Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1381 Authority

Inside the white tower, the headquarters of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

After Lucca Brewster, who was trapped underground, completed his prayer, he focused his attention back on the seal autonomously strengthening itself.

He wanted to find out exactly what was going on, to see if he could decipher the secrets hidden within and use them to invent some mystical techniques.

As he proceeded down each level, checking each and every Sealed Artifact, Lucca was taken aback and stopped in his tracks.

His expression became rather confused. He was lost on whether to take his next step with his left foot or right foot.

This seemed to be a very profound, esoteric question to comprehend.

In the Southern Continent, beside a cathedral belonging to the Evernight Goddess.

Leonard picked up the cup of coffee made from local ground beans and wanted to take a sip.

During this process, his thoughts wandered to the closed windows and the bright sky, trying to figure out the anomaly.

However, he was unable to leave the room and was sealed here. As for Old Man, Pallez Zoroast, “He” had fallen into a strange state of silence without answering his questions.

Thankfully, there wasn’t any additional danger. Therefore, Leonard could still sit in peace, using thoughts to replace action.

After an unknown period of time, he looked down at the cup of coffee that had been placed back on the table. He frowned slightly and muttered to himself in puzzlement, “What did I want to do just now?”

The Rorsted Archipelago, in the concealed Bayam City.

Having not noticed the changes in the environment, Danitz carefully fiddled with the telegraph device in his room.

The Golden Dream had recently come to the Sonia Sea and stopped at a port with a telegraph office. Danitz wanted to invite them over to Bayam as guests to take in the grandeur of a Lord’s Oracle.

If possible, he wished that the Golden Dream could use Bayam as its primary harbor. This way, he could return to the ship at any time to participate in adventures and seek out treasures. At the same time, he could choose to listen to the captain’s lectures.

As an all-rounder, Danitz had no doubt mastered all the knowledge and techniques needed to send a telegram. At that moment, he sat in front of the machine and quickly tapped his fingers, sending out the words he had constructed.

At the very beginning, his thoughts were clear and his words were proper. This left him somewhat smug.

Gradually, his eyes stared straight and his hands didn’t stop moving, as if he was doing it on instinct.

After the telegram was sent out, Danitz exhaled, picked up a cup, and gulped down a mouthful of beer.

It was quicker than I expected. Even if I lose my job in the future, I can still go to the telegraph office to get a job with a good salary, Danitz thought proudly and worriedly.

He casually picked up the telegram draft and recalled the process of how he sent it out. His expression gradually turned odd.

the end?” Danitz couldn’t help

likely mocked the first mate, second mate, Iron Skin, and Barrel

he suspected that he had been controlled by the potion. The content he had written didn’t actually

telegram to indicate that the content from before had nothing to do with him. It was all a result of Anderson

he realized that something was amiss outside. The sky was gray and

…

objects that had been concealed by the Evernight Goddess broke through the restrictions

were like Amon’s actual body, looking somewhat dazed without making

the Evernight Goddess also paused in midair in confusion, as though “She” hadn’t thought about “Her” subsequent actions. However, “Her” first

who had been restricted by the thick prism-like spots of light in “Their” own kingdoms, also experienced certain

seemed to have fought to “His” limits and had no choice but to retreat into the seal.

regained “His” self-awareness and lucidity, was

I? What am

Forsaken Land of the Gods, the ancient sun god’s giant shadow sighed

the astral world brightened as it stabbed into the “eyes” of Amon’s true body, avatars,

and made use of the

information suddenly dispersed and fused with the various symbols around it, instantly

black, python-like tentacles with an eyeball on their ends retracted rapidly. No one knew where they

up the chance to exert “His” influence while his condition was unstable. “He” raised “His” hand and adjusted the

figure split into multiple seemingly illusory

time, preventing any existences like the

avatars faded and disappeared in a bizarre

act of “Amon’s true body leaving” to being equivalent to “Amons

shadow that the ancient sun god had, expanded only to shrink and transform back

the feet of this Visionary, the sea that contained all colors instantly dissipated as though it had

up at the astral world, Adam returned to the back of that shadow screen

and it wasn’t over yet. The attempt to raise “Himself” to the level of half a

the astral world, as the war subsided, the natural barrier formed by plants and the portraits of civilization faded

thick spots of light outside

the ancient palace, put away the pitch-black coffin; the Twilight

the mask, it

his face, and he placed the other at his abdomen. His back was slightly

looked at the Evernight Goddess’s face that was covered with a thin black veil, a pitch-black cloak appeared outside his body. Slippery

Heaven and Earth for Blessings

in Klein’s ears, tearing through

the Lord of the Mysteries. Even if “His” will was slowly worn down by time,

Klein expected, Klein suspected that he might not be able

he could still seek the Evernight Goddess’s help to give him a drop of the River of Eternal Darkness’s river water. However,

his own consciousness and anchors, Klein stabilized

this moment, he was unable

gently and