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Lord of the Mysteries: I Hold All 22 Pathways

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Chapter 5: Status Confirmation

Lord of the Mysteries: I Hold All 22 Pathways

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A small theft had directly digested the Swindler potion, involving two River Realm, two Pool Realm, two ordinary people, and one self-sealed Klein Realm.

The spiritual power of the Zhan Shen world could also increase their Sequence; even with her memories and abilities sealed, Si Xiaonan was still a powerful Klein Realm, as well as a Gods Agent for the God of Trickery, and besides her own status, she could also represent Loki to a certain extent.

Feeling the abilities belonging to the Swindler, Luciel went to sleep happily; although the Amon version of the Marauder Pathway had been nerfed to the ground, the Original Creator version of the Marauder was not nerfed at all.Full novel: Lord of the Mysteries: I Hold All 22 Pathways — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

The next morning, as the east turned a fish-belly white, the morning light filtered through the clouds, casting a faint and soft glow.

In this quiet moment, a vibrant piano melody suddenly rang out, filled with life and vitality, like the Sun at eight or nine in the morning, overflowing with youthful energy.

The melodious piano music, accompanied by the dawn, dispelled the peaceful dreams of the night.

Along with the beautiful and moving piano sound, another unprecedented yet heart-stirring melody quietly played; this piece was born specifically to praise the Sun, praising the light and greatness of the Sun.

The melody was impassioned and full of power; the notes were lively and agile, as warm and bright as sunlight.

Every note revealed people’s endless reverence for the Sun and their deep gratitude for its selfless illumination of the earth.

Normally, someone who disturbed people’s sleep would definitely be scolded.

But today, logic gave way.

Accompanying the singing was a courage that made one feel they could succeed at anything; those who were hesitant gained motivation, and the lazy and weary suddenly gained a burst of vitality.

Students who were stressed to death over exams and adults who were toiling for work suddenly felt their bodies weren’t as tired; their minds seemed relieved, and the soreness in their muscles seemed to have eased.

It was a rare morning without much resentment, and people really went to face the things they had to do with vigor.

And Captain Chen Muye, who was temporarily staying in the office, had noticed it as soon as the singing started; after all, the source of this singing was too close.

They didn’t return late yesterday, so 136 Squad had enough time to prepare a room for Luciel; on the second floor of the Peace Agency, the master bedroom that was originally used for storing sundries had been cleared out, the somewhat old bed frame had been cleaned, and brand new, soft bedding had been laid out.

When Captain Chen Muye pushed open the door to the master bedroom on the second floor, Luciel was sitting in front of a golden piano that had appeared from nowhere, his fingers dancing nimbly on the keys, and joyful, melodious music emanated from his mouth.

The expression on his face was different from the peace, playfulness, and cowardly yet reckless amusement that had appeared yesterday; just like the reverence for the Sun in his lyrics, his face was full of piety.

“Where did this piano come from?

Isn’t he an orphan?

Where did he learn to compose?” The 136 Squad, who had arrived early at the Peace Agency to prepare for morning training, felt a flash of doubt in their hearts, but feeling the lightness of their bodies, the strengthening of their power, and even the recovery of some small, nagging ailments, they decided to wait until Luciel finished singing before speaking.

The praise for the Sun did not take long; after playing solo for ten minutes, Luciel stopped, and the piano turned into specks of light and disappeared.

“Everyone, nice to meet you.

May the Sun bless you.” Luciel’s manner of blessing left them completely bewildered.

“What is going on?” Captain Chen Muye frowned, looking puzzled.

Luciel was still that cowardly yet reckless person yesterday; although they knew he had some mental issues, and had felt it intuitively yesterday, looking at him today, they realized they hadn’t quite grasped it fully yesterday.

Zhao Kongcheng scratched his head and asked tentatively, “Luciel, do you remember what happened yesterday?” Luciel tilted his head, and after a brief moment of thought, he gave an answer, “I’m not quite sure what answer you want; yesterday for me should be a bit different from yesterday for you.

However, would you all be willing to spend some time listening to me introduce the daylight without darkness or evil, the blazing Sun that illuminates all things?” Everyone looked at each other, all feeling that things were a bit strange.

