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,

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

blurted out in

Fool’s level, irreversible corruption

Zoroast regained “His” previous

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

perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The

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 matter. Even though he had heard Old Man mention the term “Lord of the Mysteries,” he

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

further. He changed the topic in

is

able to wake him up as soon

Zoroast’s tone

old and weak angel like me

the awakening, even The Fool has no

picked up his coffee cup and took

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

is vague with no clear categorization. There’s no way

to natural talent,

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

you want of someone who’s very poor.

like a deal with

is to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help

why didn’t you say so

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

think of something that

eliminated this option before consulting

mockery. After some serious thought, he felt that this idea

a little guilty and uneasy, as

this matter, I 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 walked

going?” Pallez Zoroast asked in

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

making most of them nothing but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he

Continent, he didn’t bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered

a high-ranking deacon, I would need to

that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After

corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he

writing poems, you have to pay more attention to the besiegement of the Rose School

stairs and entered the streets. He looked at the pedestrians

“Yes.”

he felt as though he had returned to Tingen, back to the time when he was still a Midnight Poet. At that time,

…

at the Harvest Church south of the

senses, he found himself standing in front of a

outside,

were slightly

and confusion, there was also the confidence that things