Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 1382 Authority

The headquarters of the Church of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" is located in that white tower.

After finishing his prayer, Luca Brewster, trapped underground, turned his attention back to the matter of strengthening the seal itself.

He wanted to investigate the situation to see if he could unravel the mysteries hidden within and invent some secret techniques.

As he descended the layers, examining each sealed artifact, Luca suddenly froze and stopped in his tracks.

His expression became rather confused, unsure whether he should step forward with his left or right foot first.

This seems to be a very profound and not easy question to understand.

In the southern continent, next to a church belonging to the "Goddess of the Night".

Leonard picked up a cup of coffee made from freshly ground local specialty beans, wanting to take a sip.

During this process, his thoughts unconsciously drifted to the tightly closed doors and windows and the bright sunshine, as he tried to figure out what was wrong.

However, he was unable to leave the room and was trapped there, while the old man, Palez Zoroaster, fell into a strange silence and did not answer his question.

Fortunately, there was no added danger, so Leonard could sit comfortably in his seat and let his thoughts guide his actions.

After some time, he looked down at the coffee that had been placed back on the table, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself in confusion:

"What was I trying to do?"

The Roseside Islands, within the hidden city of Bayam.

Danitz was oblivious to the changes in his surroundings, and was intently fiddling with the wired telegraph machine that he had connected to his room.

The "Golden Dream" has recently arrived in the Sunia Sea and docked at a port with telegraph service. Danitz wants to extend a warm invitation to them to visit Bayam and witness the graciousness of the divine messenger.

If possible, he hoped that the "Golden Dream" could have Bayam as its home port, so that he could return to the ship at any time to participate in adventures, search for treasure, and also selectively listen to the captain's lectures.

As a decathlete, Danitz undoubtedly possessed all the knowledge and skills to send telegrams. At this moment, he sat in front of the machine, his fingers flying across the keys, sending out one message after another from his mind.

In the initial stages, he was clear-headed and spoke appropriately, so he was a little proud of himself.

Gradually, his eyes glazed over, and his hands moved incessantly, as if he were operating them entirely on instinct.

After the telegram was sent, Danitz let out a sigh of relief, picked up his glass, and gulped down a mouthful of beer.

"It's faster than I expected. Even if I lose my job later, I can find a well-paying job at the telegraph office," Danitz thought with a mix of pride and anxiety.

He casually picked up the telegram draft, recalled the process of sending it, and his expression gradually became strange.

"What exactly did I send in the end?" Danitz couldn't help but mutter.

He ended up seemingly mocking the first mate, second mate, "Iron Man," and "Bucket" in a telegram, before passionately confessing his love to the captain.

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed... How could I have blurted out my true feelings..." Danitz's face gradually paled, and he suspected that he had been controlled by the potion and that he hadn't thought through what he wrote.

He hurriedly sent a telegram to indicate that the contents of the telegram had nothing to do with him and were all the product of Anderson's deliberate mischief and pranks.

It was only then that he realized something was wrong outside; the sky was overcast and there wasn't a single cloud in sight.

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Within the astral plane, the entities and things concealed by the "Goddess of Night" broke through the restrictions in a certain order and returned to reality.

Like the true form of Amun, they appeared somewhat dazed and did not react immediately.

In addition, the "Goddess of the Night" paused in mid-air with a slightly confused look, seemingly unsure of what to do next. However, her instinct was to protect herself first.

The "Lord of Storms," ​​the "Eternal Sun," and the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," who were confined within their respective divine realms by thick, mirror-like beams of light, also underwent certain changes. The intensity of their counterattacks noticeably decreased, giving the impression that they were beginning to doubt themselves and were unsure whether those before them were truly enemies.

The genie dropped the Book of Terensus and returned directly to the Wishing Lamp. It seemed as if it had reached its limit and had to retreat back into the seal, or perhaps it remembered something and instinctively dodged.

Having just regained self-awareness and clarity of mind, Antigonus became bewildered once again, his face seemingly filled with question marks:

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? What's happening around me?

Within the Forsaken Land, the colossal image of the ancient sun god, now dimmed considerably, sighed softly and spoke once more:

"Let there be light!"

The light in the astral plane brightened and pierced the "eyes" of Amon's true form, his clones, the "Primal Witch," the "Hidden Sage," and other beings.

They immediately regained their senses and, seizing the moment, each made different decisions:

Those torrents of information suddenly dispersed, merging into the various symbols around them, and vanished instantly;

Those black, snake-like tentacles with eyeballs on top quickly retracted and disappeared.

Amon's true form glanced at the newly promoted Klein, gave up the opportunity to exert influence while he was in an unstable state, and raised his hand to adjust the monocle made of crystal on his right eye.

His figure split in an instant, transforming into a series of doors that seemed both illusory and real.

These doors opened and closed simultaneously, making it impossible for beings like the "Goddess of the Night" to determine where Amon's true form had left from.

