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 express his opinion with

“That’s right.”

I create a loophole, I can wake up in the corresponding location by entering other dreams. Clearly, this cloister is much smaller than the sea ruins outside. The structure is even narrower. Perhaps, we

and exploiting loopholes was

use such a method to quickly pass through the ruins of the battle of the gods. We won’t even be wasting an hour or two, much less one or

sure if Amon had deliberately not mentioned it in advance, so as to enjoy watching the bubbles of “His” target’s hope being popped time and time again. Or if “He” didn’t care about such trivial matters. All he could

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

not me, it’s us,” Amon

suddenly recall something. He raised his hand to adjust his monocle and asked with

need to prepare

truthfully, “Not long ago, in order to digest

was walking down the stairs suddenly paused. “He” turned “His”

“Very interesting.”

if I encounter ‘Him,’ I’ll disguise myself to look like you, and then I’ll wear a monocle in front of

Einhorn Medici… As a whole King of Angels, can you not be so senseless… Is this the so-called “God of Mischief”? When Klein heard that, he felt wistful, not knowing

down on the crystal monocle and asked,

shocked, imagining that Amon had stolen the scene from

low level, so you’re definitely not a match for that fellow Medici. You were afraid 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

a guess. Which possibility

like this… Of course, there must be a future first… Since Amon didn’t show

Klein gave his

he was right. “He” reached the bottom of the stairs and came to the lowest level of the cloister. He stopped in front of a black wooden door covered in strange

opened, the power inside will shatter the dream world in its entirety,” Klein said as he attempted to

handle, his thin face impassive as he said,

where Rose Redemption attacked the ancient sun god, the source of the Cataclysm? When Klein heard that, he tensed up as

the various abnormalities in the ruins of the battle of gods. He wasn’t too shocked now, and the

he let

closest he had gotten to the ancient

they were separated by a distant

tragic… Roselle still has the means of being revived. I wonder if this former “Creator” had any similar setups… Dark Angel Sasrir? The True Creator?

was a sea inside, and the blinding sunlight shot straight at it. There seemed to be a

what the thick gold represented previously, but now,

the blood of the

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