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

was draped with a

verified,” Colin described plainly. “As captain, regardless of your condition, you have to stay in

slightest hint of anger as

stay in the dungeon for a long time. When

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

turned silently and followed her down

heard heart-wrenching cries and

asked

low voice, “Yes, this is

hall in the middle levels

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

skin held a sword with complicated

head was still intact. Only a long, thin, blood-red

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

agree to eat grilled iron scorpions

lot of iron scorpions for

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

young man stopped his wailing. He twitched first, then he completely lost all signs of

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

on the ground suddenly laughed and gently said, “From today onwards, you’ll have to live your own life. Don’t be

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

back of her hand, pushing it

Oof!

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

City of Silver was under. They had to kill their own blood relatives to prevent them from turning into terrifying and strange evil spirits after their

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

treatment that they had been subjected to, a process that remained unchanging for more than two thousand years. Although no one knew if they would mutate after dying in this state, no one

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

in charge of setting up a patrol team would first have

for exploratory teams weren’t that strict because their missions were always to invade deep into the darkness and stay far away from

resident no 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 the depths of darkness, away from the

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

the elder brother

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

a cell. The Dawn Paladins dispersed

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

metal door closed, she turned around and looked at

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

nodded and expressed his

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

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

in silence, not saying anything until the

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