Lord of the Mysteries

City of Silver.

Derrick Berg had no idea how he got home. All he remembered was the indescribable horror.

Darc Regence’s character and behavior didn’t appear too different from his former self. However, it was true that there was a change to him that was unsettling. Derrick was afraid that the City of Silver would be targeted by the evil god, the Fallen Creator; afraid that the City of Silver would be obliterated before he could become The Sun, saving it from its more than two-thousand-year-long curse; and give hope and sunshine to the residents here.

At that moment in time, he hated himself for not being strong enough—that he was still only at Sequence 8.

No! I can’t just watch idly! Derrick suddenly stood up, and he prepared to rush to the spire and tell the other elders of the six-member council and Chief Colin Iliad of what he had discovered.

However, Derrick knew that such anomalies weren’t suspicious. Every time they explored the depths of the darkness, the members would have a period of intense tension lasting for days, tens of days, or even more than a month.

In addition, the uninhabited desolate plains and the hopeless journey would bring about extreme depression. In addition, in order to be safe, the members of the exploration team wouldn’t be allowed to release any sexual urges that had been pent up during their excursions, which caused them to act differently after every exploration. If they ended up with more than half the team ending up dead or injured, a huge change in personality wasn’t a rare occurrence.

The manner of handling such people could only be dealt with via the usual quarantine and treatment with almost zero exceptions.

The City of Silver had the first three Sequences of the Dragon pathway, so there was no lack of Psyche Analysts.

Derrick rushed to the door and suddenly slowed down.

He knew that this method of reporting to the six-member council might not be effective. It would likely arouse suspicion, and there might even be the threat of being targeted by the Shepherd, Elder Lovia.

After pacing back and forth for more than ten seconds, Derrick gritted his teeth and pulled the door open.

He felt that he had to warn the elders of the six-member council, even if it would be a huge risk for him!

For the vast majority of the residents of the City of Silver, sacrificing their lives to maintain the existence of this city and the continuation of this civilization was the belief that was ingrained into their bones.

Selfish people often didn’t live long in such environments regardless of whether it was outside or inside.

Of course, Derrick wasn’t completely reckless. Under the tutelage of the members of the Tarot Club, especially The Hanged Man, he clearly understood that there were times when one had to be patient, protect himself properly, and avoid unnecessary sacrifices in order to better defend the City of Silver.

I’ll only talk about the abnormality I observed. It shouldn’t be dangerous… Derrick consoled himself, running faster and faster.

spire that represented the highest authority in the

and made a request to meet with the

usual questions. After simply passing on the information, he

strange… It’s different from before… Derrick felt that

Colin Iliad standing in front of

his usual flaxen-colored shirt and brown coat, and it was hard to believe that he was an expert

require you to tell me it,

Darc Regence I know has experienced a strange change. He’s no longer as cheerful as he was before, and his smile is as polite as a stranger’s. Also, Elder Lovia doesn’t frequently change the way she speaks like

asked in a

“I think there might be something unusual about

I’ll get Aiflor to do an investigation. You may return. In the future, you just need to report such matters to

of Silver’s most experienced Psyche Analyst who was closest to Sequence 6. It was

such an

disappeared

…

Klein got off the carriage and took the steam metro. After three stops, he arrived near Minsk Street and switched to a trackless public carriage to return

tenant

use of the mysterious space above the gray fog became more

is my own Sequence, my own strength, and spirituality.” Late at night, Klein

the church bells in the morning only made

to stay in bed… Klein grunted and got

had a sugared hard-boiled egg and strawberry

as he was enjoying his meal, the

to come after breakfast?” He took a sip of

the rescued girls of East Borough. If Mike didn’t appear after half an hour, then it meant that the matter would

walked to the door, but before he could reach out his hand, the outline of a visitor appeared in his mind. He wasn’t Reporter Mike Joseph but Dr.

Aaron’s face was pale, so he quietly activated his Spirit Vision

took off his hat and cane and started to take off his coat,

out today. Mike might come

else. He followed Klein into the living room, found a seat and sat

I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed about

interpreting dreams, far more professional than deduction… Klein leaned forward, clasped his hands,