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,

related to the previous battle of

blurted

Mr. Fool’s level, irreversible corruption can

regained “His” previous

a powerhouse, one

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

in a Beyonder characteristic, Leonard indeed had a deeper understanding of it than demigods at his level. However, he still had

at present, he could confirm that Mr. 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

changed

Man, why is Klein sleeping as

him up as soon

tone was

weak angel like me know about

Fool has no

a moment. He picked up

Man, do you have any way of ‘Stealing’ the

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

vague with no clear categorization.

you change it to natural talent,

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

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

a little like a deal with the devil…” Leonard

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

Man, why didn’t you say

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

didn’t manage to think of

eliminated this option before

some serious thought, he

felt a little guilty and uneasy, as if

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

you going?” Pallez Zoroast

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

a Spirit Warlock, he began to collect poem anthologies that were suitable for some spirits to read, allowing him to chant the appropriate parts

single poem anthology book. He only remembered a

a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again…

buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is this an order from

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

writing poems, you have

the stairs and entered the streets. He looked at the pedestrians and

“Yes.”

walked towards the bookstore, he 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 walked along the bustling streets, preparing to buy a copy of “Classical Poems Anthology of the Loen Kingdom” and

…

Church

senses, he found himself standing in front of a

outside,

feelings towards Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly different

poignancy, sadness, and confusion, there was also the