Chapter 80 Derrick's Worries

"Fallen Creator"? Derrick "The Sun" frowned immediately.

Residents of the City of Silver have always believed in "the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God". When they heard a similar name being dubbed the word "Degenerate", they would inevitably have instinctive rejection and discomfort.

"Fallen Creator"... This is Mister Fool's name for the "True Creator"... It turns out that this evil god still has this image... But why do his statues and temples appear within the scope of the City of Silver? It seems to be a land abandoned by the gods! In other words, before being abandoned by the gods, there was already a belief in the "true creator"... Is the sanctuary that the Aurora Society has always claimed is really in the land abandoned by the gods? "The Hanged Man" Alger thought of a lot of things at once, but he couldn't make a definite judgment, because the history before the cataclysm had long been transformed into myths and legends, which cannot be simply described as being shrouded in fog.

He pondered for two seconds and said deliberately:

"We have another name for the 'Fallen Creator', the 'True Creator'."

"The forces that believe in Him hold such an extraordinary path as 'Secret Prayer', 'Listener', and 'Hermit', followed by the 'Shepherd' you mentioned."

"shepherd"? The silent "Sun" Derrick suddenly sat upright, his eyes filled with horror.

He is no stranger to the extraordinary path mentioned by "The Hanged Man", but in certain sequences, the City of Silver uses similar words, such as "whisperer" and "listener".

It turns out that the weird and evil statue represents the "Secret Prayer" path... Elder Lovia is already a "shepherd"... She is acting more and more wrong... Derrick suddenly worried about the six-member council. A newly promoted elder, worried about the safety of the City of Silver.

In previous explorations of the surrounding areas, the City of Silver discovered several cities that were completely destroyed. In those places, only a few words engraved on the back of the rubble proved that such a civilization once existed.

Those words are all variants of dragon language, giant language, and elf language, and most of them are repeating descriptions of an existence.

That existence is called:

"Evil God"!

Residents of the City of Silver who participated in the operation were guessing that those city-states were destroyed by evil gods. Therefore, after discovering that the path where Elder Lovia was located was suspected to be controlled by an evil god, how could "Sun" Derrick not be shocked? Worried, not panicked?

He returned to his taciturn state, disappointing Audrey the Justice who had been waiting to hear more stories about the City of Silver.

——After so many gatherings, and after purchasing information about the giant dragon family last time, her interest in the City of Silver is getting stronger and stronger.

His reaction was a bit different from what I had imagined... "The Hanged Man" Alger observed calmly for a while, but got nothing extra.

For a while, he couldn't find a better starting point for the topic, and if he asked directly, he doubted that "The Sun" would ask for payment, which was not easy for him who was burdened with the debt of two extraordinary materials matter.

At this moment, they heard the sound of the table being tapped lightly at the same time.

Klein concealed his exhaustion in the thick gray fog, and said with a soft smile:

"That's the end of this party."

"Your will is our will." Audrey "Justice" got up immediately, raised her skirt slightly, and saluted. "The Hanged Man", "Sun" and "World" answered in similar words one after another.

Klein waved his hand, cut off the connection, and quietly watched the vague figures of Miss Justice and the others disappear.

Then, he made the trumpet "world" disappear in an instant, and he picked up the small badge that he got from Lanerus to study.

"If you hold this item, you can join." Klein recited the words behind the badge, but found that the item in his hand hadn't changed.

He thought for a while, and carefully poured spirituality into it.

A layer of faint light bloomed, quickly condensed into a light beam, and shot out of the gray mist.

However, it was bounced back by the boundless gray fog.

The speed of light suddenly spread out, turning into a illusory parchment the size of a palm, on which was written a line of ancient Fusac language:

"Eight o'clock in the evening, January 4, 1350, Babur Valley."

A simple communication device in the occult field? Send a message, request a sync, get the latest meetup times and locations? Klein recalled the picture he saw just now, and had a preliminary judgment on the role of the badge.

"In 1350, that is, next year... The Babur River Valley is located in the area before the Tasok River enters Backlund... The time is very detailed, but the location is very vague. It is a valley of nearly 100 kilometers... Maybe, when we get there, This badge can also be used as a positioning tool..." Klein turned over the badge in his hand with great interest, trying to study the corresponding symbols, spells, and logos, and see if he could imitate one himself.

It's a pity that since he left the Nighthawks team, his mystic knowledge is still at the original level, and he hasn't had the opportunity to learn further.

So, after studying for a few minutes, he had no choice but to give up.

As for the phrase "hold this item, you can join" itself, Klein's plan is not to think about it for the time being.

