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

Iliad. He was draped with a brown coat

you have to stay in the dungeon for

show the slightest hint of

the dungeon for a long time. When it’s

the door and went

turned silently and followed her

they heard heart-wrenching cries

starting again?” Lovia asked with a

in a low voice, “Yes, this is a destiny that we can’t

moment, in a large hall in

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

complicated patterns as they walked up to a young man in his

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

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

to eat

lot of iron scorpions

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

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

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 live your own

vision turned into a

back of her hand,

Oof!

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

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 his best to restrain the monster and

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

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.

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

to invade deep into the darkness and stay

as he became seriously ill or visibly aged, he would

previous captain of the exploratory team, Uddel, was isolated in the dungeon, there were actually three elders in the spire. However,

was the elder brother of his

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

stopped outside a cell. The Dawn Paladins

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

door closed, she turned around and looked at Demon Hunter Colin with her pale

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

nodded and

revealing a sad smile, “In an exploration two

I waited there for

until the metal door

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