At this moment, Zhao Kongcheng, who still retained a soul of chuunibyou, quickly synced with the wavelength and arrived at an answer.

“His personality switched but his memories aren’t synchronized, and it seems the personality’s character also affects his abilities.” Recalling that Luciel’s words yesterday were the Devil’s language that led people to depravity, and recalling the courage and physical enhancement brought by the singing just now, everyone nodded involuntarily.

Captain Chen Muye stepped forward and said seriously, “Luciel, it seems your condition is quite special, and I hope you can cooperate with us in conducting some examinations and answering some questions.” Luciel nodded obediently, “Rest assured, I will cooperate well with everyone.

By the way, are you really not willing to believe in the Sun?

Although my faith is not yet strong enough to preach to others, I really hope to share my faith with you.” “Very well.

Wen Qimo, take him to the underground base first; Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan and I will discuss the questions we should ask.

Alright, dismissed; time to train.” Captain Chen Muye completely ignored Luciel’s Sun faith, which had popped up from nowhere.

Although they were curious, 136 Squad didn’t pester him too much; as long as it was something they could know, they would be able to find out the whole story by asking later, so there was no need to rush.

Wen Qimo led Luciel toward the underground base; along the way, Luciel kept going on about the various benefits of the Sun, while Wen Qimo listened and asked some irrelevant questions, such as whether believing in the Sun came with free eggs, or what the benefits of believing in the Sun were, doing his best to play the role of a greedy non-believer.

Upon arriving at the underground base, Wen Qimo asked Luciel to sit down first while he went to prepare the equipment needed for the examination.

Just then, Luciel’s eyes suddenly changed; he first scanned his surroundings calmly, watched Wen Qimo busying himself for a while, and then asked, “Excuse me, young man, may I ask where this is?” Luciel looked around with a puzzled face, occasionally touching and tapping the walls as if testing their thickness.

Wen Qimo had just brought the equipment over and was stunned to see Luciel like this, but then he realized that he might have switched personalities again.

“Don’t move around for now; I need to perform an examination on you,” Wen Qimo said.

The look of confusion on Luciel’s face deepened.

“Examination?

I don’t feel like I’m suffering from any illness.” Just then, Captain Chen Muye and Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan also arrived at the underground base; seeing Luciel’s state, Captain Chen Muye frowned and began to think about how to obtain useful information from this different personality of Luciel.

“Luciel, has the previous personality gone back?” Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan asked.

“A rude way of addressing me, but if he didn’t tell you his name, call him by his codename, Sun.

The Sun’s interest in the world is concentrated in the short time of dawn; most of the time, unless someone is interested in the faith of the Sun, he does not like to show himself.” “By the way, nice to meet you, why don’t you introduce yourselves?

At least let me know your names, how about that?

If you don’t understand how to do it, I’ll give you a demonstration: I am Luciel, a part of him; if you want to ask for my exclusive codename, just call me The High Priestess.” “I am Captain Chen Muye, the captain of 136 Squad.

This is Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan, and that is Wen Qimo.

Let’s get to know each other first.” “You use Tarot cards as your codenames, so is the number of personalities equal to the number of Tarot cards?” After a brief self-introduction, Captain Chen Muye raised his own question.

Luciel shook his head, “To be honest, I don’t know, after all, the causes of schizophrenia are various, and I cannot study my own condition.

Tarot cards are just a symbol, and I don’t know exactly how many personalities there will be.

There is one thing I hope you can distinguish: I cannot sing to buff you, nor can I detonate an opponent’s emotions; my ability is just having a better memory.” Captain Chen Muye pondered for a moment and continued to ask, “Then, between different personalities, are memories not shared at all?” Luciel crossed his arms, “Yes, not shared at all, unless he wants to speak, and another guy just happens to be nearby to hear it; otherwise, there is no such thing as memory sharing between us.

Most of the time, we each have different experiences and perceptions, and our ways of dealing with things are completely different; I hope you can recognize the characteristics and treat us as separate individuals.” Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan continued, “Can you control the switching of personalities?” Luciel shrugged, “To a certain extent, yes, because if I don’t release control, others cannot replace me to control the body, but not everyone is interested in the outside world.

