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.”

recovered from the pain, Klein raised his hand 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

he had planned on going above the gray 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 Forsaken Land of the Gods.

now,” Klein put down his

request, because the more he failed at escaping despite trying his best, the more

turned slightly as “He” said while facing 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

Jump, but his drained spirituality stopped him. He could only follow Amon and rely

mind of asking more questions, he said to Amon, “Why don’t you ‘steal’ the distance to

and glanced at Klein with “His” monocled right eye. The

one who

his mouth and

Amon raised “His” hand and

“We’re here.”

that looked like half-steeples. More than ten giant stone pillars protruded out from the ground, reaching only the

people living here?” Klein rubbed his temples

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

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

entering a half-collapsed building, Klein instinctively looked around

had murals that had been washed away by thousands of years. They were already indiscernible, and he could tell that the people in the city believed that entering Heaven

in his hand. Leaning against a thick stone pillar, he

about the dangers of sleeping

come strike harder! Before he fell asleep, Klein shouted in his

casually

out in the lantern stopped melting,

having fuel to last a few more minutes, it seemed to be able to

that

unknown period of time of feeling groggy, Klein finally recovered

closed his eyes and

being “Parasitized” at a deeper level, I don’t think Amon can monitor my thoughts. “He” can only tell if my thoughts are

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

when Hvin Rambis invaded

attempt wasn’t

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

if there were any abnormalities in his mind and thoughts that were being

series of strict comparisons, he confirmed that there was nothing

it was still considered being