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

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 the dungeon for three days and

hint

When it’s over, I can accept any arrangements even if you guys still don’t

the door and

turned silently and followed her down the winding

there, they heard heart-wrenching

Lovia asked with a slightly

low voice, “Yes, this is a destiny that

a large hall in the

had been corrupted were pressed down to

held a sword with complicated patterns as they walked up to

turned into a meat slush, but his head was still intact. Only a long, thin,

shouted in horror, “Dad, Mom, what

we agree to eat

lot of

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

two stabbing sounds rang out, the young man stopped his wailing. He twitched first, then he completely lost all

old, raised a sword with complicated patterns on it. Tears were streaming down her face as she stabbed

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

vision turned into a blur, and the sword

pressed the back of her

Oof!

left stunned, as though she couldn’t hear or see

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

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 would only become

more than two thousand years. Although no one knew if they would mutate after dying in this

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

up a patrol team would first have to

their missions were always to invade deep into the darkness and stay far away from the

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, away from the City

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

was the

the bottom level of the spire. Accompanied by a

a cell. The Dawn Paladins dispersed themselves a distance

into a room with a single bed, a table, and

and looked at Demon

they won’t immediately turn into evil spirits. A few days have to

and expressed

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

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

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

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