Above the gray fog, in the palace that was propped up by stone pillars.
Sun quickly reported his encounter to Mr. Fool.
Dark Angel Sasrir … The names and titles of these Kings of Angels seem to have been drowned in the long river of history. Almost no one knows of them. If it wasn't for Little Sun and company's discovery in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, and if it wasn't for directly encountering an ancient evil spirit that's suspected to be the Red Angel's true form, I wouldn't even know of a King of Angels. At most, I would've heard of the Amon family, but I wouldn't have been able to venture deep into the Blasphemers … Where is this Dark Angel now? Is he still alive? Is "He" still one of the top members of Rose Redemption? Klein felt wistful.
Afraid that Little Sun would ask all sorts of questions regarding this matter that he couldn't answer, Klein instantly stopped thinking and leisurely leaned back in his chair.
"Your predicament has been resolved. Your companions are about to arrive."
As he spoke, he didn't give Little Sun a chance to speak and directly cut off the connection.
As for how to explain Little Sun's abnormality if it was discovered, Klein couldn't be bothered to remind him to fabricate a reason.
Isn't it normal for something strange to appear after it disappears, accompanied by all sorts of strange situations?
At that moment, Derrick was very grateful that Mr. Fool didn't question him further. This was because he was afraid that after leaving that different Afternoon Town, he would be exposed to the fatal darkness or be targeted by hidden monsters. Therefore, he was eager to grasp the current situation of his body as soon as possible so that he could make the most effective response. However, if Mr. Fool really raised a question, he would also seriously and patiently describe the corresponding situation.
When his consciousness returned to his body, Derrick's senses rapidly recovered.
He opened his eyes and saw a candle that was about to burn to the bottom. The wick was holding a small flame that was swaying in the wind.
Then, he realized that the Chief was standing beside him at some point in time. The tall Haim and the red-gloved Joshua were two steps behind him with a wary look.
How long have they been looking at me like this … Although Derrick had already thought of a reason above the gray fog, he still felt a little guilty and nervous.
Colin Farrow's heavily wrinkled face was expressionless as he looked at Derrick Berg and asked in his usual voice,
"What happened to you just now?"
Derrick didn't immediately answer, as that would make it seem like he had already prepared an excuse. Following the trick taught by The Hanged Man, he deliberately paused for a few seconds, recalling and describing at the same time, he said,
"After entering the basement, I saw an altar. I suspected that it was an altar and attempted to decipher the remnant words and symbols on it. I recognized three names, and one of them was Angel of Fate Ouroboros … At this moment, the lantern's light extinguished. When I turned back to look, Haim and Joshua had vanished. I created a light source and walked out of the basement to investigate. I discovered that it was the same outside — it was still Afternoon Town, but many of the houses still had candles lit. It was as though … as though humans were still living there.
"I didn't dare to leave the house, so I returned to the basement and tried to do what I did before. Err, Chief, the words on the altar in Afternoon Town were very complete. There were three languages: Jotun, Draconic, and I didn't recognize the last one, but the meaning of the first two languages was the same. It was the titles and names of the three angels, and 'Rose Redemption' …
"Later, I found myself back here."
What he said was the truth, and it was even very complete. He only hid the details of how he returned.
Derrick didn't have any extravagant hopes that he could hide it from the Chief. He planned on being vague when the Chief pressed him, blaming it on an anomaly he didn't understand.
This would definitely make the Chief suspicious, but Mr. The Hanging Man and Miss Justice of the Spectator pathway said that he wouldn't ask about such matters. My abnormal behavior would instead make him think more highly of me, treating me as a pawn to balance Elder Lovia … The World outside is really complicated. I've only recently been able to truly understand their train of thought … Derrick couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
In such a harsh environment, the City of Silver would be in more danger with every bit of strength they lost. In the past, such incidents rarely happened. Even if there were, they were mostly concentrated within the six-member council. The first thing the other Beyonders learned from their patrols and adventures was cooperation.
Colin nodded slightly and walked to the altar. He repeated all the attempts that Derrick had described, but he didn't vanish into thin air. He remained standing in his spot.
"From the looks of it, the remnant power has already completed its mission," the Demon Hunter muttered to himself.
There's no need for me to fabricate a reason … Derrick thought in shame.
Colin thought for a moment and turned to look at Derrick.
"What are the titles of Medici and Sasrir?"
"Red Angel and Dark Angel." Derrick didn't hide the truth.
Colin nodded gently as though he was in thought.
"In a small number of books, there's mention of the Red Angel, but there's no specific name. As for Dark Angel Sasrir, he has completely disappeared in the long history."
