"Fallen Creator"? Derrick immediately furrowed his brows.
The residents of the City of Silver had always believed in the Lord that created everything, the omnipotent and omniscient God. When they heard the word "fallen," they couldn't help but instinctively feel repulsed and uncomfortable.
The Fallen Creator … This is what Mr. Fool calls the True Creator … So this evil god has such an image … But why would his statue and temple appear in the area explored by the City of Silver? It's suspected to be the Forsaken Land of the Gods! Or could it be said that before it was abandoned by the gods, there was already a belief in the True Creator … Could the holy sanctuary that the Aurora Order has always claimed really be in the Forsaken Land of the Gods? The Hanging Man Alger thought of many things, but he was unable to make an accurate judgment. This was because the history before the Cataclysm had long developed into myths and legends. This couldn't be described as simply shrouded in fog.
He pondered for two seconds and deliberately said,
"We also have another name for the Fallen Creator, the True Creator."
"The faction that believes in 'Him' holds the Beyonder pathways of Secrets Suppliant, Listener, and Hermit Ascetic. Subsequently, there's the Shepherd you mentioned."
"Shepherd?" The silent Sun suddenly sat up straight, his eyes filled with horror.
He wasn't unfamiliar with the Beyonder pathways mentioned by The Hanging Man. However, in certain Sequences, the City of Silver used similar words, such as Whisperer and Listener.
So that strange and sinister statue represents the Secrets Suppliant pathway … Elder Lovia is already a Shepherd … She's acting more and more strangely … Derrick suddenly worried about the newly promoted Elder of the six-member council and the safety of the City of Silver.
In the past, when exploring the surrounding areas, the City of Silver had discovered a few cities that had been completely destroyed. In those places, there were only a few words engraved on the back of the rubble that proved that such a civilization had once existed.
Those words were variants of Dragonese, Jotun, and Elvish. Most of them repeatedly described an existence.
That existence was called:
Evil God!
The residents of the City of Silver who had participated in the operation were guessing that those cities had been destroyed by evil gods. Therefore, how could Sun Derrick not be shocked, worried, and terrified after discovering that the pathway Elder Lovia was in was suspected to be controlled by an evil god?
He returned to his silent state, leaving Audrey, who had been waiting to hear more stories about the City of Silver, rather disappointed.
After so many gatherings and the purchase of information on the dragons, her interest in the City of Silver had intensified.
His reaction is a little different from what I imagined … The Hanging Man Alger observed calmly for a while, but he didn't gain anything.
For a moment, he couldn't find a better starting point. And if he were to ask directly, he suspected that Sun would ask for payment. This wasn't a simple matter for him, who was burdened with the debt of two Beyonder ingredients.
At this moment, they heard the sound of the table being gently knocked.
In the thick gray fog, Klein concealed his fatigue and chuckled.
"Let's end this gathering here."
"Your will is our will." Audrey immediately stood up, lifted her skirt, and bowed. The Hanging Man, Sun, and World answered in similar terms.
Klein waved his hand and severed the connection. He quietly watched the blurry figures of Miss Justice and the others turn into light and dissipate.
Following that, he made his smurf, World, disappear instantly while he picked up the small badge he had obtained from Lanevus to study it.
"You can join by possessing this item." Klein recited the words behind the badge, but he realized that the item in his hand didn't change at all.
He thought for a moment and carefully injected his spirituality into it.
A faint glow bloomed and quickly condensed into a beam of light that shot out of the gray fog.
However, it was rebounded by the boundless gray fog.
The light suddenly dispersed, turning into an illusory parchment the size of a palm. On it was written a line in ancient Feysac:
"4 January 1350, 8 PM, Babur Valley."
A simple communication device in the field of mysticism? Send a message and request for synchronization to obtain the latest gathering time and location? Klein recalled the scene he had just seen and made a preliminary judgment of the use of the badge.
1350, which is next year … Babur Valley is located in the area before the Tussock River enters Baekeland … The time is very detailed, but the location is very vague. It's a valley that's nearly a hundred kilometers long … Perhaps, when I get there, this badge can be used as a positioning tool … Klein flipped the badge in his hand with great interest, wanting to study the corresponding symbols, incantations, and labels to see if he could replicate one himself.
Unfortunately, as he had left the Nighthawks, his mysticism knowledge was still at its original level. He hadn't obtained the opportunity to further study it.
Therefore, after studying it for a few minutes, he could only give up.
As for the phrase "you can join by possessing this item," Klein didn't plan on considering it for the time being.
