(A Lord of the Mysteries fanfiction — no female lead, meme-loving protagonist, Error Pathway, redemption of regrets) "If you only had one day left to live, what would you do?" When the transmigrator opened his eyes and saw that the body he now occupied had a monocle embedded in his right eye, he immediately realized something was wrong with this transmigration. He had actually become a Beyonder on the "Error" Pathway — a Sequence 7 Cryptologist. But what the hell is this countdown made of gray fog on my wrist? The moment the countdown hit zero, Ning Lu suddenly understood what it truly represented. Good news: The wool I pulled from the gray fog lets me exploit a bug and travel back and forth between Tingen in 1349 and Cordu Village in 1358. Bad news: It's Cordu Village. Now, he's forced to tear up Ince Zangwill's script in 1349 while playing mind games with Amon, and in 1358, join forces with the Celestial Worthy to act as a godfather for the trash bin of mysticism—seeking a way to survive in a desperate future. Caught between the God of Deceit in front and the Calamity of Destruction behind, Ning Lu gives his answer: "...Heehee, I'm going to live—no matter what!" ... Year 1368, end of July, Mr. "Error" thus declared: "Hello, little diviner kids~ Today, what I'm going to do is turn the Spirit Worm into a pink kitty head."Chapter 1 What does it mean that I traveled through time and space and became Amon?Title of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2617 words Update time: 2025-05-04 17:26:34
"If you only had one day left to live, what would you do?"
…
pain!
it hurts!
My head hurts!
It hurts just like Klein who was shot in the temple in the first chapter of Lord of Mysteries!
The sunlight gently poured into the house through the windows of the villa, falling on the study room with a very Loen-style decoration. The figure sitting behind the desk held his forehead with his hand, and his head was covered with sweat.
A figure in a black robe stood in front of the desk. He didn't seem to be surprised at the actions of the person behind the desk. He just quietly waited for the person in front of him to slowly raise his head, and then he spoke to him:
"We have discussed this many times, Mr. L. Even if today is my last day, I will use my last bit of energy to praise the glory of the Lord."
The man called "Mr. L" was silent for a moment, then nodded gently:
"…You are right. I think so too, Mr. Z. I heard the voice of the Lord again. Perhaps in just a short time, I will be blessed to go to the Lord."
Hearing his words, Mr. Z's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance and scrutiny. He stared quietly at "Mr. L" in front of him, and after a while he slowly opened his mouth and said to him:
"Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all the Lord's will. Mr. L, I need to confirm the status of the Lord's divine descent plan again."
As he spoke, Mr. Z slowly turned his head and spoke to "Mr. L" with an admonishing and warning voice:
"——I hope you will not betray the glory of the Lord."
"I understand. Thank you for your help."
Mr. L watched as Mr. Z turned and left. After confirming that this Mid-Sequence Beyonder from the "Secret Prayer" path had completely left and that even the "Listener" ability could not hear his voice, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief:
"Finally I managed to fool this fanatic!"
"Just now, I had that dream again, the dream filled with gray fog..."
"After traveling to this world, every time I fall asleep, I dream of this gray fog, or rather, the scene of Sefirah Castle... and always end with a severe headache..."
Ning Lu, who was called "Mr. L", leaned back in his chair and muttered helplessly:
"After I traveled to the world of Lord of Mysteries and realized that I had not yet died suddenly from the knowledge in my head, I knew that my travel was not right."
"But aren't there too many things wrong?"
As he spoke, Ning Lu raised his head and looked at the mirror opposite the desk. A familiar face suddenly appeared in the mirror:
Black curly hair, dark eyes, broad forehead, thin face.
Reflected by the edge of the mirror, on Nimrod's desk was a crystal monocle.
Although anyone familiar with the Lord of Mysteries could call out the name of the original owner of this face when seeing Nimrod's current appearance, even after two days, Nimrod's tone was still somewhat surprised when he talked about this matter:
"I actually traveled through time and space to become the body of Amon's clone..."
"Also, a countdown made of gray mist appeared on the back of my hand..."
"Fortunately, I didn't inherit Amon's identity and didn't feel Amon's real body's control over this clone, otherwise it would be the beginning of hell!"
Ningluo lowered his eyelids and cast his gaze on the back of his hand. On it, a countdown made of gray mist was ticking every second.
Six days ago, when Nimrod woke up, he found himself in the world of "Lord of Mysteries", a novel he often read before he traveled through time, and found himself occupying the body of Amon's clone.
Since he dreamed of the iconic gray-white mist of "Source Castle" when he was sleeping, Ningluo tried many methods from the original book to communicate with "Source Castle" during this day, but all ended in failure. Only the countdown on the back of his hand was steadily decreasing.
[9:17:12]
[9:17:11]
[9:17:10]
Time passes by every second, and there is still half a day left before the countdown of the gray mist on the back of his hand will return to zero.
Nimrod didn't know what would happen when the countdown reached zero. If he could return to his own world, that would be the best outcome, but Nimrod knew that this was probably unlikely.
"Although the best outcome I expected was that I would be able to return directly to the real world when the countdown reached zero, but, haha, I already had the answer in my mind, but I just didn't dare to believe it."
"So, I still need to play the role of 'Mr. L' well to prevent something that I cannot control or predict from happening after the countdown ends. I might be considered blasphemous by the fanatics of the true Creator and be killed on the spot..."
"But to some extent, my current identity can also bring me some convenience. So, no matter what happens after the countdown on the back of my hand reaches zero, I can't just sit there and wait for death!"
As he was speaking, he suddenly stood up, and the face reflected in the mirror looked a little solemn:
"…What's that sound?"
At this moment, Ningluo felt a slight ringing in his ears, as if a voice was slowly emerging in his ears. The voice became louder and louder, and finally became clear in his ears:
"...Blessings give rise to the Xuanhuang God, and blessings give birth to the Xuanhuang Heavenly Lord."
Ningluo's pupils shrank slightly. As the voice rang in his ears, a deep red light slowly filled his eyes, followed by the endless gray mist that he had dreamed of in his dream!
The mist of "Source Castle"!
Before the gray mist completely covered his vision, he barely controlled his arm and nimbly took out a pocket watch from his pocket, opening it with a "snap":
The pointer on the pocket watch pointed to three o'clock.
"Three o'clock, this is the time when the Tarot Club is held... So, the reason why I have been unable to perform the ritual to enter Sefirah Castle during this period is because Sefirah Castle now has a master?"
His voice cracked a little because of the urgency of speaking.
"So, when Klein held the Tarot Club this time, I was pulled up while he was unconscious?"
