The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 322's

Case twelve!

The Devil serial killer!

As he looked at the corpse and heard her voice, Klein's hair stood up. He knew that he had faced a bad situation.

In his view, the living room decor is mostly bright yellow and bright. There is nothing unusual about coffee tables and sofas. Only the carpet was stained bright red with blood as it slowly permeated.

On the side of the wound on the belly of the dead body of the woman, which was completely empty, sat a large black dog. His mouth was half open, revealing many sharp white teeth that made him shiver. On each tooth there is a deep red mark such as iron rust. This seems to be the result of eating meat for a long time without being brushed frequently.

At this time, the large black dog's teeth were still wrapped around the blood-red small intestine, as well as pieces of raw meat.

His head turned, and his magma-like eyes reflected Klein, who was dressed like a worker, and his disguised face.

"Gruesome!" The big black dog let out a roar that sounded like it was showing dominance.

It really is an animal! It was a Demon of Order 6, a Devil that was about to advance! And none of the preparations I made today were for it. Some of these thoughts immediately crossed Klein's mind.

Suddenly, the black dog's body expanded rapidly, turning into a monster two to three meters tall. On his back, a pair of giant bat wings slowly opened, and beside his ears, a goat horn covered in mysterious patterns grew.

A red and blue flame leaped from its luxurious fur as a strong smell of sulfur followed.

Almost at the same time, Klein stepped on the ground. Instead of retreating, he advanced, swinging his staff as he shot towards the giant Demon dog like a cannonball.

Hit it!

The black Demonic Dog quickly pounced forward. His sharp claws created a shadow as he swiped Klein's body.

Without a sound, its claws had pierced through the figure, as if piercing through the air!

Klein's figure became faint as it quickly turned transparent.

It's just an illusion!

It was an illusion created by Klein!

At this moment, he had already rolled on the ground and was approaching towards the oriel window. Then, with his left hand pressing down, his entire body flew into the air, directly crashing into the glass.

After identifying the enemy, he decided to escape!

Upon seeing this, the eyes of the huge Demon dog immediately lit up like magma, as if there was a raging fire within it.

It opened its mouth, which gave off a foul stench, and spoke a word filled with filthiness, a word derived from the Devil's language, "Die!"

Ow hell!

Klein's body suddenly stopped, his heart felt like it was tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

The figure that froze in the air instantly became thin and dim, turning into a crudely cut paper statue.

And this paper sculpture is covered with red rust!

Destroy it! Clangs! Two indistinguishable sequence sounds were heard. Klein's figure appeared again, smashing into the oriel's window and pouncing towards the stone-paved road. The Figurine Substitute Paper slowly floated down as it ignited and gave off a sulfur smell.

The Demon Dog growled softly and pounced again, jumping onto the window sill.

A dark blue colored fireball flew out from its mouth, exploding towards the escape route of its enemy.

The moment Klein landed on the ground, he immediately proceeded with another scroll. The dark blue-colored fireball smashed into his side, but it did not instantly explode, as if it was affected by an invisible force as if it was being held back.

The explosion!

Only after Klein moved away did the fireball enlarge and explode, destroying the surrounding stone pavement.

Seeing that the Demon dog was going after him, Klein opened his mouth, preparing for this.

He shouted with all his might, "Murder! Save me! The killing! Save me!"

His voice seemed to be coupled with special effects. It reverberated far and wide through the silent night, awakening the residents all over the street and sending them to the ears of the patrolmen who were two streets away.

The giant Demon Dog stopped in a pouncing posture at him. After thinking for a moment, he retreated back into the room and began to clear the scene.

Klein's running figure also disappeared under cries of "murder" and "save me."

Inside the nearby fireplace that had been long extinguished, the remaining charcoal suddenly re-ignited, and an excessive flame appeared.

Klein seemed to be performing a magic trick as he emerged from the flames. With a light leap, he held onto his cane and jumped out.

Then, he used the Main Key to open the door, break through the wall, and quickly escape in the other direction.

Phew, at a time like this, the Beyonder powerless shout was much more useful than simulating a shot. Klein sighed as he took out a bottle of Amantha extract and dripped a few drops onto himself.

Since the Devil's original race was of the dog species, he had to be wary of his scent-tracking ability which became one of his special powers!

In this way, Klein continued until he reached another intersection. Only then did he stop and look around.

