The Forsaken Land of the Gods, Moon City.
When A 'dal, Xin, and Rus heard the High Priest's voice that resounded throughout the city, they became abnormally excited.
They stood up almost at the same time and carried the beast hide bags they had prepared on their backs.
Inside were the mushroom powder, dried mushrooms, and pieces of monster leather, as well as a number of Beyonder characteristics of different states.
To them, although they were very excited and filled with anticipation for the future, the suffering they had suffered in the past made them not dare to be careless. They brought as much food as they could.
Before the lightning alternated several times, the priests of Moon City had received a divine revelation from Mr. Fool. They stopped sending out hunting teams and instructed every resident to pack their important items and be prepared to leave at any time.
In less than a minute, A 'dal and company walked out of their houses with lanterns in hand and onto the streets.
As their gazes met, their wart-covered or deformed faces brimmed with undisguised joy. They didn't have any negative emotions about abandoning Moon City and leaving their hometowns.
This was the source of their nightmares. Countless generations of people had lost their happiness in their childhood.
After gathering at the square with the platform, they suppressed their excitement and lined up according to their residences in an orderly manner. They then checked if their neighbors had arrived.
Before long, all the residents of Moon City were present. High Priest Nim walked up the platform and couldn't hide his smile.
"Everyone, I've received a revelation.
"Mr. Fool is about to help us leave this cursed land and obtain a new life.
"Praise Mr. Fool!"
He took the lead to press his right palm on his left chest.
This was a gesture they had invented to praise Mr. Fool, and Mr. Fool didn't deny it.
"Praise Mr. Fool!" The residents of Moon City pressed their right palms on their left chests and loudly expressed their gratitude and piety.
As their voices echoed, the gray-haired and wrinkled Nim raised his hand and pressed it down.
"We will first head to the City of Silver and rendezvous with the survivors there. We will head to the World of Light outside.
"Don't worry. Mr. Fool will protect us.
"Alright, close your eyes and begin praying."
With that said, the High Priest clasped his hands and pressed them to his lips. He piously prayed to Mr. Fool, hoping that the great existence could satisfy the greatest wish that Moon City had accumulated over the past two to three thousand years.
In the next second, this demigod of the Evernight pathway acutely sensed the changes in his surroundings. He opened his eyes and observed his surroundings. He discovered that the stone pillars were turning clear. Lanterns were hanging from them, and tall figures were quickly outlining themselves.
This is the City of Silver? We've already arrived at the City of Silver … This is the power of a deity … Praise Mr. Fool! A 'dal, Xin, and company followed closely to observe their surroundings.
They subconsciously had a good impression of the City of Silver. This was because God's missionary, the revered His Excellency Gehrman Sparrow, had once mentioned that the first place he arrived at after entering this cursed and forsaken land was the City of Silver.
This was the beginning of the spread of the light of God in the eternal darkness, the beginning of all hope.
The figures quickly appeared. Most of them were more than two meters tall. Their facial features and bodies were normal without any deformities. They were sizing up the residents of Moon City with curious and wary gazes.
Their oppressive height and enviable normalcy made Xin, Rus, and company nervous. They felt inferior and uneasy.
However, as they swept their gazes, they saw many residents of the City of Silver nibbling on the yellowed mushrooms. From time to time, they would suck the steaming liquid from the white and plump mushrooms.
This familiar scene made the people of Moon City gradually relax, treating the half-giants as their own kind.
Chief of the six-member council, Waite Chirmont, nodded at Moon City's leader, the High Priest named Nim.
"Are you ready?"
His gaze was calm and natural. He didn't look down on most people in Moon City because of their "terrifying" looks.
Nim was worried that an accident would happen.
He immediately replied, "We're ready."
Waite Chirmont then cast his gaze at the residents of the City of Silver.
"Finish your meals in three minutes and begin praying."
In less than a minute, the residents of the City of Silver finished their "milk." They put away the remaining food in their hands and piously prayed to Mr. Fool.
The ancient survivors of Moon City had magically descended in front of them, giving them more confidence in leaving the Forsaken Land of the Gods. They truly believed in Mr. Fool.
A few seconds later, everyone in the City of Silver's training ground vanished.
The city fell completely silent. It wouldn't be long before polluted weeds grew, and monsters wandered the streets and houses.
In the blink of an eye, the residents of the City of Silver and Moon City arrived in front of the Giant King's palace, which was covered in the frozen glow of dusk.
This was deliberately done by Klein. He wanted to give these ancient survivors of the Forsaken Land of the Gods a "ritual" to bid farewell to the past.
While the people of Moon City were shocked by the grandeur, poetic, and mythical feeling of the Giant King's Court, most of the residents of the City of Silver subconsciously turned their heads and looked down into the distance.
Beyond the orange-red dusk was the land that was completely drowned in darkness. Occasionally, lightning streaked across the sky, revealing the silhouettes of ancient buildings, towering mountains, and mutated plants.
When the lightning struck down, darkness surged over once again, devouring everything once again.
