Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 1168
Chapter 1168 My Anchors
In the blink of an eye, Amon saw the grayish-white fog and the ancient and majestic palace above.
“He” just needed to reach out “His” hand and pass through the final obstacle to truly touch Sefirah Castle and directly occupy the place and, in essence, take it away.
But at that moment, a gigantic bluish-black palm suddenly appeared above the Amon phantom, blocking “Him” from entering Sefirah Castle.
Amon’s projection subconsciously turned its head and looked in the direction of the palm. It saw the pus-covered, one-eyed giant who had long since died.
Bladel, who was known as the God of Glory, still didn’t show any signs of life in “His” exaggerated vertical eye. The curse of the grayish-yellow fog kept emanating from “His” body.
However, it was different from before. There were seemingly illusory black tubes behind “His” back. They extended all the way into the infinite distance, a mystery as to what they were connected to.
Boom!
The towering bluish-black giant instantly condensed a broadsword formed from the orange-red light of dusk. Holding it in one hand, “He” cleaved down at the side of the deep ravine where Amon’s body was.
This youngest son of the Giant King, the one who had died due to the curse, suddenly unleashed an unimaginable power after roaming aimlessly for thousands of years.
The “Twilight Sword” tore through the void and jumped out from the spot where the Angel of Time, Amon, was standing. It ripped through everything around it, turning into a storm that could destroy this desolate moor.
Amon didn’t move and remained standing there. No matter how the orange-red “sword” storm raged, it didn’t harm “Him” at all.
“He” seemed to have used some sort of “error” in this world again.
However, in this state, Amon was no longer able to transmit “His” ravings into Klein’s mind, allowing him to finally gain a sliver of peace.
Ignoring how he was about to lose control, he regained his clarity of mind using the clear and real surroundings and the layers of prayer. Then, he immediately resonated with the dark red “figure” sitting at The Fool’s seat above the gray fog, and he established a new connection.
He didn’t hesitate to return to Sefirah Castle!
And at this moment, Amon’s phantom, which was attempting to infiltrate above the gray fog, was obstructed by the bluish-black palm of the God of Glory, Bladel. “He” wasn’t able to instantly break through the titanic obstruction.
“His” avatar or true body, opened “His” mouth and said a
was help coming from the Evernight Goddess, but it wasn’t
his trump cards. He only believed that it might not be effective and had a very low chance of success. It could only be used as a glimmer of
entering the Forsaken Land of the Gods and obtaining some space to think on his own, he worked hard to find “resources”
former Chief
attempted to switch to Sequence 3 Ferryman of the Death pathway, but he ended up turning into
was related to illusory black tubes, and such a phenomenon had been seen from the Numinous Sect’s Artificial
Chief of the City of Silver was very likely related to Artificial
Forsaken Land of the Gods, other than the True Creator,
could be considered the Evernight Goddess
reasoning, Klein suspected that the Goddess could use the Uniqueness of the Death pathway to exert a low level of influence to some degree on certain things in the Forsaken
current Chief, Colin Iliad; the demigod Elder, Waite Chirmont, and Shepherd Elder, Lovia. They were either Sequence
who received feedback from the escapade, it was Derrick Berg who was under The Fool’s watch. He wasn’t
aware of the former City of
God of Combat to have an intense reaction, there was no way for “Him” to know that this would bring about unforeseen developments to
consciously performed certain tasks,
the city that believed in the phoenix, he didn’t take away the remaining Death pathway’s Beyonder characteristics,
the opportunity to commit suicide immediately. On the one hand, he was afraid that Amon would still have the ability to stop him and affect his other arrangements; while on the other hand, he tried to use the summoning of the Servant of Concealment Arianna’s projection to inform the Evernight Goddess about the
two matters, Klein had no idea what the final outcome would be. He had mostly focused his
Amon’s introduction. It took him only until now to realize that the Goddess had long gained some rudimentary control of this Giant King’s youngest son through the Death
that filled the Forsaken Land of the Gods helped “Her” conceal the illusory black tubes
end of the long, mottled table, the
a thought, Klein’s consciousness and Spirit
the resonance effect. He then saw himself—glazed eyes, on the brink of
monocled Amon raised “His” head, making eye contact with Klein, who was seated at The
for the Sea God Scepter and
fog boiled as the entirety of
amount of terrifying power gathered over, transforming into a torrent of lightning. The blue gems that lit up at the same time sent an illuminating light that surged down
deep rumble of thunder echoed as the terrifying silver lightning tore
projection disintegrated, and Klein’s
had finally succeeded
off the connection between Sefirah Castle and the real world, so as to prevent Amon’s true
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