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

draped with a brown coat and a leather belt with

your condition, you have to stay in the

show the slightest hint

I’ve already made preparations to stay in the dungeon for a long time. When it’s over,

the door and went past Demon Hunter Colin while facing

turned silently and followed her

they heard heart-wrenching

it starting again?” Lovia asked

and replied in a low voice, “Yes, this is

in a large hall in the middle

team and the few 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, as though they were carrying a huge

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

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

the couple approaching, he shouted in horror, “Dad, Mom,

we agree to eat grilled iron

a lot of

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

stabbing sounds rang out, the young man stopped his wailing. He twitched first,

young 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

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

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

pressed the back of her hand, pushing it

Oof!

though she

kill

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

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

area. Under the arrangements of the upper echelons for each generation, there were quite a few people who were related to each other

of setting up a patrol team would first have to

deep into the darkness and stay far away

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

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. Otherwise, they could only

was the elder brother of his

Hunter Colin silently entered the bottom level of the spire. Accompanied by a few Dawn Paladins, they

stopped outside a cell. The Dawn Paladins dispersed themselves

a single bed,

turned around and looked at Demon Hunter

you once told me that when residents of 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 of time to pull open

and expressed his

eyes, revealing 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,

until the metal door closed with a clang,

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