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,

battle of gods and Amon’s infiltration, but it’s not because of injuries, but because

blurted

irreversible corruption can still be encountered by

Zoroast regained “His” previous poignant

godhood to become a powerhouse, one can never escape the

this point, it’s the same for you and me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’

level. However, he still had several holes in the knowledge on

level had transcended Sequence 0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old Man had just said,

He changed the

is Klein sleeping as

you able to wake him up as

tone was somewhat

me know about matters at the

awakening, even The Fool has

for a moment. He picked up his coffee cup

hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

with no clear categorization.

to natural talent,

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

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

a little like a deal with the devil…”

and said, “There’s another simple solution. That is to spend money to

why didn’t you say so

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

to think

had eliminated this option

ignored Old Man’s mockery. After some serious thought, he felt that this idea was

little guilty and uneasy, as if he was

matter, I still have to do something personally… Apart from inviting someone to write songs and poems, I have to

Pallez Zoroast asked in

frowned slightly as he said firmly, “I’m going to the nearby

he advanced to Nightmare, he had given up the collection of poems he had bought in the past, making most of them nothing but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he began to collect poem anthologies that were suitable for some spirits to read, allowing him

single poem anthology

high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed

to buy poem anthologies.

answered simply as he opened the door and walked

writing poems, you have to pay more attention to the besiegement

the stairs and entered the streets. He looked at the pedestrians and

“Yes.”

Poet. At that time, he had also walked along the bustling streets, preparing to buy a copy

Church

found himself standing in front of

outside, and

were slightly different

was

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