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.

supported with her 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 “Him” to pass her questions to The

…

the Forsaken Land of the Gods, near

“Parasitized” at a deeper level, Klein followed Amon to the foot of the mountain.

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

the Worm of Time and removed my parasitized state. At least, in 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 control of my body at a critical moment… As these thoughts surfaced in Klein’s mind, he “chatted” with Amon, asking about Dark Angel Sasrir. However, he saw that nearby, in the distance, the dusk was fading away as darkness blanketed the area. Lightning bolts that

the boundary of the Giant King’s Court and were about

thought, Klein pretended not to know anything as he continued proceeding forward. He went from the

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

unknown oil emitted

threw the lantern

the lantern and fell

probed, “Where

Klein imagined that Amon had summoned a projection from

a smile, “I stole it from the human camp up ahead. Oh, that’s the City of Silver’s Afternoon Town

twitched. He didn’t ask further as

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

this moment, the lightning in the sky kept flashing. The gap between them

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

the Faceless powers which had undergone a qualitative change. Together with Creeping Hunger, he adjusted his eye structure to adapt

darkness, there were many eyes staring at him, with creatures of indescribable shapes hidden. However, every time the lightning lit up and

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,

for a while, he saw the City of Silver’s Afternoon Town

by stone pillars, the bonfire quietly burned

exploration team were either patrolling or watching the

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

a faint yellow flame

Dawn Paladin’s pupils dilated as his heart

else would use fire in the darkness to create light. Even monsters who were good at controlling flames would be hidden in a dark environment before they attacked. As

that moment, a flame appeared in the depths of the darkness, one

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

Town. Vaguely, the Dawn Knight saw

like a lantern, they slowly left the camp and