Lord of the Mysteries

The boundless gray fog boiled as the ancient and majestic palace burned.

The blazing flames condensed into a fiery blob, as though a blinding sun had risen out from this mysterious space.

A howling hurricane flipped the long mottled table, snapping the thick stone columns and causing half the palace to collapse.

Sitting at The Fool’s seat, Klein’s brain was boiling before holes exploded out of it. Charred maggots then began crawling out of the cracks.

He didn’t die, and he had even very calmly reached out his right palm and tapped the armrest of the chair.

Above the gray fog, this mysterious space quaked in an obvious manner. Waves of power surged out one after another, calming the hurricane and extinguishing the flames. The blazing sun evaporated, inch by inch.

The thick stone pillars stood once more as the long mottled table returned to its original state. The magnificent and holy palace appeared as though it had never collapsed or suffered any damage.

Klein’s head recovered instantly, and the charred maggots that had drilled out had turned transparent again before crawling back inside.

As expected, stronger than Dragon of Imagination Ankewelt… Klein muttered to himself as his expression couldn’t help but warp. He couldn’t help but massage his forehead. It’s painful… This pain is also clearly stronger…

While muttering, he rapped the edge of the long mottled table and made the mysterious space above the gray fog quake once more.

Amidst the quakes, a pitch-black shadow abruptly emerged out of the palace’s floor.

This shadow twisted and struggled before being wiped clean by the gray fog’s powers, leaving nothing behind.

After nearly a minute, Klein calmed down completely and recalled the scene he had seen.

That should be the ancient sun god, the City of Silver Creator, Adam’s and Amon’s dad…

From the crucifix “He” wore, and that line, “Let there be light,” there’s a high chance that “He” is the first transmigrator. Perhaps he’s Caucasian with a religious background…

“He” used a language that can stir the powers of nature. It’s similar to Jotun, but it’s also different. It doesn’t belong to Elvish, Dragonese, and ancient Hermes… Yes, it has similarities with the ancient Feysac of the Northern Continent and the Dutanese of the Southern Continent. This allowed me to barely understand what “He” was saying despite me not knowing this language… This is the language “He” learned from that strange giant building?

“He” transmigrated there and inherited a rich inheritance?

The second scene was of “Him” suffering a betrayal, the scene of him being eaten by the Kings of Angels, White, Wisdom, and Wind?

To a deity who claims to be a Creator, that kind of corporeal pain and that distortion can only appear in such a situation…

divine blood “He” dripped before “His” death fused with the silver crucifix, and it later turned into the latter’s form, becoming a

of Angels, or it landed in Amon’s or Adam’s hands. To “Them,” this is an

that needs to be kept. No one would give it

did “He” give the Unshadowed Crucifix to Miss Magician and

two ladies believe in The

Fool that doesn’t belong

from? But the problem is

the gray fog and cast it on this mysterious space. Furthermore, the influence “He”

of several domains, a

it pointing to me, or

Klein’s mind, making him come up with several theories, but the final answer

the best outcome for the Unshadowed Crucifix was to have the City of Silver’s god-like Sealed Artifact shatter it and

Klein conjured a new pen and paper and wrote down the knowledge he had learned from looking straight at the City of Silver Creator: “Sequence 4:

Sun’s divine blood, or three adult Sun Divine Bird’s feathers and a piece of Holy Brilliance

Brilliance Rock liquid. 7 drops of mutated fingered citron juice, 10 grams worth of powder of

Extract the strongest emotions that one is most unwilling to abandon before consuming the potion. Inject these emotions back again

“Sequence 3: Justice Mentor…

“Sequence 4: Black Knight…

“Sequence 3: Trinity Templar…”

up the bronze cross again and observed it with a

Unshadowed Crucifix into the junk pile and stirred the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog to suppress it. He didn’t wish to see the paper figurines he cut begin to praise the Sun the

of an ordinary

braked and stopped at the

his bike and took out a letter from his

briskly walked to the mailbox and threw the letter in. Following

pitch-black flame suddenly spewed out of the

flame burned quietly

Borough, the opulent villa

the foyer when she saw her father, Earl Hall, come in from

something happen?” Audrey asked with

the most basic of observations which she didn’t need to hide at

with a smile, “It’s nothing important. I just never expected Hvin Rambis to be a member of

a member of a cult?” Audrey expressed her

knew that Hvin Rambis was actually a member of the upper echelons of a secret organization known as the Psychology Alchemists,

Earl Hall nodded solemnly.