"I don't remember clearly. Is Klein not a Beyonder yet, or has he just become one? Alger seems to be only Sequence 7... So I am now the Beyonder with the highest sequence in the Tarot Club?"
"However, the body I occupy is Amon's clone. Will this allow Amon to sense the Tarot Club and capture all future Major Arcana cards in one fell swoop?"
At this point, Ningluo himself had no way to shield himself from the risk. The fact was that he had seized a clone of Amon and had a connection with Sefirah Castle.
However, Nimrod believed that even if Amon knew that he had lost one of his clones, He would not be able to find him for the time being.
After all, as the only spirit, Amon would definitely not let go of me who was contaminated by the gray fog. And now he didn't knock on my door, either because he couldn't find me or he was not aware of his existence at all.
With the power shield of "Source Castle", the possibility of the latter is far greater than the former!
These thoughts flashed through Ningluo's mind, and the next moment, gray mist and crimson starlight occupied his eyes, causing his heart to beat slightly excitedly.
He was even looking forward to Klein's expression when he found out that he had "accidentally" pulled an extra person up.
The gray fog in front of him dissipated, and the environment around Ningluo suddenly became hazy, as if there was a layer of indelible fog covering him.
The first moment after entering the "Source Castle", he rolled his eyes excitedly and looked around.
——However, he did not see Mr. Fool's stone table.
He only saw one light cocoon after another, which seemed to be woven with almost transparent light and quietly suspended around him by thin black lines.
He raised his eyes and looked ahead of him. In the far distance of his sight, a long table that seemed to have existed since ancient times appeared vaguely under the gray mist, and next to the long table, there were three equally blurry figures that appeared at the table after the crimson color bloomed.
It's the Tarot Club.
But the distance is a little far.
Nimrod: "…"
He couldn't help but say:
"So?"
"What the hell is this? Is this still Sefirah Castle?"
"You're not going to bring me with you to the Tarot Club?",Chapter 2 Countdown to ZeroTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2851 words Update time: 2025-05-04 17:27:42
Nimrod's voice echoed above the "Source Castle", but at this moment, in front of the Tarot Club stone table in the distance, a voice seemed to pass through the barrier of the gray fog and reached his ears.
"...Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"
The Tarot Club has begun... Nimrod took a deep breath, walked a few steps forward, and sat on the edge of the gray mist.
Although he didn't know why his current situation was so strange, he still conducted a basic investigation of his surroundings.
While sitting down, he gently pressed the edge of the gray fog with his hand, and the touch from his fingertips felt like touching a rough stone slab. As Nimrod heard the voice, the originally blurry "Tarot Club" scene in front of him also quickly became clear.
"The scenery in this area seems to be able to change according to my wishes to a certain extent, but I can't leave this area for the time being..."
Ning Lu stretched out his hand and gently touched the gray mist that was constantly wriggling in front of him. He felt a resistance that was difficult to break through and was sure that he could not leave this place for the time being.
At this moment, a voice came from a distance. Ningluo distinguished the unfathomable voice and his face became a little strange:
"The Tarot Club has officially begun..."
"Miss Justice got the formula for the Audience potion. Alger seems to have opened his psychic vision and is secretly spying on The Fool... Was he so brave at the beginning?"
He couldn't help but complain:
"Fortunately, the spirituality of the Sailor Path is not too strong, and is not much different from the Hunter Path that can see 'red and healthy'. Otherwise, the fate of Sequence Seven looking directly at the gods would probably be quite miserable…"
Just now, Ningluo used his powerful spiritual vision as a "decryption scholar" to confirm that Klein has now become a Beyonder.
Although Klein had just entered the Extraordinary Path and was only a Sequence Nine "Fortune Teller", his entire body was actually shrouded in the mist of the "Source Castle". Any Extraordinary with a more sensitive spiritual vision would probably have died on the spot.
"However, my vision does not seem to be blocked by the fog covering them... What is my current state?"
Ninglu muttered something, stood up, and while listening to the clear voice reaching his ears, he walked towards the "square" where a large number of light cocoons were hung.
His eyes swept across the faces of the figures trapped inside the cocoon of light, while his ears kept hearing what the "Tarot Club" was discussing.
Just now, our respected Mr. Fool has informed two members of the Tarot Club about the "Acting Method" without knowing anything about it, and asked them to collect the diary of Roselle Gustav.
When Nimrod heard the Tarot Club discussing Roselle's diary, he was once again glad that he had burned the diary before.
After all, although the "Black Emperor" can be reborn again and again, he cannot die socially. Once dead, he is dead.
There is only a chance of saving it unless Roselle "distorts" the memories of everyone in the world who knows "Roselle's Diary".
Time passed quickly at the Tarot Club. Nimrod listened to the three people discussing "Roselle's Diary" and then "Audience Potion" and then the government system of Loen. He heard Klein speak and, as a "keyboard politician", he mentioned some plans that had appeared on Earth.
When he felt that the meeting was coming to an end, Ning Lu quickened his pace and walked towards the light cocoon that he had not finished looking at.
He suspected that since the opportunity for him to come to Sefirah Castle was because Klein held the Tarot Club and climbed up Sefirah Castle, then when Klein left Sefirah Castle, he might be taken away with him.
Rays of light cocoons passed by his field of vision, and soon, Ningluo stopped again. He stood still, looking at the brilliant blue-black light gate and the "cocoons" made of light in front of him, and raised his head slightly.
Under the light gate, there were only three broken "cocoons" swaying in the wind.
…
The gray mist slowly dissipated in front of Nimrod's eyes. Just as he had imagined, when Klein left Sephira Castle, he also felt a strong sense of falling, and then returned to his study.
"Sure enough, it's just as I thought..." Ning Lu had just exhaled when he felt a slight burning pain on the back of his hand. He quickly put the back of his hand in front of him and saw a mark slowly emerging under the gray countdown on the back of his right hand.
The mark was dark blue in color, with curved ends. It looked like the light gate he had seen above Sefirah Castle just now, except that it was simpler, without the curled worms. It was just a symbol that looked like "Ω".
"This is... after I ascended Sefirah Castle, some changes occurred in me?"
The faint sunlight sprinkled on Ninglu's face. He gently stroked the blue-black mark on his right hand with the index finger of his left hand, trying to inject the "spirituality" that he had been able to sense since he traveled through time into the place where the blue-black mark was.
Soon, the blue-black mark on the back of Ning Lu's hand changed rapidly with the infusion of spiritual energy. The gray foggy space with the hanging light cocoon that he had just seen appeared in front of him again, and his spiritual energy began to be consumed rapidly.
