The surrounding scenery was completely gray and dark, with the soil showing a reddish-brown color as if soaked in blood.
A towering mountain peak stood in the center of Nimrod's vision, and around this peak were circles of collapsed houses forming ring-like patterns—both magnificent and possessing a cruel beauty.
There was no conventional sky here; the surroundings were abnormally dark, looking just like a night with only starlight falling. At the same time, when Nimrod raised his head, he could see the sky was covered by thick gray-white mist, looking like a thick layer of clouds.
"This is Kordu Village outside the dream... I was directly sent here by that 'countdown'?"
Looking at the frantically running figure in the distance, plus the highly representative ruins around him, Nimrod recognized his current location and immediately felt his temples throbbing.
Before transmigrating, as a reader who had thoroughly read Lord of the Mysteries and superficially read Circle of Inevitability, Nimrod was very clear about what kind of place he was currently in.
This was a special area formed by multiple forces after the foreign god angel in the body of Lumian Lee, the protagonist of Circle of Inevitability, was sealed by "The Fool" Klein—ruins contaminated by evil gods.
At the beginning of Circle of Inevitability, Lumian always thought these ruins were his dream, while the Kordu Village where his sister was alive in the dream was the "real world." However, it was quite the opposite—this place heavily contaminated by evil god power was the true reality.
For Nimrod as an outsider, being sent here after the countdown ended was undoubtedly a quite terrible result. Just thinking about how many high-level beings were watching this place made Nimrod's scalp tingle.
However, Nimrod quickly steadied his emotions:
"Since I don't see a certain priest appearing before me right now, what I need to do is figure out as quickly as possible whether the body I'm currently using is a 'completely new' body or the previous Amon avatar..."
Nimrod pondered in his heart as he looked down at his current body.
The good news was that his body was still the same as before, using that Amon avatar, wearing the black robe left by his predecessor, with no monocle on his face.
However, at this time, faint gray mist was moving back and forth on his body, even making his body somewhat transparent, making him look like a phantom "spirit body" shrouded in gray mist.
"The state of my body hasn't changed, and the deliberate gaps I made in my clothes haven't changed either... it's just that gray mist power is overflowing from my body..."
"I can basically confirm that after the countdown reached zero, I was sent here along with the physical body from reality, so I don't need to worry about whether my body there will have any problems."
"I temporarily don't feel any evil god contamination, none at all."
"...Right, with all that knowledge about outer gods and Above the Sequence in my mind not making me drop dead on the spot, it seems my transmigrator identity still brought me a golden finger..."
"The countdown on my hand has reset again? Could it be that when this countdown reaches zero again, I'll return to the Lord of the Mysteries world?"
On the first day he transmigrated to the "Lord of the Mysteries" world, the countdown on his hand showed "[168:00:00]" and continuously decreased.
As Nimrod analyzed in his heart, he suddenly felt something abnormal, as if something was watching him.
He immediately became alert, suppressing his somewhat chaotic thoughts and holding his breath to quietly listen to the sounds around him.
In this dangerous world, no matter how special one might be, necessary caution was required.
After all, the deeds left by famous figures like Master Luo and Emperor Luo could make Nimrod maintain caution in this world.
...Strange, why are all these reckless people surnamed Luo?
While thinking this, Nimrod paid attention to unusual movements around him. Suddenly, he felt that where his body was shrouded in faint gray mist, there seemed to be some sounds trembling.
As the gray mist drifted over his body once again, he keenly noticed chaotic sounds similar to what he heard during transmigration reaching his ears.
Nimrod hesitated for a moment, then spoke while suppressing the emotional turbulence in his heart, saying calmly:
"Who's there?"
The gray-white mist in the ruins continued to roll as always, the surroundings were very quiet, with only occasional sounds like humanoid creatures wandering around producing footsteps.
Nimrod stood in place, seeming certain that someone was watching him at this moment.
After a while, light laughter floated to Nimrod's ears:
"You don't seem too stupid, but you're ultimately like that guy I sealed in the lamp—you've lost everything and now only have your own will left."
"Hmm, you don't seem worried about your future?"
Indeed, there is someone! But this voice... Nimrod pondered in his heart for a moment, always feeling this voice had an inexplicably annoying quality, giving him a very familiar feeling and a somewhat outrageous guess.
Known: My transmigration is related to gray mist.
And the voice in my ear also mentioned a "lamp"...
After confirming his guess, Nimrod steadied himself and spoke in as peaceful a tone as possible:
"The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings ?"
Before coming here, he had many dreams about gray mist, which is "Sefirah Castle." In his heart, this was the most likely answer.
Sure enough, after he spoke these words, that voice paused for two seconds, then emerged in his ear again:
"Guessed correctly? Not bad."
The voice in his ear didn't seem to contain surprise, but Nimrod's heart was filled with doubt—if his transmigration was truly related to The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings , then why weren't his thoughts, which could communicate with Him, being read?
Earlier, he was only gambling on whether someone was watching him, such as Amon's brother, Amon's father, and the Ancient Sun God's half-body who seemed to always be watching this place in his vague impression.
I previously had permission to ascend to "Sefirah Castle," and now the "Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings" will has awakened, but He can't affect my state...
Nimrod felt the area marked with the "Ω" symbol on his hand growing slightly warm, and a somewhat risky idea immediately arose in his mind.
He didn't answer the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings words, but quickly took four steps counterclockwise, chanting with each step:
"The Immortal Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings;;" The Sky Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings;;" The Exalted Thearch of Heaven and Earth for Blessings; "...The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings ."
After these four sentences left his mouth, the gray mist on his body suddenly expanded, completely swallowing his figure.
Upon hearing these four sentences, the voice that had been laughing suddenly froze, showing surprise for the first time, seemingly puzzled why Nimrod would know these four honorific names.
Nimrod opened his eyes to see broken cocoons floating around him, woven from nearly transparent light, and farther away was blurry mist constantly writhing.
Among these cocoons stood a figure.
This figure wore an ancient robe that was black on the outside and yellow on the inside, with the interior strangely wearing a Zhongshan suit with the style of the Republic of China era, looking like different eras spliced together.
His body was slender, his face seemingly covered by white light, making it impossible to see his specific features, only thin facial contours.
Where the eyes should be, the colors emitted by two starlight points formed the outline of pupils, motionless there. On the nose bridge formed by pure white light sat a pair of gold-rimmed black prince-nez glasses.
This figure looked at Nimrod, who had suddenly appeared before him. After brief bewilderment, he returned to normal, raised his hands and gently clapped:
"Clever. I admit, you're much cleverer than the Genie."
"Even falling to such a state, you show no emotional fluctuation. Are you so confident you can break through my seal on you?"
Let me give you a little shock from a "true transmigrator"... Nimrod silently complained in his heart, his mind recalling his view of "The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings "—that is, "Lord of the Mysteries"—before transmigrating:
He was a standard evil god, temperamental and mad, sinister and cunning, yet not lacking in divine arrogance. He enjoyed manipulating other lives to obtain his own pleasure, and was one personality of this universe's "Original Creator."
However, after "Circle of Inevitability" concluded, he had gained a new label for the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings image:
Old One-level "Diviner" pathway Sequence Eight.
"You're right."
Nimrod spoke calmly to The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings :
"Who would fear an Old One-level clown?"