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.”

the pain, Klein raised his hand to rub his temples, feeling exhausted. Every Worm of Spirit was calling for

borrowed from his past self had been mostly expended. There was still the continuous “Traveling” after that. By using Angel’s Embrace to remove traces, he was already

fog to check on his surroundings before entering a deep sleep and replenish his energy. Alas, he ended up suffering an ambush from Amon, which resulted in him being parasitized. He had been tormented all the way to the

need to rest now,” Klein put

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

the hillside, “There’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

wanted to directly control the flame of the lantern to complete a Flaming Jump, but his drained spirituality stopped him. He could only follow Amon and rely

of asking more questions, he said to Amon,

head and glanced at Klein with “His” monocled right eye. The corners of “His” lips curled

not the one

mouth and quietly

ten bolts of lightning flashes, Amon raised “His”

“We’re here.”

stone pillars protruded out from

to be people living here?” Klein rubbed

the 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

up in Klein’s mind. He sped up his

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

stone walls that had cracked open had murals that had been washed away by thousands of years. They were already indiscernible, and

lantern in his hand. Leaning

didn’t care about the dangers of

strike harder! Before he fell asleep, Klein

him before casually sitting down beside him and snapping

lantern stopped melting,

minutes, it seemed to be able to last another few hours or even

like an error that violated the

an unknown period of time of feeling groggy, Klein finally recovered

was temporarily unable to respond to this. He closed

thoughts. “He” can only tell if my thoughts are harmful to

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

Hvin Rambis invaded

wasn’t

maintain his lucidity in dreams and the mind world regardless of any intrusions, he split a portion of his self-awareness and stayed in

if there were any abnormalities

confirmed that there was nothing wrong with

other words, even if there was still a Worm of Time in his body, it was still considered being parasitized at a superficial level.