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

Hunter Colin Iliad. He was draped with a brown coat and

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

didn’t show the slightest hint of anger as she calmly

in the dungeon for a long time. When it’s over, I can accept any arrangements even

to the door and went past Demon Hunter Colin while facing

silently and followed

they heard

asked with

voice, “Yes, this is a

hall in the middle levels of the

exploratory team and the few residents of the City of Silver who had been corrupted were pressed down to

forties with dark skin held a sword with complicated

body had already turned into a meat slush, but his head was still intact. Only a long, thin, blood-red tendril grew out of

shouted in horror,

eat grilled iron scorpions together

a lot of iron scorpions for

and turned their heads to the side, but they raised the sword in their hands high into the

his wailing. He twitched first, then he completely lost all

a sword with complicated patterns on it. Tears were streaming down

and gently said, “From today onwards, you’ll have to live your own life. Don’t

her vision turned into a blur, and the sword in

a strong palm pressed the back of her hand, pushing

Oof!

girl was left stunned, as though

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

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,

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

of them lived in the same area. Under the arrangements of the upper echelons for each generation, there were quite a few

team would first have

missions were always to invade deep into the darkness and stay far away from the City of Silver. Even if they died or

three generations, they would be placed under strict surveillance, and as soon as he became seriously ill

team, Uddel, was isolated in the dungeon, there were actually three elders in the spire. However, the one who

was because Uddel was the elder brother of his

Colin silently entered the bottom level of the spire.

of them stopped outside a cell. The Dawn

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

she turned around and looked at Demon Hunter Colin with her pale

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

nodded and expressed his

a sad smile, “In an exploration two months ago, a team member died in front of

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

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

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