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

combusted, turning into ashes

As for whether his “angel substitute”

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

before him with an aura that covered the heavens, wrapping him with twelve pairs

as three candles burned

extinguished the two candles which were part

out and created a bright, golden

quickly melted, dripping its wax onto the

than before, but it wasn’t

removing the remaining traces, Derrick extinguished

For a long time, he

fast enough, allowing the exploratory team

the Chief and the others would find additional

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

had avoided the expedition without warning Darc

classmate who could be considered

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

long he waited while experiencing

heard the sound of the seal being

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 down to

Aiflor,” Derrick

pretty woman, but she had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She smiled and nodded

you wish to say?”

suddenly discover that her pupils had somehow turned

adrift as he seemed

the dim yellow light completely shine on the boy’s

became increasingly indifferent, just like an emotionless

those pale golden vertical pupils. It seemed

stupor, Derrick felt himself drifting away into the endless darkness

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

candlelight and Aiflor sitting across him with her pale gold

a corner’s shadow, a grizzled

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

and maintained the same state of mind as

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

complex dark green

you know that you had a conflict with

a cross and a man in a pointed hat and a crystal monocle. Yes, I saw him back at the dungeon… He had opened his mouth and spoke with a smile….” Derrick told a

the Chief and pressed,

one thing… He said with a smile, ‘Fallen Creator, True Creator… Shepherd…’” Derrick almost failed

the Chief the

It matches with the content on the murals at

then?” Aiflor’s voice remained

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