Looking at the gray mist emerging in front of him, Ning Lu suddenly had a bold idea in his mind. He grabbed a stack of papers next to him and quickly stuffed it into the gray mist in front of him.
Then, he directly stopped the infusion of his spiritual energy.
The gray mist quickly dissipated after losing the support of spiritual power. After a few seconds, Ningluo took a deep breath and used his spiritual power to activate the mark on the back of his hand again. The gray mist appeared in front of him again, and he stretched out his hand and pulled out the paper he had just put in.
"This is similar to the application of 'Source Castle' that Klein developed later..." Ning Lu casually placed the stack of letter papers in his hand on the table beside him and said to himself:
"It seems that although I cannot go to Sefirah Castle for the time being, I can still have a 'storage space'... No matter whether I will return to my original world or travel through time again after the countdown ends, I can use the 'Sefirah Castle' to store some things..."
"I'm going to go to the Aurora Society's treasury to see if there's anything useful. Maybe it'll be useful later..."
"…"
"…Oh my god, how could Amon be so evil? He even stole things from his own father's subordinates?"
When Ningluo came into the empty warehouse, his face suddenly darkened.
He looked at the light around him with deep concentration, seeing no extraordinary spirituality at all, and couldn't help but think, "Why is Amon so bad?"
The Aurora Society member standing by had beads of sweat on his forehead. With a pale face, he explained his previous experiences, trying to excuse his dereliction of duty.
If it were the original "Mr. L", he might have directly fired you for "physics" when he heard you trying to excuse your mistakes. Did you know that? Ning Lu glanced at the Aurora Club members beside him and said lightly:
"Before night, go buy some high-powered guns and replenish the things here."
"I don't want you to make mistakes in even these simple things. Go to the Lord and repent in the evening."
…
Late at night, crimson moonlight poured through the window into Mr. L's bedroom. Ning Lu stood quietly in front of the window, watching the countdown on the back of his hand return to zero bit by bit.
[00:00:31]
I have put enough food and medicine, as well as the weapons that the Aurora Club urgently purchased, into the mark on my hand. The mark on my hand has the same origin as the "Source Castle", and there is a high probability that it will still be effective after the countdown reaches zero...
I also made marks on my body and clothes. If after the countdown reaches zero, I am still using this body and these marks have not changed, then there is a high possibility that I have traveled through time with my current body.
[00:00:03]
As long as the countdown doesn't reach zero, I can accept the ending of dying immediately...
[00:00:02]
[00:00:01]
[00:00:00]
Gray mist and familiar pain reappeared in Nimrod's mind.
A strong crimson color emerged.
Nimrod opened his eyes and saw a blond, blue-eyed boy holding an axe who was looking at him warily.
He was about to speak, but he found that the boy's eyes were filled with unspeakable fear, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Uh... Ning Lu was a little dazed for a moment. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand.
He lowered his head and watched the countdown on his hand begin to beat strangely.
[72:00:00]
[71:59:59]
[71:59:58]
…
"Great, it's Koldu Village, we're done."
After taking a look at the surrounding environment, Ning Lu spoke with relief.Chapter 3: Heavenly LordTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2811 words Update time: 2025-05-05 17:18:08
The surrounding scene was gray and the soil was a reddish-brown color as if it had been stained with blood.
A towering mountain stood in the center of Nimrod's vision, and around the mountain were circles of collapsed houses forming a ring-like scene, which was both magnificent and had a cruel beauty.
There is no sky in the conventional sense here. The surroundings are extremely dark, and it looks as dark as a night with only starlight.
At the same time, when Nimrod raised his head, he could see that the sky was covered with thick gray-white fog, which looked like a thick layer of clouds.
"This is the village of Cordu outside of the dream... Was I sent directly here by that 'countdown'?"
Looking at the running figure in the distance, and the representative ruins around him, Nimrod recognized where he was now, and for a moment he felt his temples throbbing.
Before traveling through time, as a reader who was familiar with Lord of Mysteries and had read Ring of Fate briefly, Nimrod knew exactly where he was now.
This is a special area formed by the combined efforts of various forces after the Outer Angel in the body of Lumian Lee, the protagonist of Ring of Fate, was sealed by Klein the Fool. It is a ruin contaminated by the evil god.
At the beginning of Fateful Loop, Lumian always believed that this ruin was his dream, and the village of Cordu where his sister was still alive in the dream was the "real world". However, it was the opposite. This place heavily polluted by the power of the evil god was the real reality.
For Ningluo, an outsider, being sent here after the countdown was undoubtedly a very bad result. Just thinking about how many high-ranking beings were staring at this place made Ningluo's scalp tingle.
But soon, Nimrod calmed down his emotions:
"Since I don't see a certain priest appearing in front of me, what I need to do now is to find out as quickly as possible whether the body I am using now is a 'new' body or the previous Amon clone..."
Ningluo whispered a few words in his heart, then he lowered his head and looked at his current body.
The good news was that the body he was using at this moment was still the one that belonged to Amon, just like before, and he was wearing a black robe left over from his previous incarnation, without the monocle on his face.
However, at this moment, there was a faint gray mist moving back and forth on his body, even making his body somewhat transparent, making him look like an illusory "spirit" shrouded in gray mist.
"The state of my body has not changed, and the gap I deliberately made on my clothes has not changed either... It's just that the gray mist power is overflowing from my body..."
"It is basically certain that after the countdown reaches zero, I will be sent here with my body in reality. There is no need to worry about whether my body over there will have any accidents."
"I haven't felt any contamination from the evil god yet, not at all."
"...Yes, all the knowledge related to the Outer Gods and Sequences in my mind didn't kill me on the spot. It seems that my identity as a time traveler has brought me a golden finger..."
"The countdown on the back of my hand has been reset again? Does this mean that I will return to the world of the Lord of Mysteries only when the countdown reaches zero again?"
On the first day he traveled to the world of "Lord of Mysteries", the countdown on the back of his hand showed "[168:00:00]", and it kept decreasing.
Ningluo was analyzing in his heart, but suddenly he felt something unusual, as if something was watching him.
He immediately became alert, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, held his breath and listened quietly to the sounds around him.
In this dangerous world, no matter how special the circumstances, necessary caution is needed.
After all, the deeds left by famous figures like Master Luo and Emperor Luo can make Ningluo remain cautious in this world.
...Strange, why do all these reckless men have the surname Luo?
Ning Lu was thinking while paying attention to the unusual movements beside him. Suddenly, he felt that the area above his body shrouded by the faint gray mist seemed to be vibrating with some sound.