Derrick was just about to take the opportunity to ask about the remaining Kings of Angels when he suddenly saw the candlelight at the basement's entrance dim, as though a shadow was surging in from outside.
"Let's leave this place first," Demon Hunter Colin also sensed something and said cautiously.
With Axe of Hurricane in hand, Derrick immediately approached Haim and Joshua, hoping to form a combat formation with them.
However, just as he took a step forward, he discovered that Haim had retreated two meters to the side. Joshua had raised his scarlet-gloved left palm. Both of them wore unconcealable wariness as their eyes sized him up.
Derrick knew that their reactions were very normal. This was because exploration-related courses had the corresponding teachings: Observe more and avoid contact with companions who have just escaped a strange situation!
And I still have no way of explaining how I escaped that strange Afternoon Town … Derrick opened his mouth to explain, but he silently shut it.
He was ashamed and aggrieved as he tightly pursed his lips. With Axe of Hurricane in hand, he turned around and followed the Chief out of the basement.
The quartet quickly came to the door and prepared to leave, but they were surprised to see that the grayish Afternoon Town outside seemed to darken a little.
Almost instantaneously, candlelight after candlelight shone out from different windows in different houses. The dim yellow light was either separated or connected. It was quiet and silent.
…
Klein didn't stay above the gray fog for too long as he quickly returned to the washroom and put away the corresponding items.
I hope nothing happens to Little Sun. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to frequently enter and exit the washroom. Those in the know would know that it's a secret, but those who don't might think that German Sparrow has a prostate problem. This is ruining his persona!
Although I've completely digested the Faceless potion, Nimblewright Master Rosago also advanced one Sequence at a time. The Beyonder characteristic he left behind definitely contains a portion of the Faceless potion … Using this Beyonder characteristic as the main ingredient is equivalent to me drinking an extra bottle of Faceless, a bottle of Magicians, a bottle of Clown, a bottle of Seer, or even more …
Sigh, I should try my best to abide by the rules I previously summarized so as to digest the excess ingredients. Klein made some water and washed his face before walking out of the washroom.
Just as he was wondering if it was dinner time and was about to take out his golden pocket watch to take a look, his vision suddenly darkened. He couldn't even see his fingers.
It's night again … The intervals are very irregular … If I were to encounter a monster and both parties are engaged in an intense battle, what would I do when the sky turns dark? Monsters are also living beings, so they should sleep as well. Otherwise, there's a high chance that they'll disappear into the night … Heh heh, both parties would lie down while fighting, sleep, and then continue after waking up … Isn't this an indescribable story from the neck down? After successfully advancing, Klein, who was in a relatively relaxed mood, lampooned and quickly walked to his bed.
Just as he lay down, he suddenly thought of a problem.
The night here is very dangerous. If living beings don't sleep, they'll disappear completely.
The darkness in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, including the City of Silver, is also very dangerous. If humans don't have light to dispel the darkness, they might disappear completely after five seconds.
"It's very similar … Is there a connection?"
Klein shook his head and entered a dream with the help of Cogitation.
In the dream, just as he woke up, he realized that his location had changed again!
The last time he left the dream, he was on the boulder where Admiral of Stars Cattleya was hugging her knees. Now, he was at the foot of a staircase.
The light of dusk shone through the stained glass high above, making the black staircase that spiraled downwards that was covered with relief sculptures appear extremely gorgeous.
Klein instinctively looked to his side and indeed, he saw Queen Mystic standing at the staircase that led to the upper level.
This chestnut-haired lady was no longer wearing the dress that had a slit at the bottom. She was wearing a white shirt with lace and ribbons, paired with a simple dark blue coat. She was still wearing beige trousers and black leather boots. However, Klein believed that Queen Mystic's trousers and leather boots could be found in a row, a wardrobe, or even a room.
"What's the matter?" Klein rushed to ask.
Queen Mystic stroked the staircase with her right hand as she slowly walked down.
"Confidence is sometimes a flaw.
"I trusted that copper whistle and that paper crane too much. Perhaps one day, great danger will befall me because of this."
Klein felt a little uneasy, but he didn't show it.
"I don't understand what you mean."
"Confidence is sometimes a flaw." Queen Mystic repeated. "Cattleya trusted the Sealed Artifact she gave Heath Doyle too much. If I hadn't boarded the ship, Nina would've died. Frank Lee would've died. She would've died as well. There's only a chance of survival."
"That Sealed Artifact actually can't isolate the ravings that fill these waters? That's why Heath Doyle mutated? "Klein acutely understood the hidden meaning behind Queen Mystic's words.
Queen Mystic nodded.
"Under normal circumstances, it can, but do you know who the ravings that fill these waters come from?"
Without waiting for Klein's reply, she gave her answer.
"The True Creator."
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