Lord of the Mysteries

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,

slumber is indeed related to the previous battle of gods and Amon’s

blurted out in

irreversible corruption can

regained “His”

godhood. By relying on godhood to become a powerhouse,

The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is equivalent to

However, he still had several holes in

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

probe further. He changed the topic in a deep

Man, why is Klein sleeping as

able to wake him up as

Zoroast’s tone was

angel like me know about matters at

even The Fool has no better solution,

moment. He picked

hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

with no clear categorization.

to natural

Leonard ultimately couldn’t do anything about “Stealing” the

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

a little like a deal with the

Zoroast chuckled and said, “There’s another simple solution. That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help you resolve the

Man, why didn’t you say so earlier?” Leonard instantly

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

to think of

thought you had eliminated this option

serious thought, he felt that this idea was indeed

guilty and uneasy, as

Apart from inviting someone to write songs and poems,

Pallez

frowned slightly as he said firmly, “I’m going to the nearby bookstore to buy some poem

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 to chant the appropriate parts in a battle

Southern Continent, he didn’t bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered a few of those that he often used in

never expected that, after becoming a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again…

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

stories,” Leonard answered simply as he opened the

again before saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to pay more attention to

the streets. He looked at the

“Yes.”

when he was still a Midnight Poet. At that time, he had also walked along the bustling streets,

…

Church south of

his senses, he found himself standing in front

outside,

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

and confusion, there was