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

Skin, and Barrel towards the latter half of

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

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

he realized that something was amiss outside. The sky was gray and there wasn’t a

…

been concealed by the Evernight Goddess broke through the

like Amon’s actual body, looking

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

and Wisdom, who had been restricted by the thick prism-like spots of light in “Their” own kingdoms, also experienced certain changes. The intensity of their

returned to the Magic Wishing Lamp. “He” seemed to have fought to “His” limits and had no choice but to retreat into the seal. He also seemed to recall something as

had just regained “His” self-awareness and lucidity, was once again confused. His face was filled with

am I? Where am I? What am

sun god’s

it stabbed into the “eyes” of

and made use of the

fused with

on their ends retracted rapidly. No one knew where

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

figure split into multiple

existences like

Amon’s true body left, “His” avatars faded and

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

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

the sea that contained all colors instantly dissipated

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

and the True Creator had just begun, and it wasn’t over yet. The attempt to raise “Himself” to the level of half a

world, as the war subsided, the natural barrier formed by plants and

and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom first shattered the thick spots of

put away the pitch-black coffin; the Twilight Sword; the

produced the mask, it transformed into

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

Evernight Goddess’s face that was covered with a thin black veil, a pitch-black

The Fool, the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings

crazy ravings and roars continued to echo in Klein’s ears, tearing through his mind, letting him know that this was going to be his

was no way to kill the Lord of the Mysteries. Even if “His” will was slowly worn down by time, “His” consciousness would remain forever. “He” could snatch Klein’s

the Mysteries’s will, making the awakening “Him” weaker than what Klein expected, Klein suspected that he might not be able to survive. All he could do was watch as his body collapsed and he became

the Evernight Goddess’s help to give him a drop of the River of Eternal Darkness’s river water. However, this wasn’t a long-term solution. He could only delay it for some time before

consciousness and anchors, Klein stabilized the consciousness of

he was

gently and