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,

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

blurted out in

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

Zoroast regained “His” previous poignant

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

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

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

didn’t probe further. He changed the topic in a

why is Klein

him up

Zoroast’s tone

me know about matters

Fool has no

picked up his coffee cup

he asked hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any way of ‘Stealing’

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

flair is vague with no clear categorization. There’s no way

it to natural

Leonard ultimately couldn’t do anything about “Stealing” the natural

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

deal with the devil…” Leonard commented

chuckled and said, “There’s another simple solution. That is to spend money to hire naturally talented

you say so earlier?”

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

didn’t manage to think of something that

had eliminated this option before

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

soon felt a little guilty and uneasy, as if

and poems, I have to write a little… With this in mind, Leonard suddenly stood up and walked to

Pallez

said firmly, “I’m going to

but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he began

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

after becoming a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed

Zoroast had never imagined that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He”

promoting the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he

have to pay more attention to the

entered the streets. He looked

“Yes.”

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

…

Church

Emlyn White regained his senses, he found himself standing

outside,

slightly different from

and confusion, there was also the confidence that things would