In a dark and sturdy room, Derrick Berg, who had feigned unconsciousness, suddenly rolled to his feet.

His Axe of Hurricane had already been taken away by someone and sent for inspection. Every pocket on him had also been emptied out, leaving nothing behind.

Derrick took a breath and looked around steadily.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up with two sun-like beams, causing everything in the room to be reflected clearly in his eyes.

The furniture here consisted of only a table and two chairs. Apart from these, there was also a stone-paved floor with strange patterns on it.

A half used candle was placed on the table. This was standard issue for rooms in the City of Silver because monsters could suddenly appear if the darkness prevailed for too long.

Without any hesitation, Derrick sat down and reached for the candle.

Then, he broke the candle and divided it into three sections—one was three-quarters the length of the original piece, and the other two were halved from the remaining quarter.

After Derrick’s modification, the three candlesticks’ cores were completely exposed.

Pa!

He rubbed his fingers together, creating a golden flame that lit up the three candles.

The two at the top represented Mr. Fool, and the remaining one symbolized Derrick himself.

After finishing his preparations, Derrick didn’t continue to burn the herbal powder according to the normal processes. Instead, he poured in the essential oil and leaned back, softly chanting the honorific name of The Fool and quickly entered Cogitation.

He read it over and over again, monotonously, as if he were hypnotizing himself.

With the help of Cogitation, Derrick entered a strange state where his mind was in a deep sleep and the spirituality was dispersing. He felt adrift, but also seemed to maintain a strange lucidity. His psyche kept dispersing upwards as it rose in height.

This was “artificial sleepwalking.”

Derrick, with the permission of Mr. Fool, could simplify some of the unnecessary steps.

Above the gray fog, within the towering, ancient palace.

Klein, who was fiddling with the All-Black Eye, suddenly saw the crimson star that symbolized Little Sun burgeon with light, condensing into a human shadow, and the power of the mysterious space was stirred a little.

Upon seeing this, he couldn’t help but feel relieved. This meant that Little Sun had already completed the relatively dangerous part of the operation, and he only needed to “round up” the situation.

Klein didn’t delay, and he immediately put down the All-Black Eye and picked up the Dark Emperor card.

He instantly rose in level and authority, forcing the stirred power in the gray fog to submit to him.

Then, he picked up a paper figurine, flicked his wrist, and threw it towards the crimson star corresponding to The Sun.

The paper figurine and the flowing power intertwined and quickly expanded into a gigantic angel with twelve pairs of pitch-black wings.

and overlapped with the

ashes in less than a

affect the situation of the City of Silver. As for whether his “angel

has to be done completed and with all the hard work put in, all you can

daze, Derrick saw an angel descend before him with an aura that covered

came to his senses as three candles

ritual and extinguished the

them out and created a bright, golden flame in his

candles quickly melted, dripping its wax onto the remaining candle or the area surrounding

was only one candle left on the table. It was shorter than before, but it wasn’t very obvious. It seemed like it had only been

remaining traces, Derrick extinguished the

in silence, staring ahead. For a

council wouldn’t react fast enough, allowing the exploratory team members to corrupt more residents of the City of Silver with “mushrooms” and

the Chief and the others would

who lurked in the depths of the darkness, constantly carrying strong malice, including

avoided the expedition without warning Darc and

had painfully eliminated a classmate who could

didn’t see Darc’s ultimate end, he believed that a man who had transformed into that state

he waited while experiencing those mixed feelings. Midway, he even

the sound of the

aid of the dim yellow candlelight, a woman in a black skirt walk in. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail

Derrick subconsciously called

but she had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She smiled and nodded in response, then she

anything you wish to

to suddenly discover that her pupils

adrift as he seemed to

flame, letting the dim yellow light completely shine on

became increasingly

in those pale golden vertical pupils. It seemed to

his stupor, Derrick felt himself drifting away into the endless darkness and countless

He felt as if something had ingeniously caught him in

flickering yellow candlelight and Aiflor sitting across him with her

shadow, a grizzled Chief,

to the Chief, Aiflor asked Derrick, “What have

his training and maintained the same state of

I’ve always been in a daze as if I was in a dream. Only occasionally will I have clearness

the same time as his reply, two complex dark green symbols appeared in Demon Hunter Colin’s

you know that you had a conflict with

I had seen a man hanging upside down on a cross and a man in a pointed hat and a crystal monocle. Yes, I

at the Chief and

a smile, ‘Fallen Creator, True Creator… Shepherd…’” Derrick

a risk just to tell the Chief the name of the Fallen Creator and that a Shepherd was

the murals at the bottom

Aiflor’s voice

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