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

into ashes in less than

could no longer affect the situation of the City of Silver. As for whether his “angel substitute” could help Little Sun pass the subsequent inquiries and investigations, he lacked

to be done completed and with all the hard work put in, all you can do is wait for fate’s arrangement. Hopefully, it will be

a daze, Derrick saw an angel descend before him with an aura that covered the heavens, wrapping him

as three candles burned quietly

and extinguished the two candles which were part of the

pulled them out 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 it

the remaining traces, Derrick extinguished the

ahead. For a

exploratory team members to corrupt more residents of

that the Chief and the others would find

hated those “outsiders,” who lurked in the depths of the darkness, constantly carrying strong malice, including Amon and the

guilty that he had avoided the expedition without warning Darc and the rest, causing them to

eliminated a classmate who could

ultimate end, he believed that a man who had

while experiencing those mixed

the seal being removed and

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

Aiflor,” Derrick subconsciously

smiled and nodded

anything you wish to say?” she asked

and looked over, only to suddenly discover that her pupils had

adrift as he seemed to enter a

candle flame, letting the dim yellow light completely shine on

increasingly indifferent, just

after rings of faint light appeared in those pale golden vertical

himself drifting away

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

Aiflor sitting across him with her pale gold vertical

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

the Chief, Aiflor asked Derrick, “What have you been doing all this

his training and maintained the same

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

as his reply, two complex dark green symbols appeared

that you had a

on a cross and a man in a pointed hat and a crystal monocle.

and pressed,

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

the name of the Fallen Creator and that

the murals at the

Aiflor’s voice remained

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