Gone?
Complete darkness?
Faced with this sudden change, Derrick's first reaction wasn't horror. Instead, he clasped his hands and held them to his mouth.
A rather clear light emanated from his body, dispersing the surrounding darkness and illuminating every corner of the basement.
In the environment that Derrick lived in, night was the most terrifying existence. Once they left the City of Silver, they had to maintain a state of illumination at all times. Even if it was temporarily lost, the interval couldn't exceed five seconds.
When Derrick first joined the exploration team and lacked experience, he had nearly made a mistake and lost his life. Thankfully, the Chief was standing nearby.
The light slowly and continuously rippled. Derrick raised his right hand that was tightly gripping the Axe of Hurricane as he cautiously observed his surroundings.
He discovered that apart from Haim and Joshua, the two teammates who had entered the basement with him, vanishing, the large patches of blackened marks on the stone slabs and walls had turned blood-red at some point in time. It was so wet that it looked like it had just been splashed on.
This made Derrick, who was familiar with the exploration materials and had calmed down, think of a possibility. It was that the problem wasn't with Joshua or Haim, but with himself!
I only approached the altar and silently chanted those three names … Normally speaking, even angels need to have a complete and accurate honorific name to receive the "prayers" that others chanted or copied. Furthermore, it's said that there's a limit to the range … I wonder if the Kings of Angels have to do the same …
Uh, one of these three names is the key to activating the altar's hidden powers. I used Jotun that can stir nature, causing the problem to arise? No, that's not right. I have to say it out loud for it to be effective. Even if it's the true name of the Kings of Angels, there haven't been any problems in the past … Derrick was puzzled and uneasy as he turned around and returned to the side of the altar and the stone table.
He was surprised to see that the words and symbols on the stone table were much clearer and more complete than before, as though the host of the ritual had just finished carving them.
There were a total of three types of text — Jotun, Dragonese, and one that Derrick didn't recognize. However, he suspected that it was the ancient Hermes that Mr. The Hanging Man and Miss Justice spoke of. This was because he had gained a basic grasp of some of the words from his conversations with Tarot. It was rather similar to the text on the stone table.
The content expressed in Jotun and Draconic was very similar. They both repeated the three names and their corresponding titles.
Angel of Fate, Ouroboros.
Red Angel, Medici;
Dark Angel, Sasrir.
Following the title and name was a phrase that Derrick was very familiar with:
[Rose Redemption]!
Sasrir is really a King of Angels named Dark Angel. "He" and the Angel of Fate and Red Angel are the founders of Rose Redemption? I wonder what Mr. Fool knows about "Him" … "He" definitely knows a lot … Ancient Hermes should have the same meaning … In Afternoon Town, which has already converted to the faith of the Lord that created everything, there are residents who secretly worship the three Kings of Angels beside the Lord … With this in mind, Derrick suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He felt as though he had touched the edge of the truth behind why the Creator had abandoned this land.
He looked up again and saw that the walls and ground were still blood-red. Haim and Joshua were still nowhere to be seen.
It's useless to recite it again. Perhaps it wasn't of any use to begin with … Derrick drew a breath, raised the Axe of Hurricane, and carefully walked towards the basement entrance, hoping to find the root of the problem and determine which side was the problem.
One step, two steps, three steps. He was like a giant candle as he teleported back to the hall above.
The shadows here were thick, gray, and quiet. The rotting chairs and the remnants of the stone table were silently placed, no different from before.
Derrick still hadn't found Joshua and Haim. All he could do was nervously walk to the window to see if he could meet any other members of the exploration team.
Pa! Pa … Amidst light footsteps, he approached the hole that should've been in the window frame. He leaned forward and looked outside.
Countless gray buildings were spread out in a compact manner. They were either tall or short as they ascended the stairs.
The frequency of the lightning in midair was very low. Many of the windows were illuminated by candlelight, flickering in a dim yellow that didn't extinguish even after a long time.
This … Derrick couldn't help but gulp a mouthful of saliva. He had a feeling that Afternoon Town had never experienced such a drastic change, and that the residents were still living peacefully.
…
With an animal hide lantern in hand, Haim didn't need to bend his back to pass through the basement entrance.
He said to Joshua in amusement, "This house definitely belongs to humans, but their family definitely has the bloodline of giants. Their height should be about the same as mine. Tsk, back in the ruined city we went to, we had to lower our heads just to enter the door!"
The bloodline of giants didn't necessarily mean that one had the bloodline of giants. Instead, it represented the physical characteristics that were passed down to their descendants after consuming the potion of this pathway. Being tall was one of the main manifestations.
Joshua looked up at Haim and scoffed.
"That's you. I don't need it."
"But it won't take long for you to advance. When the time comes, you won't be much shorter than me," Haim said with a smile. He used the corner of his eye to watch Derrick, who was approaching the altar, to prevent any accidents from happening.