Then, the people of the City of Silver and Moon City turned their heads and cast their gazes deep into the Giant King's palace.
There was an open door, and outside the door was a blazing golden ocean.
The people who were blinded by the sunlight immediately felt their surroundings turn blurry as the scene rapidly shattered.
The fragments rapidly reformed, turning into a dark blue ocean, the smell of fish, the sound of hammering, and the orange-red Sun that had yet to reach the horizon.
The residents of Moon City and the City of Silver looked around in shock and anticipation. They saw the lush forest that wasn't distorted at all. They saw the stone buildings that hadn't been renovated in any way. They saw Liaval and the others, as well as the road leading to the harbor and the ships docked there.
Many people's vision turned blurry, as if they were being baptized by holy light.
They could clearly sense that there was no depraved, filthy, and mysterious power here.
Most of the residents of the City of Silver and Moon City lowered their heads or knelt on the ground. They praised Mr. Fool loudly and excitedly kissed the fragrant soil.
It wasn't that the others weren't grateful to Mr. Fool, but that they were still immersed in the changes in the scene. Their bodies and minds were shocked.
When they recovered, Liaval went up to greet them. He could only see his wife and daughter.
When he got closer, he couldn't help but open his mouth in excitement and joy. He wanted to tell his wife and son everything he had seen and heard during this period of time, but he found that there were too many things he wanted to share. Like countless surging rivers, they all rushed to his throat and were blocked there.
After a few seconds, Liaval spat out a sentence.
"We, we have a new home …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the 2.5-meter-tall half-giant hurriedly reached into his pocket and stretched his hand out to his wife and daughter.
"This is the milk candy that Sir Oracle gave us. They, they all said that it's delicious …" Liaval smiled.
Lying quietly in his palm were two thumb-sized objects wrapped in thin paper. Their surfaces were wrinkled and stained with sweat.
"Milk candy …" Liaval's wife didn't quite understand this word. It was a new word formed from "milk" and "honey" in Jotun.
Their daughter was infected by her father's emotions. She boldly took the milk candy and was about to stuff it into her mouth.
"No, no, I have to peel off the outer layer." Liaval hurriedly took back the two milk candies, peeled off the wrapping paper, and handed them to his wife and daughter's mouths.
His daughter bit down and exerted force with her teeth, producing a cracking sound.
Her eyes narrowed a little, and her expression gradually became a little intoxicated.
During this process, she couldn't even bear to speak.
Upon seeing her daughter's expression, Liaval's wife also ate the milk candy.
She felt that it was a very precious item, so she didn't bite it to pieces. Instead, she used her mouth to contain it and let it melt bit by bit.
The indescribable milky fragrance and sweetness slowly spread out, causing Liaval's wife to gradually become intoxicated.
Upon seeing this, Liaval's smile became even more obvious as he said the words that had been stuck in his throat.
"Sir Oracle said that we can go to Bayam City to find work, accept commissions, and earn gold pounds. That way, we can buy more milk candy. We can also sell the unwanted Beyonder characteristics and monster leather to the Church of the Sea God …
"Sea God is Mr. Fool's subsidiary god …
"It's going to be dark soon. I'll take you to the beach to watch the sunset. It's really beautiful. I go there every day. I've been waiting for you to come so that I can take you there as well …"
…
It's finally resolved. The anchor has stabilized quite a bit … Furthermore, fulfilling the wishes of the people of the City of Silver and Moon City has allowed my Miracle Invoker potion to digest quite a bit, but it's not as much as the reappearance of Constant City. Indeed, being the God of Wishes isn't the most correct acting … Above the gray fog, Klein slowly exhaled and threw the Staff of the Stars back into the junk pile.
Following that, he would continue wandering and create miracles. From time to time, he would head to the Forsaken Land of the Gods and transform some monsters into marionettes in preparation for the subsequent rituals.
As for the next stage of acting as a Miracle Invoker, Klein planned on accumulating wishes to modify his looks and figure until he could resolve the problem of the deformities in Moon City and create another miracle.
This isn't too difficult … Many ladies and ladies have the wish of removing acne, cutting off their double eyelids, and making their noses sharper. As for me, I have a certain method to fulfill it … This way, from low to high, from simple to difficult, I'll be able to save the deformities in Moon City sooner or later … In the outside world, they will feel even more inferior … Klein muttered inwardly before he suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.
That way, I can call myself the ruler of the beauty industry, the guardian of designers and construction workers, and the Miracle Creator of long-distance travel …
…
After entering the waters without a safe sea route, Queen Mystic Bernadette seemed to lose her sense of time. If it wasn't for the accurate wall clock hanging in her captain's cabin, she definitely would've forgotten how many days she had been in this dangerous zone.
The strong winds and torrential rain made the ship fly high and move horizontally from time to time, as though it was announcing the arrival of the apocalypse.
Bernadette watched calmly and waited patiently. She didn't interfere with the Dawn's situation too much.
After an unknown period of time, the storm finally subsided.
At that moment, a black outline appeared in the distance.
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