In the absence of control, one will be randomly selected to take over the body, and excessive stimulation causing a personality to fall asleep will also randomly switch to another personality.” At this moment, Wen Qimo had already prepared the examination equipment and said, “Captain, Vice-Captain, stop chatting for now, let’s do the examination first.” Luciel was very cooperative, obediently accepting the examination; during the process, the expression on Wen Qimo’s face began to gradually become strange, first confusion, then shock, and finally even a sense of breakdown like seeing an alien.

“From the feedback of spiritual power, Luciel is the most complex individual known so far; inferring backwards from records of previously observed Gods Agent, he acts as an agent for 22 gods—he is a 22-in-1 Gods Agent!” This answer was truly spectacular; not to mention Wen Qimo’s breakdown, Captain Chen Muye and Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan were also unable to keep a straight face.

Captain Chen Muye took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

“This…

how is this possible?

A 22-in-1 Gods Agent; this is simply an unprecedented situation, but he doesn’t show the astonishing talent of a Gods Agent.

His Forbidden Domain can only be said to be rare, yet they don’t even reach the ultra-high-risk level.

Did the instrument malfunction?” Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan was full of suspicion and muttered, “Although it is a man-made Forbidden Item, it was updated and checked only half a month ago; how was such an outrageous conclusion reached?” “In fact, I don’t know what you mean by agents, but I did hear you say my abilities are weak.

I just haven’t developed yet, and I am just a support; I’m inherently not stronger than those guys who fight and kill.” Luciel was very dissatisfied with his abilities being slandered and raised his hand to protest.

“You say you haven’t developed yet; does that mean your Forbidden Domain can still evolve?” Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan was good at grasping the key points and quickly followed up with questions.

“Yes, I only have a certain amount of combat power at the fifth realm; apart from that, I am just a support.

To make me more useful, I need to reach at least the fourth realm.” Luciel didn’t feel that he was lying; after all, speaking so vaguely, ordinary people would only slightly adapt it through their own cognition, and he wasn’t telling lies anyway.

As expected, Captain Chen Muye naturally associated it with spiritual power.

“Only having a certain amount of combat power at the Wuliang Realm; that’s too far back.” Some people might not even be able to break through the Pool Realm, and those who break through the Sea Realm are few and far between, let alone going a step further.

“You, or should I say, all of you, do you all need time to grow?

And what is the task the gods have given you?” Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan asked the most critical question.

“There is no such thing as being born a true god; of course we need time to grow.

And you seem to have misunderstood something: our power does not belong to the gods, but to ourselves.

Everything pointing to the gods is never about begging for power externally, but towards…” “Alright, that’s enough.

I don’t want to know much.

I ask you, which side are you on?

The side of humans, or the side of gods?” Captain Chen Muye interrupted the words Luciel hadn’t finished.

“I am a human; at least until my humanity is consumed completely, I will always be a human.” Luciel did not choose to embellish with lies; if he wanted to coexist peacefully, honesty and a little bit of guidance were necessary means.

Their gazes met, and neither side looked away.

“I understand.” During the eye contact, Captain Chen Muye was the first to withdraw his gaze.

“Wen Qimo, the Forbidden Item has been damaged; remember to write a report.” Vice-Captain Wu Xiangnan looked at the very natural Luciel, sensing that he still wanted to say something, but in the end, he withdrew his gaze and walked directly to the office, preparing to deal with his documents.

Wen Qimo opened his mouth, but didn’t make a sound for a long time.

“What’s wrong?

Can’t write the report?

Do you want me to teach you?” Luciel said, completely lacking self-awareness.

“Then thank you very much.” Wen Qimo said listlessly.

The Swindler potion was digested; after all, the three people were all misled by some not-so-detailed information, and whether they thought Luciel was a human or a god was not the correct answer.

After all, the extraordinary systems are not from the same family; if one had to say, he counts as a humanoid mythical creature wearing a cognitive filter, and such an answer wouldn’t be guessed by anyone even in the world of the Mystery extraordinary system.

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