Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 1378 Mad Ramblings

Countless witches of all sizes brought about a collapse-like destruction, causing the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains to grow towards a giant stone sphere.

This caused the dilapidated outer walls of the ancient palace to collapse rapidly, exposing Klein, along with his clones and puppets, in the center of the hall to the astral plane.

As the black, serpentine tentacles were about to surge into the palace, a crimson moon rose amidst this apocalyptic scene.

Bathed in moonlight, clumps of wheat, flowers, mushrooms, and trees suddenly sprouted around the outer perimeter of the hall. They intertwined and layered upon each other, sealing Antigonus's palace inside.

At this moment, the hall where Klein was located seemed like a relic sealed in history and forests for thousands of years, completely swallowed up by nature.

The black tentacles, each tipped with an eyeball and resembling those of a python, were blocked by the wildly growing plants.

They rose up, constantly battering this natural "barrier," causing it to petrify and crack layer by layer or collapse directly.

However, whether it's wheat, flowers, mushrooms, or trees, their rebirth comes very quickly—they sprout anew as soon as they return to Mother Earth's embrace.

In this way, those natural barriers were reborn layer by layer, and destroyed layer by layer, and then reborn layer by layer, entering a certain stalemate.

The Earth Mother, who holds the unique power over the "Moon" pathway, blocked the "Primordial Witch" Chik.

At this moment, a "beacon" invisible to most extraordinary beings fell straight down from above and struck the natural barrier based on plants.

This light had no physical form; it seemed to be composed of a vast amount of complex information. In its illusory form, it surged through the gaps between the plants like a torrent, heading straight for Klein, who was about to obtain the translucent mask.

"The Hidden Sage!"

Just then, a hazy light rose from the void, displaying one projection-like picture after another around Klein.

Some of them record humanity's helplessness and misery in the face of extraordinary species; some recreate, with epic strokes, scenes of humanity using itself as experimental subjects to try to fuse with extraordinary materials in order to gain power and save its people; some describe the bizarre and unique folk customs that arose because of the "Black Emperor"; some carry various inventions, books, and viewpoints; and some are like imitations of the current world, composed of huge machines spewing steam, increasingly tall buildings, and clothing that allows for greater movement...

These contents give the seemingly thin scrolls an extremely profound feeling, because they carry civilization and the enlightenment and development of human society at different stages.

Back then, the "God of Craftsmen" did not digest the Sequence 1 "Enlightener" potion well and advanced to Sequence 0 for various reasons. He maintained his rationality and clarity, but this also forced him to devote more energy to fighting against the tendency to lose control and go crazy. Among the seven true gods, he was somewhat inferior to the other beings.

The reason why the Steam Church is the weakest righteous god organization is not only because it has the shortest history and the least accumulation, but also because the corresponding true god is not in a very good state.

When Roselle, as the "Son of Steam" and a member of the church, sparked the Industrial Revolution and brought about various ideologies, the "God of Craftsmen" seized the opportunity to change his name to the "God of Steam and Machinery," sharing in the progress of the Enlightenment and absorbing the corresponding magic potion.

As a true god with a similar path, after the "Hidden Sage" chose to be an enemy of Klein, He ultimately sided with the other true gods.

A terrifying torrent of information crashed into those illusory paintings, rapidly expanding and attempting to tear apart the "cage."

However, the civilization spanning thousands or tens of thousands of years is so profound and extensive, and the history left behind by generations of humankind, numbering in the hundreds of millions, is so vast and magnificent that it is more than enough to carry the information torrent of the "Hidden Sage".

As the "Hidden Sage" struggled to break free from the restrictions of the "God of Steam and Machinery," within the Antigonus Hall, sealed by layers of plants, Klein's slippery, strange tentacles reached for the translucent mask that represented the "Fool's" uniqueness and brought it close to his own face.

The moment the mask was placed on Klein's face, figures appeared one after another around him.

Some of them were men dressed as postmen, some were ordinary birds, and some were tiny creatures invisible to the naked eye; their numbers reached hundreds or thousands.

The hall, which had previously contained only corpses hanging in mid-air, suddenly became crowded.

What these figures have in common is that they either wear a monocle made of crystal in their right eye, or they have a different colored mark in the same position.

Ah, Monk!

The clones of Mr. "Mistake" Amon!

Whether they took advantage of the invasion of the "Primordial Witch" or the "Hidden Sage," they opened a back door, exploited a loophole, and silently arrived near their target.

After glancing at Klein, who had just put on the semi-transparent mask and begun to embrace the uniqueness of the "Fool," these Amons simultaneously revealed "smiles," opened their "mouths," and uttered words that normal people could not understand.