Once Amon's true form was far away, his avatars faded and disappeared.

This exploits a loophole, making "Amon's true form is far away" equivalent to "Amon and his followers are far away".

At the same time, the enormous light and shadow that the ancient sun god had expanded into shrank and collapsed, turning back into Adam, who was burdened with a dense shadow.

Beneath the feet of this "dreamer," the vast ocean, encompassing all colors and all possibilities, vanished in an instant, as if returning to the earth.

Looking up at the astral plane, Adam returned through the rift to the back of that shadowy veil.

His fusion with the "True Creator" has only just begun and is not yet over. His attempt to ascend to half of the Old Ones was actually quite difficult and risky—which will force them to slow down their progress considerably.

In the astral realm, as the great war subsided, the scenes of civilization and the natural barriers formed by various plants, along with the illusory red moon, faded away one after another, disappearing without a trace.

The Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom first shattered the thick patches of light outside the divine realm, then fell silent and continued to seal the cracks in the world barrier as before.

The "Goddess of Night," floating above the ancient palace, put away her black coffin, twilight greatsword, bird-shaped gold ornaments, and four arms, and turned her gaze downwards.

The semi-transparent dark cloak, after revealing the mask, transformed into Klein's body.

Klein pressed one hand against the barely visible mask on his face, and placed the other hand on his lower abdomen. His back was slightly hunched, as if he was enduring unspeakable pain.

As soon as he raised his head and looked at the face of the "Goddess of the Night" covered by a thin black veil, a pitch-black cloak appeared around him, and from beneath the cloak, one slippery and sinister tentacle after another extended out.

After becoming the "Fool," the "Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity" within him undoubtedly experienced a further revival.

The frantic babbling and screams echoed in Klein's ears, tearing at his mind and letting him know that this would be the norm in the future.

There is no way to kill the "Lord of Mysteries". Even if His will is gradually worn down by time, His spirit will live on forever and may take over Klein's body at any time and be completely resurrected.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just "killed" the will of the "Lord of Mysteries," making the awakened being slightly weaker than Klein had anticipated, Klein doubted he could have survived and would have had to watch helplessly as his body collapsed and he became another being.

Of course, he could ask the "Goddess of Night" for help, to give him a drop of water from the "River of Eternal Darkness," but this was by no means a long-term solution; it could only delay things for a while, and he would eventually have to face the situation.

Through his own consciousness and anchor, Klein balanced the will of the "Celestial Venerable" within him.

At that moment, he was unable to speak.

The "Goddess of the Night" floating above nodded slightly and said:

What you need most right now is stability.

After saying this, His figure was erased inch by inch and returned to the divine kingdom in the astral plane.

Klein glanced at Antigonus, who was still somewhat confused, then, with a change of heart, took the "Wishing Lamp" and "0-02" and returned to "Source Castle".

Antigonus sat in the half-collapsed palace, on a huge stone chair, feeling as if he had been having a very, very long dream.

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Inside the "Source Castle," Klein sat down in the "Fool's" seat, focusing intently on stabilizing his mental state.

As before, he couldn't seek treatment from a psychologist until he stabilized, unless he visited "Daydreamer" Adam, but that would likely make him even more insane.

Once things had stabilized somewhat, Klein quickly reviewed the authority he had acquired:

It's called "fooling"!

It not only encompasses history, time, fate, change, and hidden powers, but is also a symbol of "blind folly" in the realm of the mind—the simplest application of which is to lower the intelligence of the enemy.

Just as Klein was about to conduct further research, he was suddenly struck by inspiration.

Who invaded "Source Castle"?

Klein only received the "notification" after the other party successfully infiltrated the site!

Klein suddenly looked up and gazed at the area beneath the mottled long table, where a door had somehow formed from the grayish-white mist.

A figure wearing a pointed soft hat and a monocle, dressed in a classic black robe, walked out from inside.

Ah, Monk!

The eyes of this "Mr. Error" were tinged with a hint of darkness, and his smile appeared somewhat insane.

He casually glanced around, adjusted his monocle, and said with a smile:

"Surprised?"

Klein wanted to mobilize the "Source Castle" to drive out the other party, but he discovered that Amon had also gained control of the "Source Castle" at some point!

Amon turned his gaze to him, pulled out a chair, sat down, and chuckled:

"I released the suppression of the will of the 'Lord of Mysteries' within me."

"He is the master of 'Source Castle,' which means I am also the master of 'Source Castle,' so of course I can come in."

"This is risky. Even I wouldn't have dared to try it before, but now that you've grown to this level, I have no choice but to take the risk."

"This is exciting, and the effect is pretty good."

As he spoke, slippery and sinister tentacles shot out from under Amon's clothes.

He deliberately resurrected part of the "Lord of Mysteries," plunging himself into a state of near madness.

P.S.: There will be an extra chapter tomorrow, as a way of thanking everyone.

(End of this chapter)