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.

crimson light and

silently combusted, turning into ashes in

whether his “angel substitute” could help Little Sun

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

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

three candles

the ritual and extinguished the two candles

and created a bright, golden flame

two candles quickly melted, dripping its wax onto

completely, there was only one candle left on the table. It was shorter than before, but

remaining traces, Derrick extinguished the last yellow-flamed

ahead. For a long time, he didn’t

exploratory team members to corrupt more residents

Chief and the others would find additional clues elsewhere, thwarting

the darkness, constantly carrying strong malice, including Amon and

had avoided the expedition without warning Darc and the rest, causing them

could be considered a friend

that a man who had

how long he waited while experiencing those mixed feelings. Midway, he even rekindled the

the seal being removed and

woman in a black skirt walk in. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail

Aiflor,” Derrick subconsciously called

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

anything you wish

instinctively lifted his head and looked over, only to suddenly discover that her pupils had

he

adjusted the candle flame, letting the dim

golden pupils became increasingly indifferent,

rings after rings of faint light appeared in those pale golden vertical pupils. It seemed to form a vortex and constructed a

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

that moment, he suddenly became clear-headed. He felt as if something had ingeniously caught him in that state of

candlelight and Aiflor sitting

corner’s shadow, a grizzled Chief, Elder

the Chief, Aiflor asked Derrick, “What

remembered his training and maintained the

if I was

reply, two complex dark green symbols appeared in Demon Hunter Colin’s

that you had a conflict with

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. Yes, I saw him back at the dungeon… He had opened his mouth and spoke with a smile….” Derrick told

and pressed, “What

I can only remember one thing… He said with a smile, ‘Fallen Creator, True Creator… Shepherd…’”

such a risk just to tell the Chief the name

the content on the murals at the bottom of the temple.” Colin

Aiflor’s voice remained

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