Baekeland, East Borough.
Fors, who had just returned from the world of ice and snow, was wrapped in thick clothes. Looking at the charcoal stove in front of her, she felt as though she had fallen into the harsh environment again. She couldn't help but tremble a few times.
"George III is already dead. The matters from before will definitely come to an end. Perhaps we can move away from here and head to North Borough, to Hillston Borough.
"The houses there have fireplaces!"
Xio sat on a chair opposite him and similarly stared at the stove that emitted warmth. She replied with a slightly confused expression, "That's right.
She replied with a slightly confused expression, "Let's wait another week or two.
"To be frank, I still can't believe that George III was killed just like that … I didn't have the time to do anything."
The tone of this bounty hunter, who had become a Judge, was clearly disappointed, confused, and at a loss. It was as though she had lost her motivation in life.
Fors temporarily forgot the damage brought about by the cold as she thought and consoled her.
"I think this matter wasn't done by German Sparrow. It was done by those people who used Shermane. Only they are still investigating George III's secret schemes. You can be considered to have contributed to George III's death. It's equivalent to indirectly completing your revenge.
"Uh … There shouldn't be any more surveillance and suppression targeting your family. You can try to start a new life. If there's a chance, you might even be able to appeal for your father through proper channels."
Upon hearing the latter half of the sentence, Xio looked up.
"Yes, the situation is getting more and more chaotic. I'm very worried that they will be affected by the war.
"Fors, do you think Baekeland is safer, or is an ordinary city that isn't close to the border safer?"
Fors thought seriously for a few seconds before shaking her head frankly.
"I don't know."
She then added, "I plan on asking Mr. World.
"I plan on asking Mr. World. He definitely has a more accurate grasp of the overall situation. Do you still remember? He warned us in advance that there would be a situation around George III and that we should try not to approach him. "
In addition, Fors also wanted to ask where the next stop of her "journey" was so that she could make some preparations ahead of time.
"Okay!" Xio instinctively nodded.
Fors flipped through the newspaper on her knees and drank the rest of the coffee. Then, she slowly got up and entered the room. She prayed to Mr. Fool in a low voice, asking "Him" to pass "Her" questions to The World, German Sparrow.
…
Forsaken Land of the Gods, near the Giant King's Court.
Klein, who was no longer deeply "parasitized," followed Amon along the foot of the mountain. In the frozen dusk, they circled to the front of the mythical land.
Although Amon had given him a chance to escape by all means, he wasn't in a hurry to do so. This was because he knew very well that Amon had at least the level and strength of a Sequence 2. He was an angel in the truest sense of the word, not someone he could fight head-on. Furthermore, a Marauder was known to have errors, loopholes, and bugs. His powers were strange and strange, making it impossible to guard against him. Klein believed that the normal methods he could think of to save himself were basically ineffective.
All I can do is maintain patience and wait for an opportunity to be used … During this process, I'll constantly make some attempts to observe Amon's response … Yes, I have to take note of one more problem. I can't trust Amon's words too much. "He" might not be lying when "He" retracted the Worm of Time and removed my "Parasitized" state, but that might not be the entire truth. I can't eliminate the possibility that "He" left a Worm of Time lurking in my body and take over my body at a critical moment … As Klein's thoughts churned, he was just about to "chat" with Amon and ask about Dark Angel Sasrir when he saw that not far away, dusk was fading. Darkness enveloped the area as lightning flashed in the sky from time to time.
They had arrived at the borders of the Giant King's Court and were about to leave the Mythical Kingdom.
Once I'm in the darkness here, I'll either evaporate into thin air or encounter a terrifying monster that suddenly appears … Klein's heart stirred as he pretended not to know anything. He continued forward and walked from the orange-red dusk to the deep darkness.
At this moment, Amon, who was wearing a black classic robe, a pointed hat, and a monocle, reached out his hand and pulled back a lantern that was covered in a thin layer of animal hide.
Inside the lantern, there was a candle made of unknown oil that emitted a dim yellow light and a slightly pungent smell.
"Carry it." Amon threw the lantern to Klein.
"…" Klein caught the lantern and fell silent.
A few seconds later, he probed,
"Where did you get this from?"
At that instant, Klein imagined that Amon could summon a projection from the Historical Void.
Amon pinched the crystal monocle and said with a smile, "I stole it from the human camp up ahead.
"I stole it from the human camp in front. Oh, that's the City of Silver's Afternoon Town camp."
Stole it … Klein's eyelids twitched as he didn't ask any further. With the lantern in hand, he walked into the endless darkness.
The dim yellow light was like an invisible defensive barrier that quickly spread out, creating a warm place in the pitch-black night.
At this moment, lightning streaked across the sky from time to time. The intervals were rather long, and there was almost no thunder. Occasionally, there would be a rumble.
