Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Looking back at the memories of the past 1,300 years, Antigonus always felt vaguely strange. The state of the God of Lost, which could not be perceived but maintained close contact with the world and himself, always made him feel a strong sense of disharmony. Every time he thought about it carefully, he felt a sense of confusion and pain as if his spirit was being eaten away.

Sometimes, Antigonus would doubt that he actually knew a lot about the Lost God in the past thousand years. However, in the three hundred years after the [Calamity of the Sky], the departure of the Lost God also took away his own memories related to it, and took away all traces of the Lost God in this world.

this world……

Is it possible that this is a tampered world?

It was such a whimsical and audacious conjecture that Antigonus felt that he had read too many science fiction novels. In his knowledge of the extraordinary world, no god's authority could clean it up so cleanly. However, Antigonus was also very self-aware. As a dead-end homebody who buried his head in farming and closed the door to develop his own ideas, his understanding of this extraordinary world was still just the tip of the iceberg. The vast starry sky still had infinite possibilities. He always had enough awe for the extraordinary world.

Since it could not be falsified, this little bold guess was also preserved by Antigonus.

One thing is certain, I can feel the abnormality in the historical traces of the Lost God, and it is impossible that the other true gods have not discovered it. At most, the degree of disharmony they feel varies.

No God dares to say yes, and no God dares to say no.

The only certainty is the strangeness and uneasiness itself.

Both the angels from the outside world and Antigonus himself had endless speculations about what the Lost God was. Although there was no definite evidence, there was a terrifying idea that kept lingering in Antigonus' mind.

A rich reserve of extraordinary characteristics in the three paths of fortune teller, thief, and apprentice, the loyalty of the apprentice family Abraham, the equally disappeared Source Castle, the treacherous and secretive style of doing things, and the mythical stories of the faraway Western Continent...

Could the lost God of Lost be the [Lord of Mysteries] hidden in the unknown?

Every time Antigonus thought of this possibility, he felt a chill, and his fear and suspicion of this god above him grew even more.

When he was still a half-fool, Antigonus had experienced firsthand how powerful this half-dead Lord of Mysteries was. He never wanted to live through the days of mental agony and despair again.

As a small Sequence One, Antigonus could not see more of the extraordinary games hidden behind the fog, nor did he want to know about them. Looking at the current attitudes of the true gods and their churches, he believed that at least those beings above Sequence Zero probably tacitly accepted that the [Lost God] was just another alias of the [Lord of Mysteries], just like the [Blessing of the Mysterious Heavenly Lord].

Then there is an explanation for my confused memories.

The reason why he was able to wake up intact before the end of the Fifth Epoch was that the Lord of Mysteries, who was known as Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun in the Western Continent, not only successfully resurrected himself, but also miraculously separated himself and spared him. The price he paid was that he was forced to become the Lord of Mysteries's subordinate, and re-established a force for Him in the Rorsted Archipelago, expanding his territory under the guise of the Lost God.

It seems that this conjecture is not tenable. Some vague traces are clearly not left by the three mysterious families, which greatly reduces the stability of this conjecture.

For example, the power of the Lost God is not just the church itself, but also the Abraham family. In addition, there are some organizations that appear to have no connection with the church, such as the pharmaceutical company operated by Feynaporte.

Antigonus was limited in knowledge and could not make a definite judgment. He could only say that this guess was more likely.

So why did He choose such a time to come to the world and specifically appoint me to welcome His return? What exactly is His purpose?

Is he an enemy or a friend to the Rorsted Archipelago today?

A savior, or... a destroyer?

Unfortunately, Antigonus could not obtain anything meaningful through divination or the information from the Society of Virtue. Any angel would feel overwhelmed at this moment.

For safety reasons, Antigonus finally decided to temporarily change the daily ceremony arrangements of the Cathedral of St. Peter. Today, he will be in charge of all the ceremonies in the cathedral.

While feeling uneasy, Antigonus transformed himself into an ordinary priest and held two ceremonies on the podium of the cathedral. But everything was so peaceful and tranquil today that it made him uneasy. There were no problems with the morning and afternoon ceremonies. It was as peaceful as an ordinary day in Bayam. The clergy of the cathedral walked around him. These poor children who were loyal to their duties did not even notice that the priest presiding over the ceremony on the podium had been replaced by their own pope.

This made Him even crazier.

"…We gather here to bless each other. We wish each other long-lasting happiness…"

Antigonus recited his prayers anxiously. Some slight and elusive sounds floated accurately into the demon wolf's keen ears from the top of the towering and distant church.

"Quick! He's running to the top of the church!"

"Don't let him get on the ceiling of the auditorium!"

...What on earth are these dealers doing? How can they chase the fugitive to the top of the church?

He distracted himself by using his spiritual power to observe and investigate the situation of the little brats above. In the divination picture, five embarrassed dealers were jumping around between the dome frames of the old church, but the picture seemed too blurry, and he could not find where the fugitive who was being chased was.

There were six pairs of footsteps heard overhead, but only five people were seen through spiritual intuition and divination, and the protagonist, the fugitive, mysteriously disappeared from the demon wolf's perception range.

Antigonus turned a page of paper irritably, and suddenly a strange sound that was far beyond his spiritual intuition exploded above his head, followed by a series of ping-pong sounds along with sparse building debris falling from the sky. Amidst the flying dust, the people who were participating in the prayer immediately screamed and ran in all directions.

"German, you can't get away!"

The noise and the garbage fell together, and He subconsciously raised His head and stretched out His hand.

Klein landed steadily in Antigonus' arms.

The two looked at each other blankly.

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, Klein's eyes rolled back and he completely lost consciousness.