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.

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

…

Land of the

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

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

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”

had arrived at the boundary of the Giant King’s Court and were about to leave the

Klein pretended not to know anything as he continued proceeding forward. He went

in his black classic robe and pointed hat, accompanied with a monocle, reached out “His”

a candle made of some unknown oil

it.” Amon threw the lantern

the lantern

later, he probed, “Where did

imagined that Amon had summoned

it from the human camp up ahead. Oh, that’s the City of Silver’s

further as he carried the lantern into

invisible defensive barrier as it quickly spread out, creating a warm zone

between them was rather

Little Sun, this was nighttime in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. It was the most

change. Together with Creeping Hunger, he adjusted his eye structure to adapt

staring at him, with creatures of indescribable

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

saw the City of Silver’s Afternoon Town camp that was built using

boulders and walls that were formed by stone pillars, the bonfire quietly burned and

either patrolling or

2.3 meters tall. He was standing at the top of a stronghold and looking into the distance, wary

faint yellow flame

Dawn Paladin’s pupils dilated as his

at controlling flames would be hidden in a dark environment before they

a flame appeared in the depths of the darkness, one

mean? The Dawn Paladin who was standing in the stronghold couldn’t think of anything at that moment. He could only feel his body trembling

passed by the campsite and headed beyond Afternoon Town. Vaguely, the Dawn Knight saw two silhouettes that belonged to humans. They walked deep

like a lantern, they slowly left