As the gray mist floated over his body again, he keenly noticed that he was hearing a variety of noises in his ears that were very similar to the ones he heard when he traveled through time.
Ningluo hesitated for a moment, then suppressed his turbulent emotions and said calmly:
"Who's there?"
The grayish-white mist in the ruins was still rolling as usual. The surroundings were very quiet, with only the occasional sound of footsteps that sounded like humanoid creatures wandering around.
Nimrod stood where he was, as if he was certain that someone was watching him at this moment.
After a while, a light laugh appeared in Nimrod's ears:
"You don't seem to be that stupid, but you are ultimately like the guy I sealed into the lamp pot. You have lost everything, and now you only have your own will."
"Well, you don't seem worried about your future?"
Sure enough, there was someone! But this voice... Ning Lu pondered for a moment, and always felt that this voice was inexplicably asking for a beating. It gave him a very familiar feeling, and he vaguely had a slightly outrageous guess.
It is known that his time travel was related to the gray fog.
And the voice in my ears mentioned the "lamp pot" again...
After confirming his guess, Ningluo calmed down and spoke in a calm tone:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun?"
Before coming here, he had many dreams about gray fog, or "Source Castle". In his mind, this was the most likely answer.
Sure enough, after he opened his mouth to say this, the voice paused for two seconds and then appeared in his ears again:
"Guessed it? Not bad."
The voice in his ear did not seem to contain any surprise, but a little doubt arose in Ning Lu's heart - if his time travel was really related to Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, then why couldn't his thoughts, which could communicate with him, be read by him?
Before, he was just betting whether someone was watching him. For example, in his vague impression, Amon's brother, Amon's father, and the half of the ancient sun god seemed to be paying attention to this place.
I had the authority to ascend to Sefirah Castle before, and now the will of the Celestial Sovereign has awakened, but He cannot affect my state...
Ningluo felt the place on the back of his hand where the "Ω" symbol was marked was slightly warm, and a somewhat risky idea immediately emerged in his mind.
He did not respond to Tianzun's words, but quickly took four steps backwards, muttering something with each step:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord;"
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun;"
"The God of Blessing and Prosperity Xuanhuang;"
"...Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."
After these four sentences came out of his mouth, the gray mist on his body suddenly expanded, completely swallowing up his figure.
When hearing these four sentences, the chuckle that had just been uttered froze in an instant, and for the first time, he showed surprise, as if wondering why Ningluo knew these four honorable names.
Ningluo opened his eyes and looked at the broken cocoons floating around him one after another. In the distance, there was a vague mist that kept wriggling.
And among these cocoons, there is a figure standing there.
The figure was wearing an old robe that was black on the outside and yellow on the inside, and inside the robe he was wearing a strange Zhongshan suit that was quite similar to the style of the Republic of China period. It looked like a combination of different eras.
He has a slender body and his face seems to be covered by white light. His specific features cannot be seen clearly, only the thin facial outline can be seen.
Where the eyes are, the colors emitted by the two stars form the outline of the eyes and linger there, and on the bridge of the nose formed by the pure white light sits a pair of black glasses with gold rims.
This figure looked at Ninglu who suddenly appeared in front of him. After a brief moment of shock, he returned to normal and raised his hands and clapped them gently:
"Smart, I admit, you are much smarter than the genie."
"Even in this situation, you don't show any emotion. Are you so sure that you can break through the seal I put on you?"
I'll give you a little "real time traveler" shock... Ning Lu complained silently in his heart, and then his opinion of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", also known as the "Lord of Mysteries", before he traveled through time emerged in his mind:
He is a typical evil god, with a cruel and crazy temperament, insidious and cunning, but also with the arrogance of a god. He likes to play with other lives for his own pleasure. He is a personality of the "original creator" of this universe.
However, after the completion of "The Ring of Fate", he has a new label for the image of Tianzun.
The old-time level "Fortune Teller" path sequence eight.
"You are right."
Ning Lu said calmly to Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun:
"Who's afraid of a clown of the old time level?"Chapter 4 Communication and IdentityTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2403 words Update time: 2025-05-05 17:18:38
After Ning Lu finished speaking, the figure of the Heavenly Master in front of him was obviously silent for a while, and after a moment he spoke.
"You seem to have some misunderstandings and prejudices about me."
"My friend, you are so lifelike in impersonating a human being. How do you do that?"
The voice of Tianzun floated in Ningluo's ears, and his shadow seemed to come alive, pulling out an extremely huge and extremely strange human figure behind him.
This figure was like an enlarged dark robe. Under the robe there were countless tentacles wriggling and crawling out. Each tentacle had evil patterns and a slippery glow.
Nimrod just had some thoughts of "not looking directly at God" in his mind, but then he became relieved:
If I were really just an "ordinary person", I would go crazy even if I looked directly at the past on top of Sefirah Castle!
Thinking of this, his tone became more determined, and he spoke to Tianzun in a relatively calm manner:
"You can think of me as an ordinary human being who just woke up and came here."
Listening to Nimrod's words, the shadow behind the Lord gradually shrank back. He stared at Nimrod for a moment with his eyes made of starlight, and then a friendly smile broke out on his white face:
"In that case, you may not remember how you came to be here, my dear friend."
"During the process of my struggle for power with God, we found that you had unfortunately drifted into this world. God wanted to use you to defeat me, and I saved you from the evil God, but unfortunately I perished with him..."
Apart from the five words "evil God", is there any word of your words that is credible?
Ninglu couldn't help but complain in his heart. Looking at Tianzun who wanted to continue talking, Ninglu just responded lightly:
"I can tell you your name, so is there a possibility that I actually know the relationship between you and God?"
Tianzun's words suddenly stopped, and a smile appeared on his face again:
"Say it earlier, my friend. You made me say so much. What's your name?"
As he spoke, Tianzun stretched out his right hand.
Ningluo pondered for a moment in his heart - from the temptation of Tianzun's words and actions just now, Tianzun verified whether he was a weak ordinary person, as well as his own attitude.
"Acting as a human"… From this point of view, this "Tianzun" who appeared in the gray fog space did not look as weak as in the original work, and was not sleeping in the fool's dream…
It seems like He can't "read my mind", but no one knows if this is His disguise. After all, the "Lord of Mysteries" has always been a god who likes to watch the farce of secret puppets…
He wouldn't think that he is a god from outer space like some of his predecessors who became gods by traveling through time, right?
Thinking of this, Ninglu also showed a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Tianzun:
"Just call me Nimrod."
"...Nimrod, huh?"
After Tianzun finished speaking, he loosened his palm and took two steps back. He lightly snapped his fingers, and the chaotic gray mist around him quickly dispersed, forming two ancient stone chairs.
