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,

indeed related to the previous battle of gods

Leonard blurted out

corruption can still be

“His” previous

relying on godhood to become a powerhouse, one

Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’

of the Mysteries… Regarding the problem of the 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 matter. Even though he had heard Old Man mention the term “Lord of the Mysteries,” he didn’t understand

Mr. 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 true

He changed the topic in

Man, why is Klein sleeping as

wake him up

tone

old and weak angel like me know about matters at the

awakening, even The Fool has no

silent for a moment. He picked up his coffee

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

with no clear categorization. There’s

change it to

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

of someone who’s very poor. Make

little like a deal with the

another simple solution. That is to spend money to hire naturally talented

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

to think of something that

had eliminated

some serious thought, he felt that this

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

do something personally… Apart from inviting someone to write songs and poems, I have to write a little… With this in

going?” Pallez Zoroast asked in

going

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

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

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

to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is this an order from

answered simply as

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

down the stairs and entered the streets. He

“Yes.”

bookstore, he 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 buy a copy of “Classical Poems Anthology of the Loen Kingdom”

…

Harvest Church south of

his senses, he found himself standing in front of

outside, and the flowers

were slightly different from the

poignancy, sadness, and confusion, there was also the confidence that