The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 186

Countless rays of brilliance drowned Klein as the ravings of a million people filled his ears. However, Klein did not think about it. His abilities as a Clown told him that his spirit was being swallowed by the rapidly growing black shadow.

That black shadow was a huge cross, and it seemed like someone was hanging upside down on it!

Kacha!

The chaotic mind tornado released its burden outside and turned into a uniform. Hood Eugen's spiritual world shattered bit by bit.

Klein noticed that he had exceeded his fastest flying speed from the previous experiment; his soul became significantly stronger after he briefly mixed with some power from the mysterious space above the gray fog.

Just as the shadow of the cross was about to swallow him completely, he dashed out from the hazy "world" and felt his body.

She familiarly stimulated her down, and Hood Eugen's long thin face and messy blonde hair instantly appeared in her vision, along with three lit candles on the window ledge.

He had made it out of the medium state in time!

At that moment, he saw black scales growing one after another on Hood Eugen's face. His empty pupils turned into slits, becoming extremely cold and cruel.

Holy hooch! He's gonna lose control! Klein's pupils constricted, and before he could react, he saw a figure in a black, knee-length jacket and silk hat taking two big steps in front of Hood Eugen. He then lifted the revolver and pushed it into the man's head.

Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!

Dunn Smith fired five rounds in quick succession. Hood Eugen's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon falling from a height. Red and white rainstorms splashed in every corner of the room.

He had taken care of Hood Eugen before he lost control completely!

Klein, who was fifty centimeters away, was covered in blood and dirt. He looked at Dunn Smith in a daze, only having the feeling that the Captain was very handsome at that moment.

As long as you ignore the problem of his memory, Captain is very trustworthy.

"Has there been an accident?" Dunn kept her revolver and saw Hood Eugen's mostly headless body slowly fall to the floor.

Just as Klein was about to arrange his words, he saw that the body had become a pile of bloody flesh within seconds and the asylum uniform covering it seemed to have the most basic structure broken.

The corpse of Hood Eugen was left with very few complete items. There were dozens of scales twinkling with a black luster, and his heart that had turned into a crystal and a faint blue.

The heart has a magical luster, like a diamond that refracts incoming light.

It can calm someone down or make them restless. It can create tension or develop chaos. But other than that, nothing stands out.

"This thing must be controllable." After Dunn sheathed her revolver, she took out a black glove and put it on her right hand. He then crouched down to take the crystal heart.

Controllable item.According to what the Captain mentioned earlier, it could be used as the main ingredient for the Psychiatrist Sequence formula 7, would that make the advanced Beyonder lose control more easily? Klein took out his handkerchief to wipe the blood from his face and body. He then took out a specially made tarot card and cleaned the surface.

He looked at the ground and asked curiously, "What kind of item would this black scales be considered?"

“This is the ingredients contaminated with the power of Beyonder. They can be made into items that have long-term effects. For example, the bullet ability of our demon hunters to injure dead spirits or monsters will be drastically reduced once they pass three months.sign, leaving only a fraction of the demon hunting characteristics in the waste materials. If the material used is something like black scales, the effective period is for one or two years, and the effect will be better. Of course, due to its characteristics, the black scales were obviously not suitable to be made into demon hunter bullets, "clearly Dunn while taking out a piece of paper from Klein to wrap his blue heart and black scales.

"It's like an ingredient we use as an additive to potions?" Klein asked.

Dunn stood back up and nodded small.

"Yes." Yeah."

A person who lost control would truly become a monster. Klein sighed. He seized the opportunity while the room was still sealed with a wall of spirituality and quickly described the encounter in Eugen's mind.

"When I communicated with Hood Eugen's spirit, I saw a figure like a True Creator in his mind. But it's different from the general. It was not a chain-bound Hanging Giant, nor was it the Eye behind the Shadow. Curtains. Instead, it's similar to the one you saw in Hanass Vincent's dream."

Hanass Vincent is a member of the Order of Aurora. As Melissa's friend Selena has peeked at her spell and completed the magic mirror prophecy, it causes the Nighthawks to investigate her.

Dunn Smith saw something close to the True Creator in his dream, but it was a different image from the general picture that circulated widely. In the end, the result was a strange injury and death.

When Hood Eugen flipped the tarot card of The Hanged Man, Klein had actually expected it. But he never thought it would be presented in such a way. Of course, it was just indirect contact. It would not be comparable to when he spied on Eternal Blazing Sun directly. The worst result is only minor injuries or minor corruption.

