood vessels protruded in Eric’s eyes, and some of them even exploded.

When his vision turned bright red, Eric heard a heavy creak.

The dark-brown door suddenly opened!

There were a total of six figures in the room. Three police officers wore black-and-white uniforms. They were sitting on high-back chairs, high stools, and the sofa. Two of them were wearing half top hats, black trench coats, of which one was standing by the door, and the other was standing behind the oriel window. His face was pressed to the surface of the glass as if he was watching the streets downstairs.

a high stool at the edge of the balcony. In front of him was

body had even cracked and were highly decomposed, but they still hadn’t dried up. They exuded a bluish-black

the six figures turned to

the man wearing a cotton shirt behind the astronomical telescope. He had one of his eyeballs—its blacks and whites separated clearly—glued to the telescope’s lens, allowing him to only use his remaining black, empty socket to

noses of Eric and the others as an indescribable

hit his teeth, releasing more spirits. Then, he used

he didn’t release his soul. His Spirit Warlock Beyonder

team also discovered in surprise that he was unable to

that moment, apart from the enhancement in their physique brought by the potion, their Beyonder powers mysteriously

place!” Eric ordered without

strange situation before. All he could do was get the team to retreat first before choosing a Sealed Artifact to handle

he and his team members didn’t move despite his orders. It was as though their bodies

instinctively lowered his head and looked at his lower

feel that his skin

had yet to truly come into contact with their target, but they had fallen into a “nightmare” of watching themselves die, swell, and rot bit by bit with no way

eyes reflected a normal

Thud!

closed once again, separating Eric and his Red Gloves team from the creatures in

significant injuries. It was a little difficult to move them, be it raising their feet or

quickly cast his gaze on the palm that closed the door, and

and a long black robe. His facial features were ordinary, making it impossible for one to have a deep impression of him. It was

the matter to the archbishop or high-ranking deacons to handle. Of course, you have another choice. That is to ask me to grant a wish. I’m a wandering magician named Merlin Hermes. My specialty is granting the wishes

had an ominous feeling, so he specially came over to

education he had received during his training in

can grant wishes, and they will entice you into helping them escape. The corresponding examples

look like he’s imprisoned or sealed… Eric looked left and

our wishes, will

speaking, he saw the wandering magician who

later, Klein raised his hand to stroke his tall top hat. He

you don’t make the wish, I

I need to read your honorific name or your true name to have my wish granted?” Eric asked after

Klein shook his head.

tell me your

probed in a joking tone, “Then I wish the abnormalities in this room will be resolved and will

smile and gently

wish will come

he smiled and said, “The abnormalities inside can suppress Beyonder characteristics, causing the corresponding powers to be ineffective, but that isn’t

in such cases, my