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,

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

blurted

at Mr. Fool’s level, irreversible corruption can still be encountered by

regained “His”

on godhood to become a powerhouse, one can never escape the shackles

me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore.

had a deeper understanding of it than demigods at his level. However, he still had

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

probe further. He changed the topic in a deep

why is

able to wake him up

tone was somewhat

me know about matters at the level of

for the awakening, even The Fool has no

for a moment. He picked up his coffee cup and took

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

flair is vague with no clear categorization.

change it to natural talent, there’s a

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

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 give him the money he wants to exchange for the corresponding natural

little like a deal with the

That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help you resolve the corresponding

say so earlier?” Leonard instantly

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

manage to think of something

eliminated this option before consulting

Old Man’s mockery. After some serious thought, he felt

soon felt a little guilty and uneasy, as

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 to

going?” Pallez Zoroast

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

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 Beyonder effects that worked in

a single poem anthology

a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly as his steps became

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

legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he opened

writing poems, you have to pay more attention to

streets. He

“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

…

at the Harvest Church

he found himself standing in front

outside,

feelings towards Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly different

there was also the