If I can become a "Faceless Man" before the end of this year, then I can pretend to go and see, otherwise forget it... Klein silently said something to himself, and turned his attention to the matter of being promoted to "Magician".

The real root and juice of the Misty Treants in the "Sun" should be safe... If luck is not too bad, you can also get the spinal fluid of the evil-striped black panther this week. Sequence 7, middle sequence, already visible, touch Got it... um... how should the "magician" be played? After thinking about it, Klein began to think about specific issues.

Because of the encounters and experiences before and after his death and resurrection, he suddenly understood the true meaning of "clown". Therefore, for more than a month, he only needs to continue to act in his daily life, and he can gradually digest it, and there is no need to summarize it separately. Then according to the feedback correction, when Lan Wusi was killed, the preliminary revenge was completed, and the "Joker" potion was naturally completely digested at the moment when there were tears in his smile.

This is not the same as Klein's specific process of digesting the "Seer" potion in the first place. It is a relatively special situation. Now, the role of "Magician" will return to the previous one.

"The true meaning of a magician is to confuse the fake with the real? Well, according to what Zaratul said in the Emperor's Diary, although the mainstream of this path is not fate, after all, part of it still belongs to it, so here, there must be corresponding content? For example , seems to be able to change fate to a certain extent, but in the end it was discovered that it was just an illusion, just magic, just deception?" Klein rubbed his forehead, wrapped himself with the remaining spirituality, and fell into the gray mist.

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Inside a two-bedroom house in St. George's district.

"It's a good thing I prepared such an extra place, otherwise I wouldn't know where to hide." Forsi stared at the mirror and brushed her hair.

"Yes..." Xio lied on the bed and replied weakly.

"I just read in the newspaper that Lanerus is dead. However, this matter involves divinity, and it must not end so soon. We have to hide for a while. Uh, no, it's you who want to hide, not me. I am an upright clinic doctor and a best-selling author!" Fors looked in the mirror and did simple makeup.

Xio had no words to respond for a while, and slowly sat up and said:

"Fortunately, I'm smart enough and have a lot of experience. When I asked someone to report, I didn't directly mention the divinity of the 'true creator'. I only described it as dangerous. The goal changed a lot. I felt like praying to evil gods, etc. Wait, otherwise, I don't dare to stay in Backlund anymore, getting involved in high-level struggles is really hard and dangerous, and I don't want to take Miss Audrey's mission anymore!"

"Really?" Forsi asked without turning her head.

"Uh..." Xio remained silent for a few seconds, then said, "Actually, we don't need to worry about spiritual things. Since Miss Audrey can find out, the Church of the Goddess can definitely... They should have killed Is that 'giant'?"

"I have no way of confirming it." Forsi replied not at all tactful.

Xio was startled, and then heaved a long and slow sigh.

Fors stopped what she was doing, glanced sideways at her and said:

"This mission is basically done by yourself, so I won't share the bounty with you. It's 200 pounds in total, plus your savings of 70 pounds. Even if the commission is deducted, the first prize of the 'Magistrate' potion A Beyonder material is also very close!"

"However, the police didn't get the 100 pounds so quickly." Xio pursed his lips.

This is not to say that the police are not happy to offer a reward, but that she can't get it directly, she has to go through the friend who helped her submit the clues - that is the officially recognized bounty recipient.

Since she believed that this matter must have caused a lot of trouble, she didn't have the courage to go to that friend in a short time.

As for whether that friend will swallow the generous bounty, she is quite confident. The other party has done similar things for too many shady bounty hunters. I don't know which dark and narrow alley he died in.

"But it will belong to you in the end." Fors paused for two seconds, then asked earnestly, "When you have collected enough money, will you contact that masked man, help him with things, and buy the corresponding materials from him?"

"No, unless you can't get it anywhere else, there is no hope." Xio gave his own answer.

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Queens, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa.

Audrey was still reminiscing about today's party when she suddenly saw Annie, the personal maid, coming over with a piece of paper.

"Miss, your telegram." Annie said with a smile, "from the east coast of Balam."

Alfred's? Audrey took it happily and read carefully:

"Dear sister, the colorful lizard dragon you wanted arrived in Pritz Harbor last night. My order to them is to deliver it to your manor in the suburbs."

Arrived last night? It should be delivered to my manor today at the earliest, tomorrow at the latest... Audrey looked sideways at Susie who was struggling with the snacks, and said with a faint smile:

"Susie, the gift I prepared for you is coming soon."

"Woof?" Susie looked at the hostess in confusion.