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

blurted out

level, irreversible corruption can still

regained “His” previous poignant

to become a powerhouse,

same for you and me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is equivalent to half a ‘Lord

understanding of it than demigods at his level. However, he

according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering,

probe further. He changed the topic in a deep

is Klein

him up

Zoroast’s tone was

angel like me know

even The Fool has no better solution,

picked up his coffee cup and took another

hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any way of ‘Stealing’ the

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

is vague with no clear categorization.

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

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

can find a natural talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with

like a deal with

simple solution. That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help you resolve

you say so

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

to think of something

you had eliminated this option before

thought, he

he soon felt a little guilty and uneasy, as if he

someone to write songs and poems, I have to write

are you going?” Pallez

firmly, “I’m going to the nearby

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

poem anthology book. He only remembered a few

high-ranking deacon, I would need to read

buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is

the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he opened the door

again before saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to pay more attention to the besiegement of the Rose School

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

“Yes.”

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

…

Harvest Church south

senses, he found himself standing

sun was already dim outside, and the

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

sadness, and confusion, there was

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