As the carriage slowly drove on the road, Audrey subconsciously cast her gaze out the window.
Many pedestrians stood by the side of the road, staring at the horses that were pulling the carriage. Their eyes seemed to emit a green glow. The lucky ones who had successfully received the food crossed the street in secret and ran to their homes.
Teams of policemen in black-and-white checkered uniforms patrolled the streets. They had revolvers by their waists and short batons in their hands, intimidating those who wanted to take risks.
"Recently, we don't even dare to go out on the streets alone …" Annie, Audrey's personal maidservant, muttered softly.
Audrey nodded slightly without a response.
After a while, the carriage arrived at Phelps Street and stopped at the edge of the square in front of Saint Samuel Cathedral.
The flocks of white pigeons had already disappeared. It was empty.
The Rouen Charity Bursary Foundation, as well as the Rouen Poverty Relief Foundation and the Rouen Medical Charity Foundation, had moved from 22 Phelps Street to a few small rooms inside the cathedral. This was because the building they were in had collapsed during an air raid some time ago.
To the staff of the three foundations, it was a thrilling memory. If they hadn't left 22 Phelps Street early for different reasons, they would have long become victims.
After getting off the carriage and passing through the door, Audrey saw a girl with black hair, brown eyes, and a thin face walk over.
Without waiting for the other party to speak, she took the initiative to say,
"Melissa, is there any more food that can be distributed?"
Melissa shook her head with a solemn expression.
"Even the injured soldiers that we're helping don't receive enough food …"
Audrey's green eyes dimmed. She didn't show her helplessness or weakness as she nodded slightly.
"I'll think of a way."
...
"From the City of Silver …
"From outside the cursed lands …"
German Sparrow's words echoed in the ears of A 'dal, Xin, Rus, and the other members of the Moon City hunting team. It made them feel as though they were in a dream, unable to snap back to their senses for a long time.
Just as A 'dal gradually regained his rationality and deliberated over what to say, Xin, who was born without a nose, excitedly asked a series of questions.
"Where is the City of Silver? What does it look like? How far is it from here?
"How many normal people are there outside the Cursed Land?"
Klein glanced at her and replied in an emotionless voice,
"On the other side of this cursed land, the City of Silver discovered a plant that can be eaten normally. It's called Black-Faced Grass. This allowed them to maintain the stability of their species, allowing them to effectively explore the depths of the darkness and seek a way to leave.
"They found some mushrooms recently. These mushrooms can use the flesh and blood of monsters as nutrients and produce fruits that are not poisonous or crazy.
The City of Silver has taken a step further in escaping its madness. When the new generation grows up, even if they're old, it won't be so easy for them to lose control …
These words left A 'dal, Xin, and company disappointed, as though their persistence no longer had any meaning.
The life in the City of Silver described by German Sparrow was the most beautiful scene they could imagine, but others simply had it.
"… There are deformities among their newborns?" Xin asked in a dreamy tone.
Klein shook his head.
"Almost none."
"Will their parents walk into the depths of the darkness when their physical conditions decline — no, when they grow old?" A 'dal subconsciously asked.
Klein, who was wearing a black trench coat and top hat, and holding a lantern, replied,
"I won't.
"Because they bear the curse of killing their kin. If a life is not ended by the hands of a blood relative, it will turn into a terrifying evil spirit or monster."
The members of the Moon City hunting team finally found some sense of reality. Their hearts were like a lake that was slowly heating up, with bubbles popping up one after another.
These bubbles were fragile, hollow, and could burst with a single poke. There was actually nothing inside, but something called hope and light flickered inside.
Rus, whose eyes were almost squeezed together, could not help but repeat Xin's question.
"How many normal people are there outside the Cursed Land?"
Klein looked at them with a complicated gaze.
"I'm basically a normal person. I don't have to worry about monster attacks all the time. I don't have to be afraid of being in the dark. I don't have to go crazy when I'm old. I don't have to bear all kinds of curses. I can see the sun when I wake up every day. I have enough food every day.
There's a crimson moon rising every night … However, all of this is being destroyed … Klein silently added.
This time, A 'dal, Xin, Rus, and company were somewhat at a loss. This was because the scene described by German Sparrow seemed to be something they could imagine, but at the same time, they couldn't imagine it. It was just like how when they read the few remaining ancient books, they could understand a certain spirit, but they couldn't truly understand certain contents.
They had no idea what the Sun or the crimson moon was.
However, they had normal food every day. They didn't have to bear all kinds of curses. They didn't have to constantly worry about monster attacks. They didn't have to be afraid of being in the dark, and they didn't have to go crazy when they were old. This was the beauty they yearned for day and night.
There's such a place in this World? Is this the Heavenly State recorded in the ancient books? Is this land really cursed? The members of the Moon City hunting team fell silent once again.
