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

was none other than Demon Hunter Colin Iliad. He was draped with a

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

slightest hint of anger

for a long time. When it’s over, I can accept any arrangements even if you

spoke, she had walked to the door and went past

silently and followed her down

heard heart-wrenching cries and

asked with

voice, “Yes, this is a destiny that we can’t

in a large hall in the

to the ground by seemingly corporeal holy lusters. They were unable to move, as though they were carrying a huge mountain on

with dark skin held a sword with complicated patterns as they walked

slush, but his head was still

couple approaching, he shouted in

agree to eat

Mom, I caught a lot of

couple couldn’t bear it any longer and turned their heads to the side, but they raised the sword in their

young man stopped his wailing. He twitched first, then he completely lost all signs of

with complicated patterns on it. Tears were streaming

said, “From today onwards, you’ll have to live your

into a blur, and

a strong palm pressed the back

Oof!

as though she couldn’t hear

was under. They had to kill their own blood relatives to prevent them from turning into terrifying and strange evil

completely mutated into a monster and was corrupted by 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, the situation

were currently receiving the same treatment that they had been subjected to, a process that remained unchanging for more than two thousand years. Although no one knew if they would mutate after

the same area. Under the arrangements of the upper echelons 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

a patrol team would first have to consider the matter of blood ties in order

darkness and stay far away from the City

longer had blood relatives within three generations, they would be placed under strict surveillance, and as soon as he became seriously ill or visibly aged, he would be exiled into the depths of darkness,

were actually three elders in the spire. However, the

because Uddel was the elder brother of his direct

Colin silently entered the bottom level of the spire. Accompanied by a

outside a cell. The Dawn

she walked into a room with a single bed, a

closed, she turned around and looked

place and die in the depths of the darkness, they won’t immediately turn into

and expressed his

eyes, revealing a sad smile, “In an exploration two months ago,

team. I waited there for five days, but he

at her in silence, not saying anything until the metal door closed with a clang, and the seal took

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