These words intertwined, forming a terrifying and insane babbling:

"You overlooked the 'Primordial Witch'..."

"To Him, Medici, who has only recovered to Sequence 1, poses no threat whatsoever..."

"What He desires most now is for a 'Lord of Mysteries' to be born immediately, to break the seal on the Western Continent, and to give Him the opportunity to find the 'City of Calamity'..."

"Clearly, I'm a better choice than you; you're too weak..."

"Hehe, are you still waiting for the 'Mother Tree of Desire' or the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' to give you help?"

"It's no use. I placed the first 'Blasphemy Slab' in the Misty Sea, at the entrance to the 'Abyss,' not far from that primitive island."

"With the enhanced sealing power brought about by the authority related to the 'Gate' and the control of the world barrier by half of the 'Astral Lords,' no matter which Outer God it is, they will not be able to penetrate their power into reality in the short term..."

"Without the influence of the Outer Gods, the Dark Side of the Universe and the Bound Gods do not currently want to interfere in the God War. They would rather seize this opportunity to try to break free from their bonds."

"They also hope to give birth to a 'Lord of Mysteries' as soon as possible to help them get out of their predicament... If it weren't for the fact that invoking them would simultaneously trigger the corruption of the Outer God within them, I could make a promise now to reach an agreement with them and have them fight against you together..."

Amon deliberately filled his ramblings with real information, thereby subjecting Klein to two effects simultaneously—the mental pollution caused by the ramblings and the distraction caused by the content.

In any case, it wouldn't waste any time for Him. On the one hand, He had enough clones, and each "Time Worm" could form many words with just one word. On the other hand, He forcibly combined the information, so that one word could represent a lot.

In that instant, the babbling of Amon and his ilk echoed wildly in Klein's mind, like sharp blades piercing his spirit and tearing his mind apart.

Normally, Klein could easily suppress the ramblings of those at most Sequence 1 level without being affected by anything, but at this moment, he was embracing the uniqueness of the "Fool," and his mental balance was delicate and fragile.

In such a scenario, a single straw could break the camel's back, let alone Amon's clones.

Moreover, while Klein was experiencing mental anguish and confusion about his self-perception, the spiritual imprint of Antigonus and the will of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun," which had been in a state of eternal slumber within him, showed signs of awakening.

—Eternal sleep is, in a sense, an ultimate seal. The Amons, who contain the uniqueness of the "gate", can undoubtedly weaken or even disable the seal!

In addition, the semi-transparent mask that Klein had just put on his face—the "Fool" uniqueness—had an even stronger will of the "Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity" within it. It was also gradually breaking free from the influence of eternal slumber and resonating to a certain extent with its kind within Klein's body.

With almost no extraordinary abilities used, simply by creating some babbling, Amon and his companions caused Klein to lose his balance and teeter on the edge of going out of control.

Moreover, all of this seems irreversible unless the waters of the "River of Eternal Darkness" can continue to keep the spiritual imprint of Antigonus and the even more powerful will of the "Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity" in eternal slumber.

But at this moment, even with the waters of the "River of Eternal Darkness" still flowing, the "Goddess of Night" could not be distracted, because she was fully focused on suppressing the dual-path true god Amon.

From this perspective, Amon and his clones were actually deliberately "sacrificing" their true forms to hold back the "Goddess of Night," creating an opportunity for their clones to disrupt Klein's ritual.

It was a bit risky, but the results look pretty good.

Just then, a glimmer of light appeared in Klein's pocket.

The light was a pale gold, like viscous syrup, and instantly enveloped the surrounding area.

Illuminated by this light were not only Klein, but also his clone and the book made of thin brass that was suddenly thrown over by the puppet in the distance.

"0-02", "Trentost Brass Book"!

The sealed artifact unfurled in mid-air, bathed in pale golden light, while a rule abruptly appeared on the blank page—a rule completely different from the previously repeated clauses:

"Speechless here!"

Amon's clones kept opening and closing their "mouths," but could no longer make a sound.

A moment later, a new clause appeared under the previous rule:

"Attacks are prohibited here!"

With a thud, the "Trensost Brass Book" fell to the ground, lying open at Klein's feet.

Under the illumination of the "Wishing Lamp," it surprisingly broke free from the previous cycle and established rules that were favorable to Klein.

The Amons only glanced at it before each responding differently.

Some of them simultaneously adjusted their monocles, joined together, and then raised their right hands, gently clenching them to strengthen the seal using their respective authority.

Before the new articles in the "Trentost Brass Book," a passage gradually took shape:

"The following rules are invalid..."

The other group of Amon focused their attention on Klein, who was on the verge of spiraling out of control.

Not being able to attack doesn't mean you can't steal or give gifts!

(End of this chapter)