He leaned on the stone chair he had just created and slowly spoke to Nimrod:
"This name sounds like the name of a descendant of the original (God). Do you have a relationship with God?"
"Who knows?" Ning Lu narrowed his eyes and sat on the chair created by Tianzun. The moment he sat down, Tianzun hooked his finger, and the original solid stone chair had a tendency to collapse into an illusion.
However, Ningluo sat firmly on the chair, causing Tianzun, who was about to test him again and play a prank, to freeze his gaze slightly.
"Tian Zun." Ning Lu said softly to Tian Zun: "I don't know much about this world, and it's even more impossible for me to know why I came to this world - but I know you. If you can seize my will, then it won't be me standing here now."
Since Tianzun did not erode his will as thoroughly as he did to Klein in the original book, Nimrod was willing to gamble on a possibility: in Tianzun's eyes, his status was the same as theirs, and could not be eroded or suppressed.
In this case, Nimrod did not dare to show weakness in front of this ancient god, and could only disguise himself as a being of the same status as him.
"...I don't understand what you want to say, but perhaps I can tell you about our encounter." Tianzun said, his tone suddenly became normal, "It's very simple. I found you when I was fighting with God for the source, and you didn't have any will in your body - do you know how rare this is?"
"My fellow man, everything has divinity, but you do not. This means that you are not created by the original Creator. You are a visitor from outside the world, the biggest 'mistake' that has ever appeared in this world."
"I originally wanted to use you as my final resurrection backup, because your body is both special and dangerous..." Tianzun obviously didn't want to continue explaining the reason, but took out a fan from somewhere and covered the lower half of his face:
"So, I hid you deep inside the Sefirah Castle, ready to wake you up after all my resurrection plans failed. But unfortunately..."
At this point, Tianzun sighed and said, "Look around, the successor I'm looking for is really a prodigal. It's not easy to find so many souls similar to me at once..."
What Tianzun was talking about was naturally the old survivors who were originally hanging on the "Source Castle" around.
In other words, after Klein released all the souls on Sefirah Castle, "I" was automatically awakened by Sefirah Castle?
Ninglu looked at Tianzun with some suspicion, always feeling that Tianzun was hiding something.
Such a statement could not explain the reason for his time travel, nor could it explain why he was "dropped" to Tingen City long before this point in time, which was almost the same time point as the one Klein traveled through.
"If that's the case, then why was I sent to the time before Klein Moretti liberated the soul of Sefirah Castle?"
Ningluo narrowed his eyes:
"If I remember correctly, when I woke up... only three souls were released from Sefirah Castle."
"You seem to have been lying, Tianzun."
"That's why I said you were born with a 'mistake'." Tianzun waved his fan gently:
"The countdown on the back of your hand was not my work. After you woke up, I woke up too, and then I found that you had experienced seven days at another time point. It was you who plundered the power of Sefirah Castle, allowing the authority of the Lord of Time and Space to play an unprecedented role."
After listening to what Tianzun said, Ningluo said half curiously and half deliberately: "So what you mean is that as the 'King of Time and Space', your control over time is really not as good as the 'Decay King', and your control over space is not as good as the 'High-Dimensional Overlooker'?"
Tianzun fell silent.
After a while, Tianzun continued leisurely:
"We just hold authority with different emphases."
"But I need to remind you that although you are equal to me in person and will not be contaminated by the spirit and power of the old days, your body is still fragile - physical damage is enough to kill you, my compatriot."
"I don't want you to die in a humiliating way. After all, besides Zhou Mingrui, you are also one of my hopes for resurrection."
As Tianzun finished speaking, the gray mist around him slowly rose like a curtain, making Tianzun's body a little blurry. It seemed that he was not going to answer Ningluo's question.
Behind the gray curtain, Tianzun's voice was a little vague for a moment:
"Of course, I didn't lie. It's just that whether you believe it or not... is up to you."Chapter 5: First Visit to CorduTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2318 words Update time: 2025-05-06 19:23:28
Watching the figure of Tianzun slowly disappear in front of him, Ninglu sat there and waited for a moment before slowly standing up. Many thoughts emerged in his mind:
"I can't completely believe what Tianzun said - but I can't just sit here and wait for death. No matter what, I need to escape from here."
"Compared to the time when I traveled to the mysterious world, the time of the 'Fate Ring' is more dangerous... The Outer Gods are constantly infiltrating this world. If you take a few steps, you may encounter the followers of the Outer Gods."
"Besides, there is also this thing called 'Extraordinary Aggregation Law'. Hiss, I am still closely connected with 'Source Castle'. No one knows what kind of filth will be aggregated..."
Thinking of this, Ningluo felt a little numb for a moment. He sat on the "Source Castle", feeling the information fed back to him by the surrounding gray fog, and prepared to try to use the power of "Source Castle" to break the current situation.
In Nimrod's memory, there are at least five gods or related forces watching the current Koldu Village: "Ring of Fate", "April Fool's Day", "Adam", "Tarot Club" and "Church of the Eternal Sun".
In addition, the "Fallen Mother Goddess" seemed to have a hand in this matter.
The aura of "Source Castle" on him would at least attract the attention of three of them. If he walked out directly, he might run into Xianyu, who was now at the angel level.
If it was just Fors, then it wouldn't matter, but the problem is that the "Fool" in the Tarot Club now is not just Klein Moretti, there is also a part of the "Celestial Lord".
Who knows whether the salted fish they meet will be affected by Tianzun?
But soon, Nimrod found some useful information from the information fed back to him by the surrounding gray fog:
"When I was on Sefirah Castle, I could use my own status to forcibly enter other people's dreams? Is this a high-sequence derivative of the Dream Thief's ability?"
"In that case, maybe I can try to contact the Occult Trash Can..."
Nimrod was talking to himself in his heart, and he moved the power of the gray fog to slowly touch the dream in the center of Koldu Village.
…
Dengdengdeng!
In Cordu Village, at Lumian's home.
Lumian, who had just come out of the dream, saw an owl that he had seen in wizard legends standing outside his window and looking at him quietly, which made Lumian's already terrified heart even more gloomy.
Before this, he explored the Dream Ruins for the first time, but it was during this first exploration that he saw the horrifying monster composed of gray mist, classical wizard robes, and wizard hats. This monster directly reminded him of the "wizard legend" that he had recently investigated and had long been circulating in Cordu Village.
And now, after seeing the monster that seemed to be inextricably linked to the wizard in his dream, the owl that appeared in the wizard legend also appeared in the real world!
