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,

battle of gods and Amon’s infiltration, but it’s

Leonard blurted

irreversible corruption can still be encountered by

regained “His” previous poignant

godhood. By relying on godhood to become a powerhouse, one can

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

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

that Mr. Fool’s level had transcended Sequence 0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old

probe further. He changed the

why is

wake him up as soon as

Zoroast’s tone

like me know about matters at

Fool

moment. He picked up his coffee

you have any way of ‘Stealing’ the artistic

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

is vague with no clear

to natural

do anything about “Stealing” the

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 and

a deal with

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

Man, why didn’t you say

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

to think of something

eliminated this option

some serious thought, he

soon felt a little guilty and uneasy, as if he

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

Pallez Zoroast

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

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 Beyonder effects

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

need to

that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is this an order from The

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

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

and entered the streets. He

“Yes.”

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” and “Selected Poems of

…

Church south

found himself standing in front of a

was already dim outside, and the flowers were

were slightly different from the other

confusion, there was also the confidence