Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1160 Improving

City of Silver, at the top of the spire.

After waiting for a long time, Derrick still didn’t receive a response from Mr. Fool.

This made him panic a little. He didn’t understand what this meant, nor did he know how to deal with it.

Mr. Fool is in a state where he can’t respond to his prayers? Yes, “He” informed us two days ago that the gathering next week would be canceled. This should be a sign… Having recalled what happened previously, Derrick barely managed to calm his anxiety and nervousness.

He couldn’t be blamed for having such a huge reaction, because the City of Silver’s textbooks recorded similar situations:

The Creator who normally responded to “His” believers suddenly stopped responding and forsook this land!

After a few seconds of silence, Derrick stood up and returned to the room where the Chief was. He said to Colin Iliad, “We have to wait a few more days.”

“Wait?” Demon Hunter Colin repeated the keyword as he frowned slightly.

From his point of view, this was an unusual matter, seemingly symbolizing a bad development.

Derrick resisted his instinctive reaction of scratching the back of his head, and he nodded with some difficulty.

“Yes.”

The grizzled Colin Iliad stared at him for a few seconds before nodding slowly.

“Alright, head back first.”

Backlund East Borough, inside a two-bedroom rental apartment.

Fors, who was wrapped in thick clothes, paced around the warm stove, her face full of doubt.

Finally, she turned her head and looked at Xio.

“Why hasn’t Mr. World replied?”

“Perhaps he’s preoccupied with something,” Xio explained the reason she had long considered. “Perhaps it’s because it’s not convenient for Mr. Fool to pass on your prayers. ‘He’ has temporarily paused the gathering.”

Fors nodded thoughtfully and said, “Mr. Fool informed us that the gathering will be temporarily paused next week. It was only decided in the middle of the week. Is this related to George III?”

all this time, Xio acknowledged and said,

of the Gods,

robe, Amon

grew out from their cracks, wrapping around the avian

this city weren’t truly dead. There were still a few survivors left. He had no idea what method they had used to transform into monsters

these monsters were originally residents of this city was because their Spirit Body Threads had a certain abnormality. Some were grayish-white, some were distorted, and some were sticky. They were completely different from the monsters elsewhere. They greatly resembled the corpses inside the

of despair was that they couldn’t see

various instances of hope surfacing, only to be

of the light and walked all the way into the deepest part

saw a door covered in pale white

abilities of the Apprentice pathway to hide a

Secrets Sorcerer’s powers? With some realization, Klein nodded, indicating that he

it to connect

Klein watched as Amon stretched out “His” left hand and pressed

rapidly spread outwards, becoming more

the depths of the darkness while spying on the

seconds ago, Klein had already completed the process of obtaining initial control over it and deepened his influence. However, he

reached out their hands at the same time. They took advantage of the opportunity

and was embedded with scarlet gemstones, the Scarlet Lunar Corona. In his marionette’s hand was an ancient, brass-colored

used Air Cannons to push the Scarlet Lunar Corona and the Master

pleas for help. This also meant that Mr.

was the controller of all “doors.” He was one of the existences who was most unwilling to

hoped that he could use this opportunity to interfere with the Angel of Time and create a good enough opportunity for

affecting the King of Angels of the Marauder pathway and teleporting “Him” far away, Klein would

his previous attempts, Klein realized his greatest disadvantage. It wasn’t that he was one Sequence short and had a qualitative gap in power level. Instead, he had lost the initiative and couldn’t make proper preparations. Every time he began preparing, he would be interrupted or foiled

a veteran Magician, unprepared performances were often synonymous

of Fate Will Auceptin’s historical projections. Against a Sequence 2, even if there was no way to

Key whistled

distorted and devoured the two

the vortex was invisible, like a

a slight pause as if “He” had heard

this pause disappeared instantly, as

gaze directed at Klein, the latter instantly lost six

of Spirit Body Threads, the summoning of Historical

losing these six Beyonder powers for a marionette didn’t affect Klein’s subsequent

before had allowed Klein