Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1155 Walking in the Dark

Backlund, East Borough.

Fors, who had just returned from the land of ice and snow, was wrapped in thick layers of clothing. She looked at the burning charcoal stove in front of her as if she had fallen into a terrible environment again. She couldn’t help but shiver a few times.

“George III is already dead. The things that happened before will definitely come to an end. Perhaps we can move out of this place and head to North Borough or Hillston Borough.

“The houses there have fireplaces!”

Xio sat on a chair opposite her and similarly stared at the warm furnace. She replied with a slightly confused expression, “Let’s wait another week or two.

“To be honest, I still can’t believe that George III was killed so easily… I didn’t have time to do anything.”

This bounty hunter, who had become a Judge, sounded disappointed, confused, and puzzled. It felt as though she had lost her motivation in life.

Fors temporarily forgot about the damage caused by the cold as she consoled her, “I don’t think that this was done by Gehrman Sparrow. It was done by those people who used Shermane. They were the only ones investigating the secret motives of George III. Your actions have contributed to his death to a certain degree. It’s as if you had exacted your revenge in an indirect manner.

“Eh… There shouldn’t be any more surveillance or suppressive measures placed against your family. You can try to start a new life. If you have the chance, you might be able to use proper channels to make an appeal for your father.”

Upon hearing the last few sentences, Xio raised her head.

“Yes, the situation is getting more and more chaotic now. I’m worried that they’ll be affected by the war.

“Fors, do you think it’s safer to be in Backlund, or in an ordinary city that isn’t near the borders?”

Fors thought for a few seconds and shook her head calmly.

“I don’t know.”

She added, “I plan to ask Mr. World. He must have a better grasp of the overall situation. Do you still remember? He warned us beforehand that something would happen around George III, and to avoid approaching him.”

In addition, Fors also wanted to ask where the next stop of her “travels” would be so that she could make preparations early.

“Yes!” Xio nodded instinctively.

she had left. Then, she slowly got up and entered the room inside. She prayed to Mr. Fool in a low

…

the

deeper level, Klein followed Amon to the foot of the mountain. In the frozen dusk,

him a chance to escape, he wasn’t in a hurry to do so. This was because he knew very well that Amon had the strength and level of at least a Sequence 2. “He” was an angel in the truest sense of the word, an entity he couldn’t fight head-on. Besides, a Marauder was known as an “Error,” a loophole, a bug. Its powers were very strange, making it impossible to guard against. Klein believed that whatever normal means he could

terms of my condition, “He” isn’t lying, but this might not be the whole truth. I can’t rule out the possibility that “He” has left a Worm of Time lurking in my body. “He” might take

of the Giant King’s

a sudden terrifying monster attack… With a thought, Klein pretended not to know anything as he continued proceeding forward. He went from the orange dusk and into the deep

in his black classic robe and pointed hat, accompanied with a monocle, reached out “His” hand and pulled back a lantern covered in thin

a candle made of some unknown oil emitted a faint yellow

it.” Amon threw the lantern at

caught the lantern and fell

few seconds later, he probed, “Where did you get this

Amon had summoned a

from the human camp up

stolen… Klein’s eyelids twitched. He didn’t ask further as he carried the lantern into the

dim yellow light was like an invisible defensive barrier as it

gap between them was rather long, and there was almost no thunder. It

was nighttime in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. It was the most dangerous

undergone a qualitative change. Together with Creeping Hunger, he adjusted his eye structure to adapt to this special environment. Following that, he used his spiritual

eyes staring at him, with creatures of indescribable shapes hidden. However, every time the lightning lit up

worried at all about the serious backlash from using Creeping Hunger while not feeding it. From his point of view, there were only two outcomes. One was that Creeping Hunger attempted to devour him, but had its thoughts stolen away by Amon. The second was that Creeping Hunger successfully devoured him, the wearer, allowing him to be resurrected; thus, escaping from his current predicament. The latter was something he was looking forward to, while the former didn’t offer any losses, other than

of Silver’s Afternoon Town camp that

quietly burned and illuminated most of the areas inside, making them completely different from the outside

the City of Silver’s exploration team were either patrolling or watching the area

who was nearly 2.3 meters tall. He was standing at the top of a stronghold and looking into the distance, wary of the monsters hidden in

yellow flame coming from

This Dawn Paladin’s pupils dilated

knew that this land had been forsaken by God. No one else would use fire in the darkness to create light. Even monsters who were good at controlling flames would be hidden in a

that moment, a flame appeared in the depths

Paladin who was standing in the stronghold couldn’t think of anything at

Town. Vaguely, the Dawn Knight saw two silhouettes that belonged to humans. They walked deep

looked like a lantern, they slowly left the camp and disappeared