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

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

team has been verified,” Colin described plainly. “As captain, regardless of your condition, you have to stay in the dungeon for three

didn’t show the slightest hint of anger

time. When it’s over, I

the door and

turned silently and followed her down the

they heard heart-wrenching cries and

Lovia asked with

nodded and replied in a low voice, “Yes, this is a destiny that we

a large hall in the middle levels of

and the few residents of the City of Silver who had been corrupted were pressed down to the ground by seemingly corporeal

skin held a sword with complicated patterns as they walked up to a young man in his early

his head was still intact.

couple approaching, he shouted in horror, “Dad, Mom, what are

to eat grilled iron scorpions together

I caught a lot

and turned their heads to the

out, the young man stopped his wailing. He twitched first,

was around ten years old, raised a sword with complicated patterns on it. Tears were streaming down her face as

girl lying on the ground suddenly laughed and gently said, “From today onwards, you’ll have

cried until her vision turned into a blur, and the sword in her hand stopped in

the back of her

Oof!

girl was left stunned, as though she couldn’t

curse that everyone in the City of Silver was under. They had to kill their own blood relatives to

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

process that remained unchanging for more than two thousand years. Although no one knew if they would mutate after dying in this state, no one dared to gamble

for each generation, there were quite a few people who were related to each other by blood. Even if they were limited by three generations, they would still be

of this, the Beyonder in charge of setting up a patrol team would first have to consider the matter of blood ties

and stay far away from the City of Silver. Even

be placed under strict surveillance, and as soon as he became seriously ill or visibly aged, he would be

exploratory team, Uddel, 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. Otherwise, they could

was because Uddel was the elder

the bottom level of the spire. Accompanied by a few Dawn Paladins, they arrived at

them stopped outside a cell. The Dawn

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

metal door closed, she turned around and looked at Demon Hunter Colin with her

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

nodded and expressed

an exploration two months ago, a team member

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

silence, not saying anything until the metal door closed with a clang, and the seal

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