It was only after the carriage traveled a certain distance in the night that Klein finally heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that the Devil would not pursue him.

This Master Key is really strange.I was completely lost and found myself at the scene of the murder. I should be more careful when using it in the future..It really is a Devil that transformed from a beast...Where did the potion and formula come from? Does he have a human companion? How do I choose a serial murder target?

Hmm, what was satisfying was that after confirming this, it would be much harder to commit crimes again, and the chances of getting caught would also be greatly increased…

All sorts of thoughts and questions popped into Klein's mind as the train drove along the wide, quiet street filled with gas-fueled streetlights.

Suddenly, Klein's heart skipped a beat, and an image naturally appeared in his mind.

Peanut vines drooped down from the sky and intertwined to form a dense forest. However, the driver of the train did not seem to notice and continued to drive the train across the green vegetation.

No fine!

Without any hesitation, Klein lunged at the window, about to jump into the street.

Bang out! The carriage shook, and he was thrown backwards.

At the same time, the pea vines were completely drooping!

Klein frowned as he tried to use Flame Controlling to power the carriage, but no sound came out of his fingers.

At this moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet. Even the sound of horse treads trampling and the rapid rumbling of wheels over the green vegetation had disappeared.

Klein tried his best to calm himself down as he looked out the window and saw that the carriage had been pushed into the air, following the path of the vines.

No, this isn't Backlund.

At this time, the train stopped. Outside the window, the pea vines had formed a hammock in the air.

A pair of legs with black leather boots drooped down, and a soft but emotionless voice entered Klein's ears.

"What are you doing?"

The woman inside the museum was suspected of being a High Level Extreme. After all, I had disguised myself with Azik's copper whistle.He must have heard cries for help and come to check.

He deliberately gulped and said, "i'm a private detective. Many friends and I are investigating a recent serial murder.

"i have a mystical item called 'Master Key.' It can open the door and let me pass through the wall, but it will cause the holder to disappear.

"It was during this process that I ran into the scene. Since I'm not the killer's opponent, I can only shout for help while running."

Everything I said was the truth .. Klein quietly added in his heart.

After he finished speaking, for a while there was no reply from outside. However, he felt that a gaze had pierced through the carriage, passed through the barrier, and directly inspected the items on his body.

Fortunately, I left Azik's copper whistle and marker over the gray mist just in case.

Carefulness and prudence are beneficial!

After an indescribable and torturous silence, the gentle yet emotionless voice of the woman finally sounded again.

"The key has a certain curse. It should not be used unless absolutely necessary."

As soon as he finished his sentence, the surroundings changed completely. Everything—the peas plant, the road through the forest, the road to the sky—all have vanished. The carriage continued to speed on the streets, speeding between the elegant black iron gas streetlights.

Klein remained agitated until the train arrived near East Borough, where he paid a fare of 8 solis.

Under normal circumstances, a chartered carriage would not enter any East Borough road as it would most likely be robbed.

In one of the rooms on Black Palm Street, Klein changed his clothes and went straight to sleep. He did not attempt to return to Minsk Road before midnight. The twelfth assassination had just happened, and it would only make the Backlund situation even more tense.

He did not immediately go above the gray fog to learn the secret of the "marker". He acted like he was portraying himself to the mysterious woman. He is a Low Order Beyonder, a private investigator with some Beyonder powers.

Tonight must be filled with surprises. That's kind of thrilling. All I did was steal something. Yes, most of the trouble could be caused by Master Key. Klein made a self-deprecating comment and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, he inhaled a suffocating smoke as he slowly walked home and picked up the newspaper and mail from his mailbox.

After opening the door, he casually opened the newspaper to take a look and found that the title was as he had expected: "Case twelve!"

"The devil has appeared again. The police have stated that they have locked the killer!"

…

As for the theft of objects in the Royal Museum, it was only mentioned in an inconspicuous location. In fact, the article did not mention what the stolen object was.

The letter without a stamp accompanying the paper was a water bill Klein had to pay himself. He glanced at her and casually threw her at the coffee table. He then returned to the second floor to heat the water for a bath.

He waited until water vapor filled the bathroom before he took the opportunity to take four counter-clockwise steps to enter the space above the gray fog.

Inside the eternal ancient palace, Klein sat down and took out a book marker depicting the figure of Emperor Roselle.

It really isn't easy getting you! He gently stroked the surface of the carton and quietly sighed.