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.

in the end?” Danitz couldn’t help

and Barrel towards the latter half of the

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

nothing to do with him. It was all

he realized that something was amiss outside. The

…

existences and objects that had been concealed by the Evernight

Amon’s actual body, looking somewhat

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

“Their” own kingdoms, also experienced certain changes. The intensity of their counterattacks was clearly lower, giving people a sense of self-doubt, unsure if the entity before

Magic Wishing Lamp. “He” seemed to have fought to “His” limits and had

had just regained “His” self-awareness and lucidity, was

am I? What am

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

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

senses and made use of the time to

of information suddenly dispersed and fused with the

with an eyeball on their ends retracted rapidly. No one knew where

to exert “His” influence while his condition was unstable. “He” raised “His”

split into multiple seemingly illusory and realistic

any existences like the Evernight Goddess from

“His” avatars faded and

of “Amon’s true body leaving”

expanded only to shrink and transform back into Adam, who carried a thick shadow

contained all colors

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

fusion between “Him” and the True Creator had just begun, and it wasn’t over yet. The attempt to raise “Himself” to the level of half a Great Old One was actually rather difficult and risky. This would make “Their” progress a lot slower in the

subsided, the natural barrier formed by plants and the portraits of civilization faded away, along

spots of light outside “Their”

the pitch-black coffin; the

the mask, it transformed

invisible mask on his face, and he placed the other at his abdomen. His back was slightly arched,

head and looked at the Evernight Goddess’s face that was covered with a thin black veil, a pitch-black cloak appeared

of Heaven and Earth for Blessings in

Klein’s ears, tearing through

the Mysteries. Even if “His” will was slowly worn down by time, “His” consciousness would remain

Mysteries’s will, making the awakening “Him” weaker than what Klein expected, Klein

a drop of the River of Eternal Darkness’s river water. However, this wasn’t a

anchors, Klein stabilized the consciousness of the Celestial

this moment, he

and said, “What you need