Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1266 Light

For a demigod Beyonder, they experienced a qualitative change due to their powerful souls. Even in death, their psyche could persist for some time. Unless this was circumvented due to an enemy deliberately destroying it, a High-Sequence Beyonder, who continued having a strong desire or unresolved matters during their state of death, could have their remnant will last longer. As such, he could slowly assimilate the surrounding areas, allowing it to mix with the spirit world, and even the Underworld, so as to turn it into an evil spirit.

Therefore, although Colin Iliad had stopped breathing, he was still able to hear Derrick’s cry while sitting at the top of the ancient god’s staircase in tattered silver armor. He turned his head to look at the underaged demigod before smiling.

“Compared to the Elders of the past, it’s a form of luck for Lovia and myself to die here.”

Upon hearing this, Derrick gaped his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt something pressing down on his heart, blocking his throat.

Not far away, Klein raised the Staff of the Stars and attempted to use Will Auceptin’s “Reboot” to save Colin Iliad. However, he failed several times in a row. Even the successful attempt didn’t have the ability to reverse everything. The effects were clearly inferior to the original’s, and it involved a Uniqueness—Amon’s true body had descended.

He’s already dead, so he can’t even be turned into a marionette. He can only consider turning into an evil spirit, but there’s almost no evil spirit that can maintain their humanity. Even Dark Angel Sasrir failed to do so… The only exception is the Red Angel Medici trio. But that was only after “They” left “Their” “territory” and went to Bansy Harbor… This Chief doesn’t seem willing to take this route… To the residents of the City of Silver, becoming an evil spirit is undoubtedly a curse… Klein sighed and cast his gaze elsewhere to observe the Giant King’s palace that had its shadows recede.

Colin Iliad examined Derrick’s face and sighed.

“When you return, you’ll be a member of the six-member council.

“I know. Relative to your age, this is a very heavy responsibility, but everyone in the City of Silver has to be prepared to shoulder everyone’s fate.”

Derrick nodded and said with a nasal voice, “Yes, Your Excellency!”

Colin Iliad revealed an amiable smile.

“Don’t be worried that they’ll misunderstand this. I’ll tell you a secret. Currently, in the City of Silver, only Waite and I know of it.

“When you get back, tell this to Waite immediately. He will understand that Lovia’s and my death has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, you will not obtain this secret from me.”

Having said that, Colin Iliad looked up at Gehrman Sparrow and nodded gently.

“From today onwards, everyone in the City of Silver can freely change their faith to Mr. Fool.”

Derrick wasn’t excited at all. He nodded heavily, indicating that he understood.

Colin Iliad immediately retracted his gaze. A layer of solemnity and bitterness appeared on his clearly exhausted face.

“That secret is related to the second god-level Sealed Artifact of our City of Silver.

“It’s called ‘Gift of the Land.'”

Derrick wiped his eyes with his arm and listened attentively to the Chief’s description.

Colin Iliad sighed and continued, “It’s precisely because of this Sealed Artifact that Black-Faced Grass can grow around the City of Silver, preventing us from completely sinking into the dark ages…”

Derrick’s pupils dilated as the sadness in his heart eased.

discovery of Black-Faced Grass as the key turning point in the history of the City of Silver. He believed that if there was no such safe and harmless staple food, then the City of Silver

Derrick thought of many things. He finally understood why the mushrooms that Mr. World had given

Iliad’s gaze swept across his face,

with the fate of being cursed. Only people who are killed by their immediate family wouldn’t

“Cornucopia has a price.”

Derrick’s expression froze.

his heart. He had always blamed the corresponding curse on this land that had been forsaken by the gods. But now, the Chief had told him the truth which was unlike what he imagined. The curse gave them the food they

glazed over as he seemed to recall killing his father,

His voice became fleeting.

would not transform

I didn’t tell her that this was the truth. As the Gift of the Land’s range is huge, most people who are about to die are unable to

can grasp. I tried my best exploring and fighting, hoping that future generations wouldn’t have to

Silver, who was clearly advanced in his years, slowly exhaled. Without giving Derrick a chance to make a promise, he seemed to recall something as he said, “Also, you mustn’t

stopped scrutinizing his surroundings as

a deep voice,

long died. ‘Her’ corpse is in the City of Silver, and more precisely, it’s the Gift

his pupils dilated as a chill ran down his

of Silver and became a Sealed Artifact. Then, who is the one currently masquerading as Earth

…

covered in moon flowers and night vanilla, the sunset giant’s sword struck the heavy, pitch-black sickle

had been destroyed by the intense battle of the gods, time seemed to come to a halt. Be it the giant wearing tattered armor who was bathing in the dusk, or the humanoid demonic wolf with six arms, “They” seemed to become a part of an oil painting. Everything stood on the spot, maintaining

through its heart as it frantically drained the

voluptuous woman. It formed a deep autumn

the woman who was carrying the

accessory in “Her” hand flew out and accurately pierced through the gap

portion of the sunset giant’s body collapsed. An orange-red sunset pierced through

a lake that made all living creatures age. Some fused with some lucky creatures, turning them into crazy and powerful monsters, while others enveloped

Mythical Creatures, who were helping Feysac and

Abomination

a small cathedral that no one

simple white robe opened his eyes. They

out a golden potion and opened

…

ended

seen it with her own eyes, she never would’ve believed that the war would

the Silver Knight in front of her seemed to suffer a heavy mental blow.

Silver Knight, the angels and saints of the Feysac and Intis allied forces fled one after

Low- and Mid-Sequence Beyonders, and ordinary soldiers didn’t attempt

coming out of their houses, shelters, or hiding spots, one after another. They stared blankly at

numb, and their eyes were vacant. They didn’t know how and

lack of people who had once been saved by the charity foundation. Many of them looked familiar to