At this moment, Lumian was more frightened than in his dream. Firstly, it was because the things in the legend appeared in reality, and secondly, he was worried that his sister Auror would be implicated.
——Right now, Lumian only vaguely knew that something unusual was happening around him, but he had no idea what exactly it was.
Fortunately, after confronting the owl for a while and waiting for it to fly away from his window, Lumian suppressed his emotions and decided to tell his sister Auror everything he had encountered in his dreams and reality during breakfast time.
…
In front of the table filled with runny eggs, icing pancakes, toast with jam, and other foods that were considered a rich feast in this place, Lumian found an excuse to start a conversation and told Aurore about his recent experiences without hiding anything.
"You!"
After saying all this, Aurore said to Lumian unhappily:
"I told you a long time ago that pursuing extraordinary power is a very dangerous thing. Look, trouble is coming!"
"I will help you investigate the relevant things..."
Aurore gave Lumian a few instructions, then paused:
"Also, the figure made of gray mist and classical wizard robes that you dreamed of... I have a vague impression of it, but I need time to investigate and write letters to my pen pals."
As she spoke, Aurore's eyes showed some hesitation, and she said to Lumian in front of her:
"I may have a little guess now..."
The "pen pals" that Aurore mentioned were actually members of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society". However, because it involved the secrets of time travelers, Aurore did not tell her brother Lumian about their true identities.
On the one hand, Auror found it difficult to reveal her identity as a time traveler, and on the other hand, she didn't want her brother to be involved in anything related to Feifan.
——The members of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society" are all the old survivors released by Klein before he became the "Fool" and fought against Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. Among them are some who are at the demigod level.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door, which made Lumian, who was already a little nervous, tense up all of a sudden. He stood up suddenly, lowered his voice and said to Aurore who was sitting at the dining table:
"I'll go see who's knocking on the door!"
Lumian felt that his words were a little awkward, and after a brief pause, he added: "I'm worried about, um, troubles related to the wizard legend..."
Hearing Lumian's words, Aurore nodded slightly:
"Go ahead, be careful, I'll keep an eye on your side."
The hidden meaning in her words was that she had understood Lumian's subtext.
Lumian walked carefully to the door and passed through an "observation port" made by Aurore at the door. Although Aurore named it "kitten's eyes", a strange combination of words, Lumian thought it was actually just an observation hole.
Of course, Lumian Lee, who was fluent in Trier slang, unsurprisingly had some misunderstandings about the name given by Aurore.
Lumian carefully put his eyes close to the cat's eye, but the next moment he raised his head as if he had received an electric shock, and quickly turned to Aurore and said:
"Yes, it's the Gray Mist Wizard I dreamed about yesterday!"
"He looks more human!"
After hearing Lumian's words, Aurore quickly stood up and took out several different materials from her arms, as if she was ready to cast the spell.
But the next moment, Aurora's gaze suddenly froze, and two words in clear Chinese appeared in her ears:
"Hello."
"I noticed that there seemed to be some...unusual signs here. I was just planning to come here to observe the situation. Unexpectedly, I met a fellow countryman here."
Nimrod's sincere tone reached Auror's ears, and his figure appeared in front of the window of Lumian's house, looking at Auror in front of him with friendly eyes.
At the same time, a smile appeared in his eyes. He took out a monocle from his arms, put it on his eye sockets, and cast his gaze on Lumian's chest.
If he remembered correctly, Amon, who sneaked into the "Fool" seal and stole the pineapple, seemed to be here.Chapter 6 The Secret Code of "Traveler"Title of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 1936 words Update time: 2025-05-06 19:23:50
Aurore opened her mouth, for a moment unable to comprehend what was happening.
——Ninluo knew that Auror in the "Dream of Cordu Village" was actually the reflection of her soul fragments in the dream. Therefore, after successfully entering the "Dream of Cordu Village" with the help of "Source Castle", Nimluo chose to use his identity as a "traveler" to get closer to her.
There is no need to explain much about the value of Aurore. As the most important anchor of Lumian, the Scourge of Destruction, the half of the Original God, Chick, the Original Hungry Wild Dad, there is not enough room for so many people here, Tudor Lee, getting closer to Aurore is equivalent to getting closer to Lumian.
Lumian is the master of this dream and one of the important chess pieces of the gods.
Nimrod understood that even if he had the "Source Castle" to conceal his aura, he was suddenly sent to this time point by the countdown in his hand. Then, even the "Source Castle" that symbolized incomplete secrecy and change would not allow him to completely hide in front of the Goddess of Night, Adam and other gods.
Therefore, if he wanted to survive in this world of Plague Nuclear Tomb, he had to improve his strength as much as possible - and digesting the extraordinary characteristics he already had and acquiring new extraordinary characteristics was obviously the easiest way to improve his own strength.
Lumian, who was standing aside, looked at Aurore's frozen expression and spoke to her carefully, lowering his voice as much as possible:
"Sister, do you know this person? Is this person related to you?"
"...perhaps."
Aurore had a complicated look on her face. She shook her head at Lumian, signaling him to make room for her.
She needed to confirm the identity of the person in front of her before she could let him into her home!
Aurore stopped in front of the door and cleared her throat:
"I need to ask you a few questions to confirm your identity before I can let you in."
She planned to use Chinese to talk to the mysterious guest in front of her in order to confirm his identity:
"Odd changes but even doesn't?"
"The symbol depends on the quadrant." Nimrod answered immediately.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine, thank you."
"Palace Jade Liquor?"
"Is it possible that I am from the south and don't watch the Spring Festival Gala much?" Ning Lu pushed the monocle on his face, but felt it was a bit uncomfortable, so he took it off his face:
"One hundred and eighty per cup. Luckily I know this joke, and I have mastered these codes. Can they really verify my identity?"
"Isn't that right?" Aurora raised her eyebrows, a look of relief appeared on her face: "You haven't met other travelers before? When did you travel through time?"
As she said this, Aurore waved towards Lumian, signaling him to open the door and let Nimrod, who was standing outside, in.
Lumian did as his sister asked, and looked at Nimrod who walked slowly into the room with a resentful and vigilant look:
He had no idea what his sister and Ningluo were saying. He only knew that his sister's face showed a sense of relief and melancholy that was rarely seen.
Lumian had never hated himself so much for being illiterate in occult studies.
Ningluo did not think about it and said what he had prepared in advance:
"2025."
"Twenty-five years?" Aurore exclaimed in surprise, with a hint of doubt in his tone: "This is much later than the time I came to this world..."
