Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1153 The Sunset Tunnel

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“Error”… Bug… Is that the essence of the Marauder pathway? As he came to a realization, Klein also confirmed one thing.

That was that the ancient sun god, the City of Silver Creator, Amon’s father really did come from Earth.

The word that Amon said was standard English!

Fellow Earthling, your two children have really caused me so much pain… If only they were all like Bernadette… As he lampooned inwardly, he asked curiously, “You want to use this dream world’s… loophole?”

Klein controlled himself and didn’t use the term “bug” to describe it, lest it would arouse suspicion in Amon due to his overly ordinary fluency when speaking the word. He would then reveal a trump card for no reason.

Faced with a King of Angels who could steal his thoughts and deeply “Parasitize” him, he had very few trump cards to begin with. He had to make good use of every single one of them. Who knew when they might end up being effective.

At that moment, Amon had already walked out of the black cloister.

“He” had one hand in his pocket, and without doing anything, the heavy door opened automatically, as though it was welcoming the arrival of a distinguished guest.

“You can think of it that way, but in actual fact, it’s a little more complicated than that.” Amon didn’t show the might of a Blasphemer at all as he casually answered Klein’s question, “This dream world doesn’t have any errors, or rather, loopholes. It’s just that, due to the clashing of remnant divine powers, some places appear more chaotic. And I can use this chaos to create a loophole.”

As the huge door that was prepared for the giant was completely opened, Amon pinched his monocle and walked into the hall, venturing deep inside.

During this process, “He” smiled and gave a more in-depth explanation:

“You should know very well that this cloister is composed of dreams.”

“Yes, it comes from the dreams of different living beings in the ruins of the battle of the gods.” After some thought, Klein added, “It might also be left behind by some dreams from the past.”

At that moment, the man and angel walked on a winding black staircase. The light of dusk shone through the stained glass from high above, bringing with it a feeling of burning holiness.

Amon touched the human skull engraving on the railings and smiled as “He” took in the surroundings.

“Generally speaking, the area you enter this dream world is where you end up when waking up, regardless if you’re in the dreams of other living beings in other seas.”

Klein could only

“That’s right.”

by entering other dreams. Clearly, this cloister is much smaller than the sea ruins outside. The structure is even narrower. Perhaps, we can reach our destination

exploiting loopholes was

battle of the gods. We won’t even be wasting an hour or two, much less one or two weeks… As expected of a King of

popped time and time again. Or if “He” didn’t care about such trivial matters. All he could do was to curb his heavy depression and say, “You want to control the core dream of this illusory

mentioning that she didn’t dare enter the black wooden door in the deepest depths of the

me, it’s us,” Amon replied

raised his hand to adjust his monocle and asked with interest, “Why did you put a

even need to prepare

in order to digest the Bizarro Sorcerer

“He” turned “His” head to

“Very interesting.”

“To think that Medici hasn’t completely died. Next time, if I encounter ‘Him,’ I’ll disguise myself to

be so senseless… Is this the so-called “God of Mischief”?

asked, “Did you

Amon had stolen

that if your disguise was too realistic, then you would incur a fatal subconscious attack and deduced that you would be better of doing so. Secondly, if you had the intention of imitating me and ended up doing an accurate imitation, then I might be able to use the ripples generated by fate to detect the incident. Since I didn’t notice it, it must mean that the monocle was worn on

Which possibility is

to matters like this… Of course, there must be a future first… Since Amon didn’t show any signs of viciousness or oppression. Klein had unknowingly let down his guard and felt that Amon was an easy-going King of Angels. But now, he suddenly snapped to attention as he

Klein gave his

if he was right. “He” reached the bottom of the stairs and came to the lowest level of the cloister. He stopped in front of

Once this door is fully opened, the power inside will shatter the dream world in its entirety,” Klein said as he

handle, his thin face impassive as he said, “This

of the battle of gods was where Rose Redemption attacked the ancient sun god, the source of the Cataclysm?

ruins of the battle of gods. He wasn’t too shocked now, and the Scholar

he let out an

closest he had gotten to the

divination, they were

and Emperor Roselle were the protagonists of an era, but in the end, they ended up miserable. The ending was tragic… Roselle still has the means of being revived. I wonder if this former “Creator”

was a sea inside, and the blinding sunlight shot straight at it. There seemed to be a rich gold color hidden in

thick gold represented

the blood of the

affected by the power of the “Evernight” and fell into a dream. He dreamed of his body being torn apart, staining the