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.”

this point, the Emperor sighed and said, “The moon is bizarre. I clearly felt terror, but I didn’t even consider the possibility of

did occasionally gain a certain level of clarity from the views of people around me, but I didn’t dare to write it in the diary in that state. I was afraid of exposing secrets and losing my final

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 lands. I also

Black Emperor and was truly killed after turning half-crazy, I’d have the chance of resurrecting in the mausoleum or in the astral world. When that happened, what would return to me would be a pure Uniqueness and three Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics. I wouldn’t be tainted at all, nor will I contain

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my imagination. Accompanying my revival was a new life of corruption… Perhaps only Great Old Ones can

terminate the revival process, and live such an ignoble existence in my final mausoleum to prevent the Great Old One

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. ‘She’ has bewitched many believers

that appeared faintly on Roselle’s

saying, “I know the Primordial Moon, but I didn’t

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

the situations happening off-island. He had some sort of premonition about

Roselle laughed and sighed.

in the first half of my life was that I was too confident. I always had the feeling that I could reload a save file and redo things. I

did the corresponding purifications, I felt that I was fine. But

Mr. Door. ‘His’ condition might be worse

been targeted by the Mother Goddess of Depravity the moment he discovered this primitive island? Klein

thought that

understanding it, one wouldn’t be able to accurately determine how serious the problem or what kind of patchwork was needed subsequently when faced with certain situations. This made Roselle treat this primitive island as his secret base; thus not

gratified that he had committed a mistake that almost anyone would

said, “In that ancient and secretive organization, there was almost no mention of

saying, “You should’ve read my diary. You should know what

Klein nodded.

expected that you wouldn’t dare mention the name of ‘His’

isn’t simple. ‘He’ might have an understanding of the Outer Deities that far exceeds our imagination, so it’s better to be more careful. After all,

atmosphere wasn’t that heavy and sorrowful, Klein would definitely find it irresistible to reply with “the taste of a Demoness ain’t

he replied calmly,

added, “I even found a few

ones?” Roselle blurted

expression from above the gray fog and said in a flat tone, “Black Emperor,

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

as he looked at the Emperor without a

that, he

all watched live-streams, so you should know very well how normal it is to