According to the general knowledge that Klein had learned from Sun since he was young, the night in the Forsaken Land of the Gods was the most dangerous period of time.
As he walked forward, Klein first used his Faceless powers, which had undergone a qualitative change, together with Creeping Hunger, to adjust the structure of his eyes to adapt to this special environment. Following that, he used his spiritual perception to observe his surroundings.
He felt that in the lightless darkness, there were eyes staring at him. There were indescribable creatures hidden there, but every time lightning lit up and illuminated those areas, there was nothing.
Klein wasn't worried that he would suffer a serious backlash if he kept using Creeping Hunger without being able to feed it in the current environment. From his point of view, there were only two outcomes. First, Creeping Hunger would attempt to devour him, but Amon would steal his thoughts. Second, Creeping Hunger would successfully devour the wearer, allowing him to be reborn and escape his current predicament. The latter was what Klein was looking forward to. Apart from Creeping Hunger being a little confused, there was nothing to lose in the former.
After proceeding forward for a while, Klein saw the City of Silver's Afternoon Town camp that had been built using abandoned buildings.
Behind the walls formed by boulders and stone pillars, a bonfire burned silently, illuminating most of the area inside, making it completely different from the outside world.
Under the illumination of the light, the members of the City of Silver's expedition team were either patrolling or guarding the area to prevent any accidents.
Among them, a Dawn Paladin, who was nearly 2.3 meters tall, was standing on top of the wall, looking into the distance, wary of the monsters hidden in the darkness.
Suddenly, he saw a faint yellow light coming from the depths of the darkness.
This … The Dawn Paladin's pupils suddenly dilated as his heartbeat sped up.
Apart from newborns and children who had yet to receive education, everyone in the City of Silver knew that in this land forsaken by the gods, apart from humans, no one would use flames in the darkness to create light. Even monsters that were good at controlling flames would lurk in a lightless environment before launching an attack. As for other humans, all the cities that the City of Silver had discovered up to this point had long been destroyed. They had become ruins with no survivors. The only outsider they had seen was the strange child, Jack.
And at this moment, a flame appeared in the depths of the darkness. It was a constantly moving flame!
The Dawn Paladin standing on top of the wall couldn't figure out what this meant. He felt his body tremble slightly.
The dim light from the fire slowly approached from afar. It passed the front of the campsite and headed towards the outskirts of Afternoon Town. Faintly, the Dawn Paladin saw two human figures walking in the darkness. The figures were abnormally blurry due to the light.
They carried what looked like lanterns and left the camp step by step, disappearing into the endless darkness.
At some point in time, the Dawn Paladin on the wall had already held his breath until the faint yellow light completely disappeared.
There are other humans? No, it might not be humans! The Dawn Paladin's pupils constricted as he carefully turned around, preparing to inform the Elder of the six-member council who presided over the camp.
At this moment, he realized that one of the lanterns hanging on the stone pillars had disappeared at some point in time.
The Dawn Paladin's body stiffened as cold sweat seeped out of his forehead and back.
…
As he left Afternoon Town step by step, Klein endured the gazes of pairs of eyes in the depths of the darkness. He quietly used the powers of a Scholar of Yore and his connection with Sefirah Castle to sense the grayish-white fog formed from history.
He succeeded.
This proved that the Forsaken Land of the Gods wasn't separated from Sefirah Castle.
The True Creator's holy residence, or even his divine kingdom, is on this land … If I trigger Sefirah Castle and create an anomaly, will it attract "His" attention and cause a conflict with Amon … "He" is a true god. I don't have any extravagant hopes of escaping during the chaos, but I can seize the opportunity to kill myself while "Him" is dealing with Amon … With a thought, Klein made Sefirah Castle tremble slightly.
In the next second, this thought vanished.
Walking beside him, the corners of Amon's mouth curled up slightly.
"The Hanging Man isn't interested in Sefirah Castle. Of course, 'His' rationality might not always be in 'His' mind."
"The Hanging Man" refers to Sequence 0 of the Shepherd pathway? " Klein didn't have any extravagant hopes that his impulsive action would really succeed. He mainly wanted to test Amon's reaction and see how "He" would respond. At that moment, he didn't feel depressed and didn't hide his curiosity as he raised the question.
Amon nodded slightly.
"Yes, this symbolizes degeneration. Of course, if you want to explain it in a positive way, it's sacrifice and responsibility."
Klein thought for a moment and probed, "That's right.
I thought this was a nickname you came up with. "
Just like Medici.
According to what Klein knew, the True Creator's birth due to the Rose Redemption was very likely related to the fall of the ancient Sun God. Therefore, he wanted to know what kind of attitude Amon had towards this evil god, and if it was the same as "His" brother.
Amon stroked his monocle and chuckled.
"I've always been very respectful towards deities."
It's really inappropriate for a Blasphemer to say that … Klein helplessly stopped the topic.
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