Joshua thought and said, "Actually, I'm curious.
The Chief is a Sequence 4 Demon Hunter. He should be about three to four meters tall like an ordinary giant. Why does he look normal, only half a head taller than me? "
Haim subconsciously surveyed the area.
"It's said that the Chief has a giant form."
"Giant form? Will his clothes be completely torn after he becomes a giant? "Joshua asked with a smile.
"Unless his clothes and pants are mystical items." Haim and Joshua exchanged looks and smiled.
Just as they were about to share the joke with Derrick, they realized that the youth had vanished when they turned their heads!
Derrick, who was supposed to be in front of the altar, had vanished!
Haim and Joshua's expressions instantly turned heavy. One of them raised his broad and huge sword, while the other extended his scarlet-gloved left palm.
They carefully approached the altar and carefully checked it, but they didn't find any suspicious traces.
Joshua was just about to attempt to decipher the remnant text on the stone table when Haim patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't look at it. I recall that Derrick was reading the text before he vanished.
"Let's get the Chief here."
"Mhmm." Joshua nodded.
He didn't leave in a hurry. After surveying the area again, he rubbed his thumb and middle finger and lit the remaining candle on the altar.
This would protect Derrick, preventing him from falling into true darkness!
The City of Silver's expedition team had encountered a similar encounter in the city ruins. A team member had seemingly disappeared, but in fact, he had been hidden by some sort of power. He remained in his original spot, but his teammates nearby were in a hurry to seek help. They hurriedly carried lanterns and left the area. Hence, the pitiful fellow was devoured by true darkness, never to be found again. If not for another team member falling into the same situation and being rescued on the spot, no one would've known the exact "cause" of the former's death.
The candle lit up as the dim yellow light scattered in all directions. Haim and Joshua then left and came to the alley, releasing the spirituality signal that everyone carried.
They didn't have to wait long before Colin Iliad jumped down from the top of another building and landed steadily.
"What happened?" the Demon Hunter asked in a deep voice.
The silver sword in his hand was smeared with a layer of light gray ointment.
Haim immediately gave a simple recount of what had just happened and said, "Don't worry.
Finally, he said, "We weren't able to discover the reason for Derrick's disappearance."
"Derrick …" Colin nodded thoughtfully, walked past the two of them, and walked into the corresponding house.
…
The candlelight outside was dim and warm, but Derrick felt as though he had fallen into a so-called ice cavern. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He clenched the Axe of Hurricane in his right hand and retracted his gaze from the town. He turned to walk into the basement and stood in front of the altar again.
He was basically certain that he was the one in trouble!
However, he didn't have the urge to explore this strange Afternoon Town. He didn't even dare to open the door.
Derrick wasn't too nervous, nor was he clearly flustered. This was because he didn't believe that he had encountered a serious problem.
As long as it's not a direct danger, it can't be considered serious … Derrick drew a silent breath and bowed his head slightly as he piously whispered:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;
"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog;
"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck …"
Klein, who was admiring the scenery of the ruins of the battle of the gods by the window, had no choice but to enter the bathroom again. He set up the interference items and took four steps counterclockwise to arrive above the gray fog.
He sat on the high-back chair at the end of the long bronze table and extended his right hand. He emanated his spirituality and touched the crimson star that symbolized Little Sun.
Suddenly, the prayers became abnormally clear as a corresponding scene appeared in front of Klein.
He first saw the still blurry Little Sun, and then he realized that the environment he was in was a little off!
There was an indescribable darkness flowing around Sun. In the darkness, there were eyes of different shapes silently watching him.
These eyes were densely packed and indistinct. They were dark and reserved, like uninvited spectators. However, Little Sun didn't notice them at all.
Afternoon Town is that dangerous? Klein knew very well what Sun had been up to recently.
He thought about it and intuitively felt that the darkness was extremely strange and unreal. Therefore, he gave up on using the Sea God Scepter to respond to Little Sun. Instead, he pulled him above the gray fog.
Klein released his spirituality, but he felt that the crimson star seemed to have sunk into a swamp, making it rather strenuous for him to pull Klein over.
Which King of Angels did I offend this time? With a thought, Klein made the gray fog and the mysterious space beneath him ripple and transmit it over.
After advancing to Sequence 5, without relying on the Dark Emperor card or the corresponding ritual, he could already stir the powers above the gray fog!
Silently, Klein easily pulled Klein over. Sun's figure immediately appeared on the high-back chair that belonged to him.
At the same time, Klein vaguely saw the strange darkness flowing around Little Sun's body shatter.
…
The Demon Hunter entered the basement on high alert, with Haim and Joshua following closely behind him.
They saw Derrick Berg's figure appear like a drawing in front of the dim candlelight.
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