Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1392

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,

Leonard blurted out in

corruption can still be

regained “His”

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

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

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

words during the gathering, and what Old Man had just said, “His” strength

He changed the topic in

is

wake him up

tone

angel like me know about matters at the level

for the awakening, even The Fool has no better solution,

a moment. He picked

do you have any way of ‘Stealing’

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

artistic flair is vague with no clear categorization.

you change it to

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

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

a little like a deal with

“There’s another simple solution. That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help you resolve

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

to think of something that

eliminated this option

Man’s mockery. After some serious thought, he felt that this idea was

and uneasy,

to write songs and poems, I have to write a little…

Pallez Zoroast

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

past, making most of them nothing but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he began to collect poem

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

would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly as his steps became

Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He”

Leonard answered simply as he opened the door and

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

streets. He

“Yes.”

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

…

Harvest Church

found himself standing in front

dim outside, and the flowers were

feelings towards Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly

and confusion, there was also

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