If I can become a Faceless before the end of the year, then I can disguise myself and take a look. Otherwise, forget it … Klein silently muttered to himself and turned his attention to advancing to Magicians.
The true roots and sap of the Mist Treant in Sun should be stable … If my luck isn't too bad, I can also obtain the spinal fluid of a Dark Patterned Black Panther this week. Sequence 7, Mid-Sequence. I can already see and touch it … Hmm … How should I act as a Magician? As he thought about it, Klein began to consider the specific problem.
Due to the encounters and experiences before and after his resurrection, he immediately understood the true meaning of Clown. Therefore, in the past month or so, he only needed to act in his daily life to gradually digest it. There was no need for him to summarize it and make adjustments based on the feedback. When he killed Lanevus and completed his initial revenge, the moment he smiled with tears in his eyes, the Clown potion would naturally be completely digested.
This was different from the specific process when Klein first digested the Seer potion. It could be considered a rather special situation. And now, his acting as a Magician would return to that of the past.
The true meaning of Magicians is to pass off the spurious as the genuine? Yes, according to what Zaratul said in the Emperor's diary, although the mainstream of this pathway isn't fate, there's still a portion that belongs to it. So, there has to be corresponding content here? For example, it seems like I can change fate to a certain extent, but in the end, I realize that it's just an illusion, a magic trick, a deception? Klein rubbed his temples, wrapped his remaining spirituality around himself, and fell into the gray fog.
…
St. George Borough, in a two-bedroom house.
Thankfully, I prepared an additional place like this. Otherwise, I wouldn't know where to hide. Fors stared at the mirror and brushed her hair.
"That's right …" Xio replied weakly as she lay in bed.
"I just read in the newspaper that Lanevus is dead. However, this matter involves godhood, so it definitely won't end so quickly. We still have to hide for a while. Uh, no, you're the one hiding, not me. I'm an upright clinic doctor, a best-selling author!" Fors looked at the mirror and put on some simple makeup.
Xio was momentarily at a loss for words as she slowly sat up and said, "Thankfully, I'm smart enough and have rich experience.
Thankfully, I'm smart enough and have rich experience. When I got someone to report it, I didn't directly mention that it involved the True Creator's godhood. I only described it as dangerous, with the huge changes in the target, as though I was praying to an evil god, and so on. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare stay in Backlund. It's tough and dangerous to be embroiled in a high-level struggle. I don't want to take on Miss Audrey's missions anymore!
"Is that so?" Fors asked without turning her head.
"Uh …" Xio was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Actually, there's no need for us to mention the godhood. Since Miss Audrey can find out about it, the Church of the Goddess will definitely be able to as well … They should've already killed that giant, right?"
"I can't be sure," Fors answered bluntly.
Xio was taken aback as she let out a long, slow sigh.
Fors stopped what she was doing and turned to look at her.
"You basically completed the mission yourself, so I won't be sharing the bounty with you. It's a total of 200 pounds. Together with your savings of 70 pounds, even after deducting the commission, the first Beyonder ingredient of the Sheriff potion is very close!"
"But the police won't be able to get the 100 pounds that quickly." Xio pursed her lips.
This wasn't to say that the police weren't willing to offer a bounty, but that she couldn't get it directly. She had to go through the friend who had helped her submit the clues — that was the official recipient of the bounty.
As she believed that this matter would definitely blow up, she didn't have the guts to look for her friend for the time being.
As for whether or not her friend would swallow the bounty, she was still rather confident. She had helped too many shady bounty hunters in the past. A commission was a commission, but if she dared to swallow the bounty herself, she would've long died in some dark alley.
"But it will ultimately belong to you." Fors paused for two seconds and asked seriously, "When you have enough money, will you contact the masked man and help him buy the corresponding ingredients from him?"
"No, unless it's impossible to get anywhere else. There's no hope." Xio gave her answer.
…
Empress Borough, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa.
Audrey was still reminiscing about today's gathering when she suddenly saw her personal maid, Annie, come over with a piece of paper.
"Miss, your telegram," Annie said with a smile. "It's from the east coast of Balam."
Alfred's? Audrey happily took it and read it seriously.
"Dear sister, the Rainbow Salamander you wanted arrived at Pritz Harbor last night. My instructions to them were to deliver it to your manor in the suburbs."
Arrived last night? Then it should be delivered to my manor as early as today or tomorrow at the latest … Audrey turned her head to look at Susie, who was struggling with the snacks.
She smiled faintly and said, "Susie, the gift I prepared for you is almost here."
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