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?”

this time,

the Forsaken Land of the Gods,

a classic black mage’s robe, Amon led Klein

dark red weeds grew out from their

truly dead. There were still a few survivors left. He had no idea what method they had used to transform into

a certain abnormality. Some were grayish-white,

that they couldn’t see hope on a daily basis while the

of hope surfacing, only to be met with despair time and

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

and saw a door covered in pale

pathway to hide a portion of the area.

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

this city. I can use it to connect to a similar region far away.

watched as Amon stretched out “His” left hand

it rapidly spread outwards, becoming

deformed monster hiding in the depths of the darkness while spying on the

had already completed the process of obtaining initial control over it and deepened his influence. However, he waited until now before he

on the heels of that, Klein and the marionette reached out their hands at the same time.

hand was something in the shape of a full moon, and was embedded with scarlet gemstones, the Scarlet Lunar Corona. In his marionette’s hand was an ancient,

time, they opened their mouths and made a “bang” sound. They used Air Cannons to push the

pleas for help. This also meant that Mr. Door’s powers could enter

all “doors.” He was one of the existences who was most unwilling to see Amon become an “Error” or control

he could use this opportunity to interfere with the Angel of Time

to the door, magnifying or distorting the loopholes created by Amon; thus, affecting

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

Magician, unprepared performances were often synonymous with

make preparations in advance, he could quietly summon Mr. Azik’s, Reinette Tinekerr’s, and Snake of Fate Will Auceptin’s historical projections. Against a Sequence 2, even if there was

Corona and ancient-looking Master Key whistled through the air

that formed the illusory door distorted and devoured the two items. It was

the vortex was invisible, like a

to turn around, “He” made a slight pause as if “He” had heard an old

this pause disappeared instantly, as though

Amon’s gaze directed at Klein, the

Spirit Body Threads, the summoning of Historical Void projections,

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

Klein to switch places