Backlund, in a basement that resembled a temple.

Mr. A, dressed in a hooded black robe, motionlessly quietly knelt in front of a figurine of The Hanged Giant for an extended period of time.

Suddenly, he pricked up his ears as if he was listening to something.

After a short pause, Mr. A’s hands jerked up, and he snapped his right index finger with his left palm.

He stuffed the bloody finger into his mouth and munched on it like he was eating snacks, making crunching sounds.

Gulp!

Mr. A’s throat wiggled, and he swallowed his gnawed fingers into his stomach.

His body suddenly trembled, as if he was being grabbed and shaken by an invisible figure.

In this state, Mr. A stretched out his right hand and used the blood from his wound to write words on the ground.

Those words were written in neither Jotun or Dragonese, which could stir the powers of nature, nor was it in Hermes which was used for sacrificial rituals. Instead, they were written in the most ordinary and commonplace language, Loen.

The scarlet color quickly gathered together and the words pieced together into a few sentences.

“Found:

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era.

“The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

“The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.

“Adorers and devotees in Backlund.”

After the end of the “divine epiphany,” Mr. A stopped trembling, and a new finger grew out of his squirming wound.

He lowered his head and carefully read the words he had just written, the corners of his mouth curled up in the shadows.

“By your divine revelation!” Mr. A humbly prostrated as though he had found the meaning of his existence once again.

City of Silver, at the top of the spire.

Lovia walked to the window and looked down at the candlelight in the darkness, her expression softening.

After an unknown period of time, she heard a knock at the door.

“Your Excellency?” Lovia turned around with alacrity and greeted the visitor with a smile.

opened backward

than Demon Hunter Colin Iliad. He was draped with a brown

your condition, you have to stay in the dungeon for three days and undergo the Glory Crown’s cleansing.

the slightest hint of

dungeon for a long time. When it’s over, I can accept any arrangements even if you guys still don’t trust

door and

and followed her down the

there, they heard heart-wrenching cries and

it starting again?” Lovia asked with a slightly

voice, “Yes, this is a

large hall in the middle levels

pressed down to the ground by seemingly corporeal holy lusters. They were unable

dark skin held a sword with complicated patterns as they walked up to a young man

man’s body had already turned into a meat slush, but his head was still intact. Only a

couple approaching, he shouted in

agree to eat

lot of

any longer and turned their heads to the side, but they raised the

his wailing.

around ten years old, raised a sword with complicated patterns on it. Tears were streaming

and gently said, “From today onwards, you’ll have to

girl immediately cried until her vision turned into a blur, and the sword in her

pressed the back

Oof!

was left stunned, as though she couldn’t hear

the City of Silver was under. They had to kill their own

an unknown existence, having no value in interrogating, the “shadow” observer didn’t dare to kill him on the spot. Instead, he tried his best to restrain the monster and bring it back to the spire to wait for his parents. Otherwise,

for more than two thousand years. Although

arrangements of the upper echelons for each generation, there were quite a few

setting up a patrol team would first have to consider the matter of blood ties in order to prevent any

darkness and stay far away from

and as soon as he became seriously ill or visibly aged, he would be exiled into the

was isolated in the dungeon, there were actually three elders in the spire. However, the one who took action was Chief Colin Iliad in the end.

because Uddel was the elder brother of his direct

entered the bottom level of the spire. Accompanied by

cell. The Dawn Paladins dispersed themselves a distance

a single bed, a table, and a single candle at a

the metal door closed, she turned around and looked at

me that when residents of the City of Silver leave this place and die in the depths of the darkness, they won’t immediately turn into evil spirits. A few days have to pass. Therefore, the other members of the exploratory team have plenty of time to pull

and expressed

an exploration two months

separated from the rest of the team. I waited there for five days, but he didn’t turn into an

looked at her in silence, not saying anything until the metal door closed with a

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