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.

through the crimson light and overlapped with the illusory figure of Little

combusted, turning into ashes in less than

no longer affect the situation of the City of Silver. As for whether his “angel substitute” could

to be done completed and with all the hard work put in, all you can do is wait for

an aura that covered the heavens,

as three candles burned quietly in front of his

Derrick finished the ritual and extinguished the two candles which were part of the

and created a bright, golden

drip. The two candles quickly melted, dripping its wax onto the remaining candle

left on the table. It was shorter than before, but

Derrick

in silence, staring ahead. For a long

six-member council wouldn’t react fast enough, allowing the exploratory team members to corrupt more residents of

and the others

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

felt guilty that he had avoided the expedition without warning Darc and the rest,

painfully eliminated a classmate who could be

Darc’s ultimate end, he believed that a man who had transformed into that state was already

didn’t know how long he waited while experiencing those mixed feelings.

heard the sound of the seal being removed and the door

dim yellow candlelight, a woman in a black skirt walk in. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail and it

Derrick

of her eyes. She smiled and

you wish to say?”

his head and looked over, only to suddenly discover that her pupils had somehow turned into

he seemed to enter

the dim

pupils became increasingly indifferent, just like an emotionless

golden vertical pupils. It seemed to form a

felt himself drifting away into the

he suddenly became clear-headed. He felt as if something had ingeniously caught him

and Aiflor sitting across him with

a corner’s shadow, a grizzled Chief, Elder

asked Derrick, “What have you been doing all this

training and maintained the same state of mind

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

complex dark green symbols appeared

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

the Chief and

a

the Chief the name of the Fallen Creator and

It matches with the content on the murals at the bottom of the temple.” Colin nodded slightly

Aiflor’s voice

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