As he listened to Klein's description, Dunn's expression became solemn.

"I didn't see it clearly. That's also the reason why I wasn't hurt. I only saw a large cross and a figure similar to the one who was hung upside down," Klein replied wisely.

At that moment, all he cared about was "escaping" …

Seemingly in thought, Dunn nodded and said, "Lanevus' visit to Hood Eugen is related to a True Creator? So the Aurora Order is involved?"

Klein quickly repeated the conversation he had during the communication.

"Lanevus seduces Hood Eugen with his 'acting method, ' and so-called immortal divinity. But I don't understand why he said it was the worst of times, and also the best of times. Maybe that's the way he speaks as a fraud?

"… The help Hood Eugen gave involved a sinister and dark altar.I suspect Lanevus was planning something terrible…"

Then, his heart trembled as he spoke.

"Captain, do you remember the letter written to Mr Z? The letter that the members of the Aurora Order had brought me to kill!

"He mentioned in the letter that he was waiting for the right opportunity, something about the coming of the end of the day, he would present all the sheep in Tingen to his so-called Lord. Is this related to the Lanevus plot?

"Could Lanevus be Lord Z of the Order of Aurora?"

Dunn Smith thought carefully and said, "I don't think so. Lanevus can't be Mr. Z. Otherwise, he would not have set up a fake steel mill company to fool people while the Aurora Order was planning something.it would have introduced too many variables in its main mission. If there's anything wrong with the scam, he'll attract the attention of the police and us. She had to run away from Tingen and cancel her plan.

"Of course, if he was just crazy, it would be perfectly normal for him to act illogically.

"But judging from the deception he made, the calmness and cunning he used to sweep the money did not make him look like a madman.

"So, I don't think he's Mr. Z of the Aurora Order. Of course, he might actually be involved in the matter as mentioned in the letter. Who presented all the sheep in Tingen to the so-called Gods."

After saying that, Dunn paused, then paced back and forth while saying, "This incident may have had quite a severe impact. We have to re-investigate Lanevus and get some leads. Hmm, let's clear the scene and cover up all the evidence here. Let everyone know that Hood Eugen died but left no clue who killed him. This should lead to action by the Psychology Alchemist or other Beyonders who pay attention to the asylum. They might know something.

"Lanevus' scam is still in the hands of the police department or transferred to Mandated Punishers. We will join the investigation by saying that we obtained a clue while investigating the Aurora Order. Then, we will cooperate with Mandated Punishers and Machinery Hivemind. We will concentrate the troops on Tingen and investigate everything and anyone related to Lanevus. We can ask for help from the Diocese of Backlund and the Holy Cathedral if necessary!"

After which, Dunn turned her head to the side to look towards Klein. He pondered and said, "Do you have anything you want to add?"

Captain, you are basically saying everything .. Klein shook his head in earnest. "No!"

He hurriedly used ritual magic to remove some of the necessary traces with the help of a simple altar that he had yet to clear to ensure that no one could tell that it was they who killed Hood Eugen.

Then, he stored the ingredients, blew out the candles, removed the walls of spirituality, and left the ward in silence with Dunn Smith. They left the asylum by climbing over its walls.

"Go back and rest." Dunn stood in a corner without street lights. He pressed down on his black silk hat and said, "There are many things that can only be done tomorrow."

"Good." Klein is not a Sleepless who only sleeps two to three hours a day. He immediately bid farewell to the Captain and took the special Nighthawks train waiting nearby and returned to Daffodil Road.

Before he entered the carriage, he turned around to catch a glimpse. He saw the Captain still standing in the darkness that not even the moonlight could touch him. He seemed to be thinking in silence.

The streets were deserted and empty of people before dawn. The train cuts through the street, sometimes straight, sometimes turning.

Klein was thinking about Lanevus when suddenly, he felt like he was possessed.

He saw that the color in front of his eyes became saturated. Red becomes redder and black becomes blacker, like an impressionist oil painting.

The surroundings slowed down, and the carriage seemed to be entering a strange world.

Klein grabbed his Flaring Sun Charm and pulled out his revolver.

Just then, a large, white, skinny palm protruded through the window of the carriage and threw a neatly folded letter.

Then, the palm of the hand was pulled back and disappeared. The sight like an oil painting suddenly returned to normal as the carriage was still speeding along the road steadily.

… This is a very hidden method. Klein looked at the letter, on the side of his foot, as the corner of his lips twitched.

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