Moon City.
Many humans walked out of the mottled but abnormally sturdy buildings. Some of them were clearly deformed, while others had already undergone a certain degree of mutation.
These humans looked at each other and saw a certain amount of puzzlement on each other's faces.
There were still two to three months before the Sun Sacrifice. Why would the High Priest summon everyone to the square?
Could something major have happened? The residents of Moon City entered the only square from the streets with worry, fear, and puzzlement.
At that moment, the platform was empty. The person who had summoned them didn't seem to have arrived.
The residents of Moon City gathered in an orderly manner according to their respective areas and began discussing in low voices.
"Why isn't the High Priest here yet?"
"Doesn't he like to wait and not want to be waited for?"
"What exactly happened? Why did he suddenly summon all the residents of the city other than the guards?"
…
Amidst the voices, at the top of a tower near the square, behind the crystal glass, the High Priest, Nim, leaned against the wall and stared at the square. His expression was warped as he endured something.
His grayish-white hair flew up, and a tuft of short black hair grew on his face. The flesh between his ribs and waist squirmed, forming lumps.
These abnormal changes would disappear and appear at times. It was as though Nim was having a relapse again and again. His entire being was evil and terrifying.
More than a minute later, Nim finally calmed down. He let out a long sigh and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He had been resisting the madness that had accumulated in his body.
In fact, no matter which Beyonder pathway it was, the higher the Sequence, the more serious the madness and inhuman tendencies. This would gradually exceed one's humanity, and one had to rely on external anchors to maintain a sufficient balance.
Normally, this situation wasn't that obvious at Sequence 4 and Sequence 3. But at the angel level, even if there were enough anchors to "stabilize" them, they would fall into a dark, negative, and mutated state from time to time. They had to endure and resist it alone, waiting for it to ease.
This was like a sacred and solemn existence. Usually, it didn't seem to have any problems. It could respond to your prayers, chat with you normally, and even make a few jokes. But at times, it could only hide in a dark room and hide in the shadows. It would tear off the surface of its skin, revealing its sinister side, and show all sorts of signs of madness.
As for Nim, he often ate the flesh of monsters, accumulating a lot of poison, corruption, and madness. That was why he suffered such pain at Sequence 4.
Of course, those who didn't know the acting method and relied on time or luck to advance to Sequence 4 and 3 would also do the same.
After adjusting his state, Nim turned around and left the room. With the help of an illusory door, he appeared on the platform in the middle of the square.
All the discussions died down, and the residents of Moon City cast doubtful and uneasy gazes at the High Priest.
Nim looked around and said bluntly, "There's no need.
"The hunting team led by A 'dal encountered an outsider."
An outsider! The eyes of the residents of Moon City widened. They felt as if a bolt of lightning had descended upon the city.
More than 2000 years, this was the first time Moon City encountered outsiders! Of course, this referred to humans who could communicate with intelligence, not monsters.
Nim took a silent breath and continued.
"He claims to be a missionary who spreads the light of deities. He caused the grayish-white fog to undergo an obvious change. He cleared the corruption and toxins accumulated in A 'dal and company's bodies and treated the abnormalities in their bodies."
As he spoke, Nim nodded to the side of the platform. A 'dal and Xin, who were hiding in the shadows, immediately passed through the torches and walked to his side. They used their own conditions to prove what he had just said.
"Hiss …"
"God!"
"This is A 'dal and Xin?"
"They really, really …"
Exclamations blurted out as shock and surprise intertwined with each other, as though they were corporeal.
A 'dal and Xin looked at each other, took two steps forward, and recounted what had happened to their hunting team.
Upon hearing the flame that appeared in the darkness, the cross that emitted a bright light, the cane that could treat abnormalities and diseases, the grayish-white fog parting to the sides, and the appearance of the door, as well as the happy description of their good conditions by the hunting team, the residents of Moon City gradually fell silent.
Among them, some of them had already unknowingly shed tears. It was because they had finally seen a ray of light amidst their extreme exhaustion and depression.
The tears had a slightly salty feeling as they flowed down their faces, past the corners of their mouths, and dripped to the ground.
In addition, those who remained rational and clear-headed raised their arms and expressed their opinions.
"Could that missionary be a special monster from the depths of the darkness?"
"Have A 'dal and Xin already been controlled and influenced to have such a performance?"
After the wave of questions subsided, Nim said in a deep and clear voice, "I've checked them and also used Sealed Artifacts to check them.
"I've checked them and also used Sealed Artifacts to check them. I haven't found anything abnormal for the time being.
"I'll let them continue staying in the black tower for at least fifteen days of observation."
After making the promise, Nim paused for a moment.