Aurore paused for a moment, looked around cautiously, and then closed the door and skillfully set up a sealed "spiritual wall":
"We'll talk about these things later. Sir, I need to confirm one thing now... Why did you appear in my brother's dream?"
When Aurore said this, she switched to Intis language, and Lumian also cast his gaze on Nimrod, looking like he was ready to stand in front of his sister at any time if Nimrod behaved in a wrong way.
"Dream?" Ning Lu's tone suddenly became a little strange, but the strangeness in his tone only lasted for a moment, and he quickly suppressed it: "First of all, I want to confirm one thing, you should know the law of extraordinary aggregation, right?"
"Extraordinary Aggregation Law"... Lumian's heart moved, and he quietly memorized this word that he had never heard of.
For him who has always wanted to obtain extraordinary powers and protect his sister, knowledge related to extraordinary people has always been what Lumian longed for.
Aurora showed obvious hesitation on her face. After a while, she nodded reservedly.
"Know."
"I suspect that there is something special about your brother. I tried to enter his dream, and that dream is the best proof." Nimrod considered his words and said to Aurore in front of him:
"I had no intention of coming here. The reason why I suddenly passed by your village might be because I was attracted by the extraordinary power in him. My friend, you shouldn't keep stopping your brother from obtaining extraordinary characteristics. The world is quite dangerous now, and he has long been involved in the extraordinary world."
"Besides, it's still a pretty close relationship."
"As for me...after entering this village, I was trapped here by some force. Before that, I used some extraordinary means to obtain key information that would allow me to leave here, but I didn't expect it to be from the younger brother of a 'compatriot'."
Nimrod spoke softly, his last words coming out in Chinese.
If he remembered correctly, Aurore was a Sequence 7 "wizard" with certain divination and decryption abilities, and she would definitely use divination to determine whether there were any lies in what she said.
But there was not a single falsehood in his words.
——He did use an extraordinary method to let himself know the location of Lumian's dream, but that extraordinary method was called "Source Castle".
——He is indeed a "traveler" who traveled to this world from 2025, although Auror and other old survivors are not.
——He was indeed trapped here by some force, although those forces were not what the two had guessed.
Aurore stared at Nimrod in front of him for a long time, then nodded slowly and said reluctantly:
"I believe what you say."Chapter 7 The beads on this abacus are all popping out (4k)Title of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 4170 words Update time: 2025-05-07 21:22:43
"...I didn't expect that my 'swindler' trait had been partially absorbed."
Standing outside Lumian's house, Nimrod muttered to himself.
This morning, Nimrod patiently listened to Lumian and Aurore's discussion of the current situation in Cordu Village based on the known information, and figured out the current time node:
In the dream of Cordu Village now, the real danger has not yet erupted. Lumian is just looking for traces of extraordinary powers and trying to use his own "dream" to become a true extraordinary person.
In addition, the news that he brought about "the outskirts of Cordu Village were blocked by an unknown force" made Aurore prepare to personally use her extraordinary ability to verify this news, and Lumian was instructed to contact the outsiders sent by the church and the government.
Under such circumstances, a "stranger" like himself was naturally not suitable to stay in Lumian's home, so Ningluo took a walk around Cordu Village and recorded the terrain here in his mind.
——The ability of "Decryption Scholar" has indeed made Nimrod's brain work much better than before.
Although he was now blessed with the "Source Castle", he was ultimately just a "wrong" path Extraordinary at the seventh level of Sequence, and the Gou San family was full of squishy people, so if he wasn't careful he might even be killed by the ninth level of Sequence.
That's right, I'm talking about the nameless magician who was killed by Sequence Nine Klein and was considered a "clown" by Klein. Compared with Master Luo, this master who brought a lot of joy to everyone did not even leave his name. It really shows how moral the world is going downhill.
"As far as I remember, Ms. Salty Fish hasn't had much contact with Lumian yet, and the church trio is trying to investigate... The above five people are the few 'real people' in this dream."
Nimrod thought:
"Of course, now I have to be included..."
"I remember that the church trio was sent here because they received a letter asking for help using the words from the 'Little Blue Book'. If I could see this letter, I might be able to use the ability of the 'Decryption Scholar' to parse out more information."
"Unfortunately, I don't remember the relevant plots very clearly. Why didn't you sort out the plots of the novels I read before I traveled through time?"
Ningluo smiled self-deprecatingly. He only remembered that Lumian's dream went through three cycles, and which important forces were involved in this dream. He didn't know the rest clearly.
Therefore, he now plans to proceed at his own pace and investigate the church trio first to see if he can get more information from the clues they currently have.
…
"The way you're dressed reminds me of some bad rumors."
Outside the old tavern in Koldu Village, Leah spoke to Ningluo in a tactful tone. Ningluo was wearing a pure black wizard robe in front of her. He only needed a monocle on his face to look like the protagonist in some strange rumors.
This investigation team was sent by the Republic of Intis to solve the problem that broke out in Cordu Village. It consists of Ryan from the "Mechanical Heart", Valentine, a purifier of the "Church of the Eternal Sun", and Major Leah from the "Fortune Teller" and the "Eighth Bureau".
The extraordinary sequences of the three of them were not low, which was enough to show that the church and extraordinary organization of Intis attached great importance to what happened here.
"But rumors are just rumors, aren't they?"
Ning Lu laughed softly and said to Liya:
"Although you three may think that I am a heretic who is not loyal to the gods, we have the same needs regarding the things here - you need to investigate the situation here, and I need to leave here."
At this time, Ryan beside Leah was listening calmly, while Valentine, a fanatic of "Eternal Sun", had a gloomy face, as if he was trying his best to suppress the idea of "eliminating heresy".
Ningluo said, and then he leaned back gently, waiting for the three people in front of him to give him a response. However, while waiting, he felt that when he was looking at Liya just now, a hint of hunger that seemed to come from instinct emerged in his heart.
However, this hunger was not unsuppressible. Ningluo only needed to spend a little effort to suppress the hunger that emerged in his heart.
[Do you feel it? ]
A familiar voice sounded in Nimrod's ears. It was the voice of Tianzun:
[You have a part of me in you, so you naturally inherit our instincts - do you want to tear her apart and swallow her into your stomach? ]
Ning Lu shook his head gently, ignoring the temptation of the Heavenly Master, with a polite smile on his face, and stretched out his palm towards the three people in front of him:
"What do you think?"
Leah exchanged glances with her two companions, and only spoke after confirming their thoughts:
"We can't fully trust a 'thief's' word, but we can do some limited intelligence sharing."
"For example, we are trying to find the person who sent the letter for help in this village..."