Among them, some of them opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to ask. Some of them wanted to bring German Sparrow back to Moon City and inform the High Priest and everyone else of this news, but they were afraid of attracting danger.
During this process, they didn't let down their guard or let down their guard.
Klein wasn't surprised by their attitude at all. Instead, he believed that this was how a civilization in the Forsaken Land of the Gods should behave to this day.
With the lantern in hand, he took a step to the left, attempting to circle around the humans who wore beast skins or strange clothes and continue heading east.
Regardless of what story these people had or if they were worth helping, he planned on investigating and listening to them later. This was because his spiritual intuition told him that his destination wasn't far. The Western Continent he was teleported to was just two to three hours away.
The moment Klein took a step, A 'dal and company immediately bent their backs and prepared to defend and attack. However, they didn't manage to wait for German Sparrow to approach. They watched him walk more than ten meters to the left and turn back.
Seeing the young man dressed in strange black clothes, wearing a strange black hat, and carrying a strange transparent lantern gradually fade away, A 'dal, who had quite a number of sarcomas on his face, had his expression change a few times as he shouted, "That's right.
He shouted, "Who are you?"
Klein didn't turn around. With the lantern that emitted a faint yellow light, he walked deep into the darkness.
He said normally, "A missionary.
"A person who spreads the light of my Lord."
A 'dal, Xin, and company looked at each other, their expressions filled with confusion.
They hesitated for a while, and just as the faint yellow light was almost gone, all of them instinctively took a step forward and followed behind Klein.
They didn't dare approach, but they didn't want to leave either. Just like that, they carried the food they had hunted and silently walked forward, seemingly monitoring and guarding against him. As for Klein, he walked at a moderate pace, maintaining a general speed. He didn't wait, nor did he attempt to shake them off.
Just like that, both sides walked extremely quietly under the sparse lightning. At some point in time, Rus and another member of the hunting team had left the team. With the beast skin lantern and the food they had harvested, they turned around and silently disappeared into the endless darkness.
As time ticked by, Klein finally stopped.
With the help of the lightning that streaked across the sky, he saw a grayish-white fog a few hundred meters away.
The fog connected the ground and extended all the way to the sky, as though it had no top.
At the same time, the fog extended to both sides without end.
Klein stared intently for a long time. Even though there was darkness in between, he slowly raised his head. Only when the second bolt of lightning subsided did he retract his gaze.
Is the vanished "Western Continent" behind or inside the fog? Klein thought with a heavy heart. He couldn't help but slow down his breathing.
He held the lantern and continued forward until the dim yellow light illuminated the solidified fog.
Without needing to make any other attempts, Klein's Seer intuition told him that the grayish-white fog was an invisible barrier that couldn't be passed through using conventional methods.
He thought for a moment, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed at the darkness diagonally in front of him.
After four to five consecutive grabs, Klein pulled out a black cane embedded with many gems from the air.
This was the Staff of the Stars, a terrifying Sealed Artifact numbered 0-62 that Klein had exchanged for with the Box of the Great Old Ones!
Of course, Klein had only summoned the Historical Void projection of the Staff of the Stars at the moment.
This way, even if an unwanted scene appeared in his mind, he could remove the maintenance of the Historical Void projection and stop the danger in time when the corresponding effects were about to be triggered.
To a Scholar of Yore, this was the best way to use a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact on a daily basis. However, there was a limit to its effectiveness. At present, it couldn't exceed three minutes. Furthermore, the effects were somewhat different from the original version. Using a marionette to hold the Staff of the Stars was impossible to avoid the negative effects. This was because a marionette needed to be controlled, and with control, there was a high chance that the scenes would be transmitted.
Of course, if he were to engage in a prepared battle, Klein wouldn't do so. This was because it would take up one of his three precious summoning spots. Furthermore, although the Staff of the Stars belonged to him, it was only a forced possession. It was in a sealed state. In addition, the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact's level was rather high. Klein wasn't able to successfully summon it in one go. He often needed three to six tries. In an intense battle, this required sufficient opportunities. It wasn't that easy.
It was precisely because of this that he would "hypnotize" himself ahead of time when he was performing in preparation. He would use the Staff of the Stars in a special state and leave the chance to summon the Historical Void projection to familiar angels like Miss Messenger, Mr. Azik, Ma 'am Arianna, and Will Auceptin.
Holding the black cane embedded with all kinds of gems, the scene of the illusory door slowly opening naturally surfaced in Klein's mind.
The gem on the cane flashed with a faint light, and the grayish-white fog quickly outlined an insubstantial door.
The door opened silently, and behind it was still the gray fog.
Opening the door doesn't work … Klein wasn't surprised by this outcome, but he was still a little disappointed.
He thought for a moment and prepared to change his method.
However, just as he was thinking, the Staff of the Stars automatically activated as the scene appeared.
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Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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