Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1392

1392 Yesterday No More

In a room beside the Evernight cathedral in the Southern Continent, East Balam, Leonard’s consciousness returned to the real world.

After a few seconds of silence, he picked up the cup of coffee that had turned cold and took a sip.

The bitter taste filled his mouth, gradually waking his mind up.

“Old Man, what happened today?” Finally, Leonard couldn’t help but ask.

After a moment of silence, Pallez Zoroast replied wistfully, “Error has perished.”

Error… Leonard almost didn’t realize which existence Old Man was referring to.

In the next second, he couldn’t hide his astonishment as he nearly forgot to whisper, “Amon?”

This was a standard true god!

“Yes.” Pallez Zoroast’s voice sounded like “He” had aged considerably. “To be precise, Amon’s main body perished.”

Leonard wasn’t in the mood to distinguish the subtle meaning behind Old Man’s words. He asked in disbelief, “W-why was there no sign of it?”

He had witnessed the phenomena before and after the God of Combat died. He knew that it was a change that would affect the entire world and bring about many terrifying monsters and dangerous regions.

And just now, the only two abnormalities were:

The doors and windows suddenly closing, and him seemingly forgetting something.

In reality, the latter wasn’t strange at all. Most people would encounter something similar during their daily lives.

Pallez Zoroast’s tone sank.

“‘He’ should’ve perished in Sefirah Castle.”

Sefirah Castle? Leonard was shocked.

The venue of the gathering he had just attended was inside Sefirah Castle!

A war between gods has just erupted there? Amon actually infiltrated Sefirah Castle? Amidst Leonard’s thoughts, his expression gradually turned solemn.

“Old Man, Mr. Fool was injured because of this and had no choice but to enter a state of slumber?”

“Is ‘He’ about to enter a state of slumber?” Pallez Zoroast asked in return.

“He” didn’t seem to be too surprised about this.

Leonard tersely acknowledged.

“The reason ‘He’ summoned us today was because of this matter.”

Pallez Zoroast fell silent for a few seconds before saying,

is indeed related to the previous battle of gods and Amon’s infiltration, but

Leonard blurted out

irreversible corruption can

Zoroast regained “His”

has godhood. By relying on godhood to become a powerhouse, one can never escape the shackles

Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is equivalent to half a ‘Lord of the

than demigods at his level. However, he still had several holes in the knowledge on this matter. Even though

to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old Man

cleverly didn’t probe further. He changed the topic in a deep

why is Klein sleeping as

wake him

Zoroast’s tone

me

even The Fool has no better solution, much

for a moment. He picked up his coffee

you have any way of ‘Stealing’

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

definition of artistic flair is vague with no clear

if you change it to natural talent, there’s a

couldn’t do anything about “Stealing” the natural talent of others to help him

Zoroast added with a smile, “If you can’t accept this method, then you can find a natural talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with him and give him the money he wants to exchange for

deal with the devil…” Leonard

spend money to hire naturally talented

you say so earlier?”

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

think of

you had eliminated

Man’s mockery. After some serious thought, he felt that this

felt a little guilty and uneasy, as if he

someone to write songs and poems, I have to write a little… With this in

you going?” Pallez

“I’m going to

he began to collect poem anthologies that were suitable for some spirits to read, allowing him to chant

bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered a few of those

would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly

next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He”

for promoting the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply

Zoroast fell silent once again before saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to pay more attention to

walked down the stairs and entered the streets. He looked at

“Yes.”

he was still a Midnight Poet. At that time, he

…

Church south

found himself standing in front of

dim outside, and the flowers

towards Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly different from the other Tarot

sadness, and confusion, there was

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