Lord of the Mysteries

Great existence… As soon as Barton heard Vernal, certain memories hidden deep within his heart surged out.

This made it difficult for him to contain his fear. His feet unconsciously took a few steps back.

In that the archaeological expedition many years ago, all the nightmares had started with similar descriptions!

Just as Barton’s body trembled and was about to turn around and run away, the deputy director of the Compliance Department, Pacheco Dwayne, brought up a question:

“Since you’ve already sensed the will of that great existence, why didn’t you reconcile with the Fourth Epoch refugees who are pursuing you?”

Vernal’s breathing suddenly became heavier, as if a faint white fog had spewed out.

His voice also became louder.

“Their faith wasn’t accepted with their whole body and mind. They still had some reservations!”

As Vernal spoke, a faint white fog spread out from the half-collapsed house, emitting a strong smell of blood.

Barton seemed to come to a realization, but he wasn’t in the mood to think.

He only wanted to leave this place and escape the danger that was about to erupt.

However, Pacheco was rather calm. He looked at Vernal and asked warmly, “You’ve been visiting Mr. Barton all this while, and writing letters to the foundation. What kind of help do you want us to provide?”

Upon hearing this, Barton was taken aback.

If it were another occasion, he would definitely imagine that Pacheco was asking what kind of legal advice Vernal needed!

At a time like this, didn’t he only have two options? He could either escape and report this to the police, or take out his weapon and fire a bullet at Vernal or smack him in the head with a pole… Barton was full of doubts about Pacheco’s way of handling things.

With faint white fog lingering at the tip of his nose, and with his eyes that were glowing with gray light, Vernal didn’t show any resistance to this kind of exchange. His expression became solemn as he replied in a dignified tone, “Two things:

this item to the suburbs and return in

speaking, Vernal threw a glass bottle with

bottle seemed to be very sturdy. Even when it fell to the

filled with pale white, thin, almost illusory

director of the

continued, “Secondly, when you are

spoke, he took out a piece of

a tiny water flask that had

problem.” After two seconds of silence, Pacheco replied in a low voice, one different from his previous

was a coincidence?” Then Vernal tossed the piece of paper

nimbly climbed up and

Barton turned to look at the

he suddenly stopped. He realized

thick black fur. His muscles swelled up,

as if he wanted to see clearly Pacheco’s current

the abnormality on Pacheco vanished. He

to pick them up?” Barton pointed at the bottle and paper on the

as he said, “You can

have to keep a distance

blurted out, “Will the fog

that even if you can’t be certain about, it’s best to not

really tiring to communicate with him… After pondering for a while, Barton took a few steps

the two items, his eyes suddenly lit

a pair of boots

up high. The other was similar to the rounded-top

straightened

lady standing opposite

could be considered as two dresses. One side was complex, and the other was simple. One side was colorful,

He wanted to tear off her clothes

any trace of a male’s desire to harm women. It was