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

person standing outside was none other than Demon Hunter Colin Iliad. He was draped with a brown coat and a leather belt with secret compartments around

you have to

hint of anger as she

know, I’ve already made preparations to stay in the dungeon for a long time. When it’s over, I can accept any arrangements even

she spoke, she had walked to the door and went past Demon Hunter Colin while facing

silently and followed her

they heard heart-wrenching cries

it starting again?” Lovia asked with a slightly confused

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

large hall in the middle levels of the

were pressed down to the ground by seemingly corporeal holy lusters. They were

complicated patterns as they walked

slush, but his head was still

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

to eat grilled

a lot of iron scorpions for

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

rang out, the young man stopped his wailing.

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

ground suddenly laughed and gently said, “From today onwards, you’ll have to

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

back of her hand, pushing

Oof!

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

was the ancient 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

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

same treatment that they had been subjected to, a process that remained unchanging for more than two thousand years. Although no one

generation, there were

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

the darkness and stay far away

and as soon as he became seriously ill or visibly aged, he would be exiled into the depths of

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.

because Uddel was the elder

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

of them stopped outside a cell. The Dawn Paladins dispersed themselves a

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

turned around and looked at Demon Hunter Colin with her

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

and

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

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 a clang, and the seal

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