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

Leonard blurted out

level, irreversible corruption can still

Zoroast regained “His” previous poignant

become a powerhouse, one can never escape

for you and me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is equivalent to half a ‘Lord of

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

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

cleverly didn’t probe further. He changed the topic

Man, why is Klein sleeping as

him

Zoroast’s tone was somewhat

me know about

the awakening, even The Fool

picked up his coffee cup and took another

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

definition of artistic flair is vague with no clear

it to natural talent, there’s a

about “Stealing” the natural talent of

that you want of someone

little like a deal with the devil…” Leonard

to spend

Man, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

didn’t manage to think

thought you had eliminated this

Man’s mockery. After some serious thought,

he soon felt a little guilty and

still have to do something personally… Apart from inviting someone to write songs and poems, I have

Pallez Zoroast asked

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

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 that worked in

poem anthology book. He only remembered a few of those that he often

deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again…

imagined that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while,

answered simply as he opened the door and walked

saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to

entered the streets. He looked at

“Yes.”

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

…

the Harvest Church

regained his senses, he found himself standing

was already dim outside, and the

Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly different

there was also the confidence