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.

door opened backward

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

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 undergo the Glory Crown’s cleansing. You

didn’t show the slightest hint

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

had walked to the door and went past Demon Hunter Colin

silently and followed her down the

heard

starting again?” Lovia asked with a slightly

“Yes,

large hall in the

residents of the City of Silver who had been corrupted were pressed down to the ground by seemingly corporeal holy lusters. They were unable to move,

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

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

in

to eat grilled iron

lot of

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

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

complicated patterns on it.

today onwards, you’ll

turned into a blur, and the sword in her

palm pressed the back of her

Oof!

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

curse that everyone in the City of Silver was under. They had to kill their own blood relatives to prevent them from turning into terrifying and

him on the spot. Instead, he tried

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

City of Silver didn’t have a large population, and all of them lived in 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

patrol team would first have to consider the matter of blood ties in order to prevent any unexpected situations

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

surveillance, and as soon as he

in the spire. However, the one who took action was Chief

Uddel was the

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

stopped outside a cell. The

abnormalities, she walked into a room with a single bed, a table, and a single candle

turned around and looked at Demon Hunter

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

nodded and expressed

smile, “In an exploration two months

pretended to be separated from the rest of the team. I waited there

silence, not saying anything until the metal door closed with

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