Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1167 When the Stars Are Righ

“Chernobyl!”

Upon hearing Amon’s words, Klein’s first reaction was one of shock.

Back when they were approaching the bluish-black, single-eyed giant, he had come up with many possibilities, but he never expected to hear such a name.

This was akin to seeing a machine gun appear in an ancient oil painting, or a novel’s plot appearing in a scientific paper. It was filled with unbelievable contradictions.

In the next second, he thought of the funny matter about how the ancient sun god had used “His” rib to create Dark Angel Sasrir, but had named “His” eldest son Adam. He instinctively believed that the current situation was similar, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

To have Amon, who was so powerful that “He” was almost a “bug” in the real world, a King of Angels who always wore a sinister smile on “His” face, speak the name with such seriousness and solemnity, it made Klein unable to hold back his laughter. Besides, he had no intention of controlling himself.

It’s best if “He” gets angry from the embarrassment and kills me… The reason Amon is this way today has largely to do with the ancient sun god’s method of upbringing! The corners of Klein’s mouth curved into a smile, prepared to ruthlessly vent his inner laughter.

At this moment, another bolt of silvery-white lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the deep ravine. It made Klein once again see the grayish-white building at the bottom.

This was a building that was completely different from the current style of the Fourth, Third, and even the Second Epoch.

Thump!

Klein’s heart rapidly contracted before it expanded again. The smile he just made froze on his face.

Thump! Thump!

When he heard his own heartbeat, he suddenly had the common sense he had regarding the present world appear in his mind.

12 months a year, 365 days a year, has leap years…

24 hours a day, 60 minutes a day, 60 seconds a minute…

It’s confirmed to be a planet…

There’s a sun and a moon in the sky…

Badump! Badump! Badump!

Klein’s instinct prevented him from thinking any further, but deep in his heart, there was still a “voice.”

Could it be that I’ve never actually “transmigrated”? I’ve always been on Earth the entire time, but I’ve been hanging from the door of light above the gray fog for too long, making me truly not belong to this era…

that didn’t catch his attention spewed out like a volcano in his

Sea, before entering the ruins of the battlefield of the gods, there are rotting and crumbling steel buildings around the ancient well. They appeared

Sea with its complicated and winding sea routes… Also, Sonia Island is like the gigantic landmass in the north that drifted south… Midseashire is like the expanded and connected

the Northern Continent have changed a lot, but the overall

that case… the Western Continent where the elves come from, and the Forsaken Land of the Gods in the Eastern Continent, will

sea, there’s a lost

parents are humans… The Sanguine, elves also seem

transmigrators from Earth? Why would all of them be people from my era?

was as if lightning was constantly exploding in his mind. This caused

the Emperor consumed the potions from the Savant pathway. If the cosmos was completely identical, he would’ve discovered it a long time ago… The opposing opinion appeared in Klein’s mind. They were like a

later, he remembered

was a terrifying prophecy that he had read online

rise from underground, and the Great

The other was:

careful of the

randomly made up? When the stars are right… So, this resulted in the previous

deal of strength before

my hometown, but I will never be able to return

to this understanding and realization, the grayish-white fog silently appeared in front

he directly stood in front of the Waning Forest, which corresponded to the end of the First Epoch

boundless gray fog in front of him was no longer empty. Deep in the fog, in a very

like lighthouses, illuminating the path of history. They led Klein forward as they traced back thousands

He saw transparent cocoons hanging above it, and himself in a

past as the grayish-white fog beneath the door opened, layer

tall skyscrapers with all kinds of cars

collapsed, broken steel bars tearing out of their frames. Some of the cars had caved in, others had broken down. There were even some that had been squashed into metallic pancakes. The passers-by looked

Klein

knew very well

This world was Earth!

that moment, he completely digested the Scholar of

to the real world. He realized that his connection with Sefirah Castle had

buzzing sounds, the resonance generated by the prayers of the Tarot Club

Klein at The Fool’s seat was trying to establish some sort

was no longer a need for him to chant the incantation or

was undoubtedly the best

that this world was Earth. Believing that Amon

the corner of his eye reflected the pointy-hatted, monocled, classic mage-robed Amon curled “His” lips into a smile—one that spoke of