Lord of the Mysteries

Most of the areas in the Forsaken Land of the Gods didn’t have paths that one would consider normal, but it wasn’t that difficult to walk through them. This was because large swaths of the land were barren. Everything was mostly black in color.

On the moors, there were occasional sightings of plants that stubbornly grew. They were of a variety of strange shapes and distorted sizes. Klein had no way to tell what they originally were.

Around them, in the areas that the lantern couldn’t illuminate, the darkness seemed to have a life of its own. It seemed to move silently, as though it wanted to devour everything that they could blanket.

As a Scholar of Yore, Klein just needed one glance from the corner of his eye to see the Spirit Body Threads extending out from the darkness around him. They were illusory, dense, and countless. This meant that there were many monsters lurking in the darkness.

These monsters were extremely silent. They stared at Amon, who was dressed as an ancient mage, as well as Klein, who looked like a present-day gentleman. Under the dim yellow light, they walked through the wilderness.

With his eyes fixed ahead, Klein casually held the animal hide lantern in his hand, not worried about when it would be extinguished.

Just as the two of them were about to leave this barren wilderness and enter a hilly region, a deformed monster of mangled flesh with two heads and five arms suddenly trembled in the darkness behind them.

It had become Klein’s marionette.

Controlling Spirit Body Threads was silent to begin with, and it wasn’t more than 500 meters away.

In the next second, the monster collapsed silently, losing its life.

Walking to Klein’s left, Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat, smiled. “He” raised “His” right arm and opened “His” palm, revealing something.

It was a transparent maggot with three-dimensional patterns.

A Worm of Spirit!

This was stolen from the marionette, along with the Spirit Body Threads.

Without waiting for Klein to speak, Amon easily crushed the transparent maggot with “His” fingers.

Klein immediately felt a pain that came from deep within his soul. His head felt like it was about to split open.

Thankfully, he had gotten used to this feeling from him repeated creating Yesterday Once More charms and Control Spirit Bullets. He only grimaced without losing his composure.

Amon maintained “His” smile and threw down “His” palm.

“You’re too reserved. You can be more daring.”

to rub his temples, feeling exhausted. Every Worm of

Zaratul, the spirituality that he borrowed from his past self had been mostly expended. There was still the continuous “Traveling”

deep sleep and replenish his energy. Alas, he ended up suffering an ambush from Amon, which resulted

put down his right hand and said

at escaping despite trying his best, the more he could satisfy this God of Mischief’s

a resting place there. We’ll arrive soon. Of course, I don’t mind if you want to camp out in the wilderness. I just feel that you humans might prefer a place that

of the lantern to complete a Flaming Jump, but his drained spirituality stopped him. He could only follow Amon

questions, he said to Amon, “Why don’t you

glanced at Klein with “His” monocled

not the one who wants to

Klein shut his mouth and quietly

Amon raised “His” hand

“We’re here.”

few buildings that looked like half-steeples. More than ten giant stone pillars protruded out from the ground, reaching only the height of Klein’s knees. A few strands of wild grass grew out from the crevices, their blade-like tips

be people living here?”

monocle with “His” right index finger’s second joint, Amon smiled and said, “This place used to be a very large city. When the Cataclysm happened, the land cracked open and devoured the entire city, leaving behind only these structures to prove that it once

Klein’s mind. He sped up his pace and arrived at the destination where there was strange wild

entering a half-collapsed building, Klein instinctively looked around and observed the

were already indiscernible, and he could tell that the

lantern in his hand. Leaning against a thick stone pillar, he barely managed to imagine layers of

dangers of sleeping in such

strike harder! Before he fell

him before casually sitting down beside him and

to burn out in the lantern stopped melting, but the dim yellow light

last a few more minutes, it seemed to be able to last another few hours

like an error that

finally recovered his energy and

closed his eyes and pretended that

don’t think Amon can monitor my thoughts. “He” can only tell if my thoughts are harmful to

his past self through the Historical Void, a state that wasn’t directly

Rambis invaded his island

attempt wasn’t

of any intrusions, he split a portion of his self-awareness and stayed in the spiritual sky, calmly looking down at

examine if there were any abnormalities in his mind and thoughts

confirmed that there was nothing wrong with

still a Worm of Time in his body, it was still considered being parasitized at a superficial level. It was