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…

dripped before “His” death fused with the silver crucifix, and it later turned into the

the three Kings of Angels, or it landed in Amon’s or Adam’s hands. To

possibility isn’t too high. The cross’s effects are extremely useful. Furthermore, its origins are a secret that needs to be

Miss Magician and Miss Judgment in

discovered that the two ladies believe in The Fool after observing them

The Fool

came from? But the problem is how does “He” plan

was able to sense my prying despite the long stretch of history between us. He cast his gaze above the gray fog and cast

this mean that, once one obtains the authorities of several domains, a deity’s level

mean? Is it pointing to me,

up with several theories,

his fear of Adam, he believed that the best outcome for the Unshadowed Crucifix was to have the City

pen and paper and wrote down the knowledge he had learned from

the Sun’s divine blood, or three adult Sun Divine Bird’s feathers and a piece

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

the strongest emotions that one is most unwilling to abandon before consuming the potion.

“Sequence 3: Justice Mentor…

“Sequence 4: Black Knight…

“Sequence 3: Trinity Templar…”

up the bronze cross again

then threw 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

of an ordinary

bike braked and stopped at

took out a letter from his

threw the letter in. Following that, he didn’t delay as

pitch-black flame suddenly

burned quietly and quickly

Borough, the opulent villa of Earl

just returned to the foyer when she saw her father, Earl Hall, come in from the outside. He had his brows knitted, seemingly in deep

did something happen?” Audrey asked with

of observations which she didn’t

smile, “It’s nothing important. I just never

of a cult?” Audrey

member of the upper echelons of a secret organization known as the

Earl Hall nodded solemnly.