Before this, Leah and the other two had already told Nimrod about the letter for help, awakening Nimrod's memory in this regard.
If he remembered correctly, this letter for help came from the "little blue book" in Lumian's house, and it was made up of cut-out words spelled out in the form of a request for help.
This incident seems to be related to two organizations: "April Fools' Day" who follow "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" and "Sinners" who believe in "Circle of Fate".
"...That's about it. We haven't gotten any more information yet." After telling Nimrod what she had told Lumian, Leah let out a light breath and then asked Nimrod curiously:
"You are different from the enthusiastic villager who just came to see us. You are also a stranger who is unfamiliar with the place. How are you going to find our target?"
"Enthusiastic villagers"... Ningluo smiled as he listened to Liya's words: "Some things are inconvenient for you to do, but they are very simple and convenient for me."
Valentine's eyes suddenly focused, as if he was examining the plan that Nimrod was about to propose:
If he wants to do something to harm the villagers, then this fanatic of "Eternal Sun" will definitely use all means to stop this wild extraordinary person in front of him!
"For example, stealing the 'little blue book' from their home quietly."
Nimrod acted as if he didn't notice the change in Valentine's eyes and said casually:
"Praise the Lord, although stealing is an evil act, if I do this small evil for the sake of doing good, then I think my Lord and my Father will forgive me."
"Before I became a Beyonder, I had my own beliefs. Although I did not join the Church of the Eternal Sun, I still practiced the morals and principles in my heart."
Nimrod only had a shallow and vague impression of Valentine. He knew that he was a fanatic of the "Eternal Sun". Apart from the different beliefs and the fact that his behavior was not too extreme, Valentine's personality was not too different from those believers of the true creator in the Aurora Society.
——This is also a common problem for Extraordinary People of the two paths, "The Hanged Man" and "The Sun".
As for verbally acknowledging the matter of faith, let alone a "true time traveler" like him, even most of the old survivors don't care too much about it.
For example, the great Mr. Fool believes in the "Goddess of Night" and the "God of Steam and Machinery", and is also the "Fool"'s favored one.
Coupled with the eloquence and charm that Nimrod's "swindler" attribute had given him, Nimrod noticed that Valentine's expression quickly softened, and a hint of approval emerged in his eyes, as he adjusted his tone:
"Although it deviates from the doctrine I believe in, it is also rare and precious."
"…Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Valentine. In fact, I have always been worried that I might stray from my original path."
Ningluo smiled and nodded, then stood up and prepared to go outside:
"In that case, I'm going to leave first. Time is running out, and I need to look for clues quickly. If I find anything, I will exchange it with you as soon as possible."
…
The next morning, after Lumian woke up from his dream, he couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"I have meditated so many times in reality before, but I never heard that strange sound, and I didn't feel any pain…"
"Could it be that something special only exists in that dream?"
In last night's dream, Lumian saw the blazing sun in his meditation turn bright red like blood and quickly turned dark black, which nearly brought him to the brink of death and seriously affected his condition, so he did not explore the ruins of the dream.
After having doubts in his mind, Lumian tried to meditate again. After verifying that "there would be no problem in reality", he opened his eyes and found that a small shadow appeared outside his window again.
That was the shadow of the owl in the wizard legend that I had seen before!
Just as Lumian was watching the owl about to spread its wings and fly away, wanting to call Aurore to track the owl, he suddenly noticed a shadow with a faint mist surrounding it emerging next to the owl.
He watched the figure leap onto the tree with extraordinary agility, his eyes flickering slightly. The owl's body fell dizzily downward like a kite with a broken string, and was picked up by the figure.
It was that terrifying gray shadow in the dream, the powerful extraordinary person who was suspected to be acquainted with his sister!
This is the power of the Beyonder... Lumian's heart was suddenly filled with emotion.
However, the gray shadow soon disappeared from his sight, and was replaced by the sound of "dong dong" knocking on the window beside him.
Lumian looked quickly and saw Nimrod standing in front of the window with an owl in his hand.
"Hello."
Nimrod smiled friendly and said to Lumian:
"Would it be convenient for me to come in?"
So fast? Lumian was stunned for a moment, and helped Nimrod open the window: "Did you catch the owl?"
Seeing that he was about to catch the owl that had spied on him twice, Lumian didn't bother to be stubborn and spoke to Nimrod with a little anxiety.
"I caught him, but only half of him... and maybe there are more important things to do now."
Ninglu lowered his head and looked at the owl in his hand - at this moment, the owl seemed to have its soul sucked out and was limp in his hand.
"Something more important?" Nimrod blinked and asked Lumian to look at the grove in the distance in the direction he pointed.
At the edge of the grove, an old figure wearing a coarse dress and with gray hair slowly walked into the grove.
Lumian's gaze suddenly froze: "Naroka?"
Nimrod glanced at Lumian and deliberately asked him, "Do you know her?"
"She's an old woman in the village..." Lumian blurted out, "But there shouldn't be anything unusual about her. As far as I know, she's just an ordinary person!"
"The situation in your entire village is abnormal now. Your place is really... a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery." Ningluo said to Lumian in a quiet tone and put down the owl in his hand:
"Look."
Nimrod showed Lumian the owl in his hand. "It must have something extraordinary on it. After I used a 'mind disturbance' on it, it died."
After using the power of "Source Castle" to touch the owl in front of him, the owl was like an NPC that had lost its AI and its life was sucked away.
"Dead…"
Lumian's tone was a little serious for a moment. He took a deep breath, and his expression quickly calmed down. He said as if nothing had happened:
"By the way, you and Aurore know each other?"
"That's about right." Ninglu found a place to sit down. "In a sense, she and I are half from the same hometown. I never thought that people like us would have family here."
Family… Lumian felt secretly proud in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and said, "It's a pity that you and my sister know each other, so I can't call you 'dear little cabbage' anymore."
——"Dear little cabbage" is a kind of country slang in Intis, similar to the way a father calls his child.
"It's a pity indeed." Nimrod remained calm. "Is it possible that I have some knowledge of various places in Intis and know this slang?"
Hmm… Lumian felt a hint of embarrassment, but he still shamelessly changed the subject:
"My friend, what should I call you?"
"Actually, you can just call me Godfather." Nimrod fetched a cup from somewhere and poured hot water into it. "But unfortunately, you probably won't be willing to do that. So, just call me by my name 'Nimrod'."
"Okay, Mr. Nimrod." Lumian spoke honestly to Nimrod this time, "You are the most powerful Beyonder I have ever seen. You can actually enter my dream…"
Nimrod glanced at Lumian wordlessly.
The abacus beads all jumped onto his face.