"That missionary named German Sparrow will be cultivating in the vicinity of the grayish-white fog for a period of time. He allows us to go there to sense the light of the deity he believes in and listen to the corresponding teachings. And every day, he will purify and treat us when the lightning is the most frequent.
"Everyone can choose to head there, but they have to report in advance and listen to the arrangements. They are not to act on their own and affect the city's defenses. And those who go there will be quarantined for fifteen days like A 'dal and Xin when they return."
The residents of Moon City fell silent as they looked at each other. They couldn't make up their minds.
At this moment, Rus and another member of the hunting team, who had previously returned to the city to inform the High Priest and failed to receive the purification and treatment, stood up.
"High Priest, I want to go!"
"Alright, I'll lead this team tomorrow …" Nim nodded slightly and agreed.
He had originally planned on giving such a team a name, but he couldn't think of a good description. All he could do was stammer and skip it.
In his heart, he actually had a name, but he didn't dare say it out loud.
Pilgrim.
With Rus and company taking the lead, several Moon City residents stood up and expressed their willingness to take the risk.
When the frequency of the lightning increased, a new day arrived. A team of seven to eight people from Moon City carried animal hide lanterns and began trekking in the darkness towards the edge of the grayish-white fog.
After the darkness and light alternated countless times, Rus and company's eyes suddenly reflected a flash of fire.
It was a bonfire that was slowly burning. German Sparrow, who was wearing strange clothes and a strange hat, was sitting on the other side. He held an iron-black long stick and was roasting something.
There were monster corpses lying around the bonfire. There were all kinds of strange things growing on these corpses. Some of them were pure white and plump, as though liquid would spurt out with a single poke. Some were black with blood-colored threads and fat patterns embedded in them. Some were covered in golden spots, and the lid at the top was the size of a palm …
These things were densely packed, covering different parts of the monster's corpse. It had a demonic and alluring beauty to it.
After taking a few steps forward, the High Priest, Nim, discovered that Gehrman Sparrow was roasting one of those strange items. Droplets of fat dripped down, producing sizzling sounds in the fire. It made the light more obvious as it emanated an alluring fragrance.
Gulp. The Moon City residents in the team instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva as they developed a strong and uncontrollable appetite.
Every cell in their bodies was screaming crazily:
I want to eat!
I want to eat!
Let me eat!
Klein, who was sitting on a rock, raised his head and pointed at the colorful things growing on the monster corpses around him.
"They're called mushrooms, and they're divided into different types. If you're willing, you can pluck them and eat them yourself, but you can't touch the completely black ones. Furthermore, they have to be sufficiently cooked before you can eat them. Otherwise, you will suffer a terrifying curse."
Moon City's High Priest, Nim, thought for a moment and answered on behalf of the others.
"We want to first listen to your Lord's teachings and feel 'His' brilliance."
Klein nodded slightly. As he spun the roasted stick he had summoned from the Historical Void, he said, "You can sit down and listen.
You can sit down and listen. "
After the seven to eight Moon City residents sat opposite the bonfire, he said with a solemn expression,
"I'm from the Giant King's Court."
This was a term that the residents of Moon City were familiar with. They immediately felt energized as they shifted their attention away from the things being roasted on the bonfire and cast it at German Sparrow.
Following that, Klein described the situation in the City of Silver and the situation outside the cursed land like before. He also mentioned the city ruins he had seen along the way.
This made the residents of Moon City sigh, yearn, and find it unbelievable. At times, they would empathize with him and feel grief.
Midway through his speech, Klein suddenly stopped. He retracted the iron-black stick in his hand, brought it to his mouth, and bit off a mushroom.
The rich gravy seeped out with a slightly hot feeling, cleansing his mouth.
After more than half a year in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Klein had already overcome his aversion to mushrooms. After all, Dhaniz often had to be assigned by him to do certain things. He was unable to meticulously prepare food sacrifices, so the gap in between could only be filled with mushrooms.
Closing his eyes in satisfaction, Klein handed over the iron-black stick in his hand and smiled.
"You can give it a try."
High Priest Nim was still hesitating when Rus reached out his hand. As he thanked him, he plucked a mushroom and sent it into his mouth.
He ate in such a hurry that his mouth was scalded. However, his expression warped for a moment before it suddenly froze.
Following that, his expression relaxed bit by bit, gradually revealing a feeling of intoxication, enjoyment, and desire.
In the end, Rus's tears flowed out uncontrollably as he sobbed in a low voice.
"This is, this is the best food I've ever eaten …"
Even though their taste for food had changed over the generations, humans were still unable to adapt to the toxins and madness. They craved sugar and fat.
At that moment, all the residents of Moon City could tell that Rus was touched.
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