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,

related to the previous battle of gods and Amon’s infiltration, but it’s not because of injuries, but because of

Leonard blurted out in

at Mr. Fool’s level, irreversible corruption

“His” previous

on godhood to become a powerhouse, one

it’s the same for you and me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is

mental imprint in a Beyonder characteristic, Leonard indeed had a deeper understanding of it than demigods at his level. However, he still had several holes in the knowledge on this

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

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

is

wake him up

Zoroast’s tone was

weak angel like me know about matters at the level

even The Fool has no better solution, much less

silent for a moment. He picked up his coffee cup

asked hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any way of

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

with no

to natural talent, there’s a

do anything about “Stealing” the natural talent of

talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with him and give

little like a deal with the

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

say so earlier?”

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

manage to think of

had eliminated

ignored Old Man’s mockery. After some serious thought,

little guilty and uneasy, as if he

still have to do something personally… Apart from inviting someone to write songs and poems, I have to write a little… With this in mind, Leonard suddenly stood up and

you going?” Pallez

going to the nearby bookstore to

since 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 to chant the appropriate parts in a battle to create

he came to the Southern Continent, he didn’t bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered a few of

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

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

for promoting the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as

writing poems, you have to pay more attention

and entered the streets. He looked at the pedestrians

“Yes.”

felt as though he had returned to Tingen, back to the time when he was still a Midnight Poet. At that time, he had also walked along the bustling streets, preparing to

…

Church south of

he found himself standing

dim outside, and the

Fool’s slumber were slightly different from the other Tarot

and confusion, there was also the confidence that