Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1307 Meeting

In the middle of the primitive island, in the Black Emperor mausoleum.

After sending away Bernadette, Roselle didn’t immediately fall into a deep sleep. He slowly raised his head and looked up once again into the infinite distance.

Above the gray fog, Klein sighed silently. He put down the Staff of the Stars and grabbed a paper figurine before shaking it.

With a smacking sound, the paper figurine rapidly thickened and expanded before flying into the translucent vortex formed from illusory mysterious symbols beside The Fool’s chair.

Although Bernadette had already moved to the edge of the primitive island and Klein could no longer see the situation inside the Black Emperor mausoleum through the prayer light. However, he could use the symbol of The Fool that had merged with Roselle’s figure to maintain a connection with the Emperor up to a certain extent.

After the paper figurine passed through the slowly spinning vortex, it descended into the dim mausoleum which had an unknown light source. It then turned into a human in front of the central platform.

This human’s black hair and brown eyes were somewhat similar to Gehrman Sparrow’s, but he didn’t have clear-cut features. The lines weren’t deep enough, and his bearing wasn’t cold enough. There were also certain differences in his facial features. His chin and stomach had a small amount of fat induced by an indulgent society. It was Klein’s original appearance as Zhou Mingrui, the Zhou Mingrui who had been hanging inside Sefirah Castle for thousands of years beside Roselle Huang Tao Gustav.

Roselle wasn’t surprised by his appearance. With one hand on the armrest, he leaned forward slightly and said, “You’re here.”

“I’m here.” Klein nodded indiscernibly.

“You shouldn’t be here.” Roselle sighed.

“I’m already here.” Klein very naturally participated in completing the meme populated by a popular Chinese novel by Gu Long.

Having completely confirmed the origins of the fellow in front of him, Roselle returned to his normal sitting posture, chuckling as he said, “I originally planned on asking where you’re from to see there’s any need for regional discrimination[1], but after some thought, there’s no need for that. We’re all anachronistic miserable wretches without a home.”

Without waiting for Klein’s reply, the Emperor’s voice sank as he asked, “You know the truth about the apocalypse?”

“Yes.” Klein nodded slightly.

Roselle continued asking, “You know that this is Earth?”

“Yes,” Klein answered frankly.

When Roselle heard that, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

“You actually learned about it so early. I only dared to confirm it after I went to the moon and saw the true appearance of this planet from high above.”

and said, “The moon is bizarre. I clearly felt terror, but

around me, but I didn’t dare to write it in the diary in that state.

I did previously to switch to the Black Emperor pathway. Apart from the impending apocalypse with Sequence 0s being the only ones capable of protecting the people ‘They’ wish to protect, ‘They’ can hide them in other planets in the vast universe and use the corresponding authorities to rebuild a set of order for humans to survive in desolate

half-crazy, I’d have the chance of resurrecting in the mausoleum or in the astral world. When that happened, what would return to

and the God of Steam

was a new life of corruption… Perhaps only Great Old

the Great Old One

guessed Emperor Roselle’s condition based on what he knew and what had just happened. He wasn’t surprised at all as he calmly replied, “The one who corrupted you is called the Mother Goddess of Depravity.

faintly

saying, “I know the Primordial Moon, but I didn’t know that ‘Her’ true honorific name is the

Mr. Door’s cry for help might not have been a

off-island. He had some sort of

Roselle laughed and sighed.

the feeling that I could reload a save file and redo things.

on this island. He returned here after dying and regained new life. Isn’t this the influence of the Primordial Moon? After I finished all sorts of investigations and did the corresponding purifications, I felt that I was fine. But in fact, fate might’ve undergone a tiny change at that moment. This resulted in me encountering Mr. Door

can’t blame Mr. Door. ‘His’

Emperor mean that he has been targeted by the Mother Goddess of Depravity the moment

thought that

problem or what kind of patchwork was needed subsequently when faced with certain situations. This made Roselle treat this primitive island as his secret

to be very gratified that he had committed a mistake that

and secretive organization, there was almost no mention of

that moment, Roselle paused for a moment before saying, “You should’ve read my diary. You should know what the ancient

Klein nodded.

that you wouldn’t dare mention the name of

exceeds our imagination, so it’s better to be more careful. After all, I’m not a complete Sequence 0 true god.” After Roselle said this simple sentence, his brows suddenly furrowed. “How much of

and sorrowful, Klein would definitely find it irresistible to reply with “the taste of a Demoness ain’t bad” as a way

replied

added, “I even

Roselle blurted

paper figurine’s expression from above the gray fog and said in a flat tone,

as the faint crease on his brows eased. “Thankfully, it’s not the Demoness, The

as he looked at

he realized something

should know very well