Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 551

“Second Commandment: Thou shalt not use my name in vain.

“Third Commandment: Thou shalt have no other gods before me.

“Fourth Commandment: Honor thy father, thy mother, and thy children as you love me.

“Fifth Commandment: Thou shalt not commit adultery.

“Sixth Commandment: Thou shalt not kill the innocent.

“Seventh Commandment: Thou shalt not bear false witness, frame, or violate contracts.

“Eighth Commandment: Serve me with your heart, not with your offerings.

“Ninth Commandment: Those who have committed lesser wrongdoings, first atone for your sins before seeking forgiveness.

“Tenth Commandment: Honor my name by helping your compatriots and companions.”

One commandment after another echoed in the ears of the bald rebel, Kalat, causing him to completely prostrate himself. He held his head close to the ground, uncontrollably trembling slightly with reverence, fear, and excitement.

As a Mid-Sequence Beyonder, a rebel who had once been educated in the Feysac Empire, he had sufficient insight to understand that the worship of the Sea God was based more on fear—fear of powerful forces, fear of the fearsome natural risks that mankind faced, and many rituals that retained primitive bloodshed, a backward faith that reveled in inhumane and uncivilized practices, something that would be eliminated sooner or later.

However, the faith he had developed since he was young had made him afraid to go against the divine revelation. He could only bury the idea of modifying the ritual process deep in his heart and avoid the parts which conflicted with his own wishes as much as possible.

Now, the Sea God’s sudden change left him extremely delighted. It was as if he could see the so-called “primitive totem,” that outsiders claimed it to be, evolving into a true god.

Blessed are we; blessed are the rebels; blessed are the true believers… In his blurred vision, Kalat raised his head, spread his hands sincerely, and placed them against his mouth.

“I will abide by your teachings as if I am praising your name.”

The blurry figure in front of him disappeared, the magnificent voice by his ears vanished, and the scene in the cave returned to its original state.

However, Kalat knew that everything was no longer the same.

He moved his elbows several times and quickly crawled back to his wheelchair. He once again sat on it and turned to the other side of the cave.

This member of the Resistance with a blue sea serpent tattoo was standing in front of the

and satisfied. He looked at Kalat

excitement. “Not only has

a sigh

suspecting that I was hallucinating

long as an outsider touches the holy sword, God will be able to walk the land again. There’s no need for it to

is because God has changed ‘His’ image. We must build a new one! Just like the scenes we saw

a

patted the armrest of his

now. He should’ve also

usher in a

…

Sea God’s Scepter and rubbed his temples

of strength to help the worshiper complete the ritual and achieve their

their debt. As for the Sea God Scepter, it could

the difference between a false god and a

responding to ritualistic magic, unless it will use

them. This makes it relatively troublesome. It’s impossible for me to stay here all day. Of course, there’s also a benefit to it—as

above the gray fog, it will be an automated answering machine… Produce a paper angel? That’s useless, as it doesn’t have any soul injected into it… Make a mechanical and rigid puppet to handle the repeated and trivial ritualistic magic? Hmm… I wonder if a Nimblewright Master has powers related to

Klein’s thoughts slowly settled, his eyes moved to the iron

had undergone some abnormal changes. It was firmer, tougher, and more resistant to corrosion. However, it was still within a comprehensible and

equipped with any special properties… However, if it were placed here for a few years, decades, or even longer where it holds Beyonder characteristics and mystical items, perhaps it could really evolve into a “sealing case” whose effects would gradually fade one day… The corner of Klein’s mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at the junk pile in the

by the gray fog,

heh… Klein laughed dryly and looked

crushed golden wine cup again, confirming that there was nothing wrong

to bring the Sun

was scattering its crimson tranquility. The entire City of

…

a.m., Cathedral

a confession, he once

Chogo handed

What’s going on recently? Alger muttered in his mind as he unfolded the piece

contents of the portrait, he

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