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.”

rub his temples, feeling exhausted. Every Worm of Spirit

chased by Zaratul, the spirituality that he borrowed from his past self had been mostly expended. There

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

to rest now,” Klein put down his right hand and said

despite trying his best, the more he could satisfy this God

“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 the wilderness. I just feel that you humans might prefer a place that gives you a sense

lantern to complete a Flaming Jump, but

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

Klein with “His” monocled right eye. The corners of

the one who wants

his mouth and quietly walked

of lightning flashes, Amon raised “His” hand and

“We’re here.”

less than a hundred meters away, there were a few buildings that looked like half-steeples. More than ten giant stone pillars protruded out from the

used to be people living here?” Klein rubbed his

place used to be a very large city. When the Cataclysm happened, the land cracked open and

civilization… This thought suddenly popped up in Klein’s mind. He sped up his pace and

a half-collapsed building, Klein instinctively looked around

away by thousands of years. They were already indiscernible, and he could tell that the people in the

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

care about the dangers of sleeping in such an

danger come strike harder! Before he fell asleep, Klein shouted

black-robed Amon glanced at him before casually sitting

the lantern stopped melting, but the dim yellow light continued

only having fuel to last a few more minutes, it seemed to be able to last another few hours or even

like an error that violated the laws of

of feeling groggy, Klein finally recovered

to this. He closed his eyes and

level, I don’t think Amon can monitor my thoughts. “He” can only tell if

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

was when Hvin Rambis

attempt wasn’t stopped

he was able to maintain his lucidity in dreams and the mind world regardless of any intrusions, he split a portion of his self-awareness and stayed in the spiritual sky, calmly

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

he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his

his body, it was still considered being parasitized at a superficial level. It was