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.

light and overlapped with the illusory

into ashes in less than a

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

put in, all you can do is wait for fate’s arrangement. Hopefully,

with an aura that covered the heavens,

as three candles

thanking Mr. Fool, Derrick finished the ritual and extinguished the two candles which were part

out and created a bright, golden flame in

dripping its wax onto the remaining candle or the

left on the table. It was shorter than before, but it wasn’t

removing the remaining traces, Derrick extinguished the

ahead. For a

enough, allowing the exploratory team members to corrupt

others would

of the darkness, constantly carrying strong malice, including Amon and the

that he had avoided the expedition without warning Darc and

could be considered a friend with his own

believed that a man who had transformed into that state was already no different

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

he heard the sound of the seal being removed

a black skirt walk in.

Derrick subconsciously

of her eyes. She smiled and nodded in response, then she walked over with light footsteps

you have anything you wish to say?” she asked

looked over, only to suddenly discover

as he seemed to

the dim yellow light completely shine on the

pale golden pupils became increasingly

appeared in those pale golden vertical pupils. It seemed to form a vortex

Derrick felt himself drifting away into the endless darkness and countless

became clear-headed. He felt as if something

the flickering yellow candlelight and Aiflor sitting across him with her pale gold

a corner’s shadow, a grizzled Chief, Elder Colin Iliad,

Chief, Aiflor asked Derrick, “What have you been doing

remembered his training and maintained the

if I was in

two complex dark

you had a

remember that we were fighting… I felt like I had seen a man hanging upside down on a cross and a man in a pointed hat and a crystal monocle.

looked at the Chief and

remember one thing… He said with a smile, ‘Fallen Creator,

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

The True Creator… It matches with the content on the murals at the

then?” Aiflor’s voice remained

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