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,

enter a state of slumber is indeed related to the previous battle

blurted

level, irreversible corruption can still be encountered

Zoroast regained “His” previous

has godhood. By relying on godhood to become a powerhouse, one can

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

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

level had transcended Sequence 0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old Man had

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

why is Klein sleeping

to wake him up as soon

Zoroast’s tone was somewhat

and weak angel like me know about

Fool has no better solution, much

He picked up his coffee cup and took another

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

is vague with no

change it to natural

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

with a smile, “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

little like a deal with the devil…” Leonard

spend

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

think of something

thought you had eliminated this option before

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

soon felt a little guilty and uneasy,

and poems, I have to write a

going?” Pallez Zoroast asked

“I’m going

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

he came to the Southern Continent, he didn’t bring a single poem anthology

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

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

answered simply as he opened the door and walked

again before saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to pay

walked down the stairs and entered the streets. He looked at the pedestrians and nodded

“Yes.”

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

…

Harvest Church

White regained his senses, he found himself standing in front of

was already dim outside, and the

Fool’s slumber were slightly different

there was also