Chapter 187 The Growth of "Novice"

In the dark, solid room, Derrick Berg, who was pretending to be unconscious, suddenly turned over and stood up.

His "Hurricane Axe" has been taken away and sent for inspection, and all the pockets of his clothes have also been emptied, leaving nothing behind.

Derrick took a breath and looked around calmly.

Suddenly, two small sun-like rays of light lit up in his eyes, allowing everything in the room to reflect into his eyes one by one.

The furnishings here are only one table and two chairs, other than that, there is a stone floor with strange patterns.

Half of used candles are placed on the table, which is a standard configuration in every room in the City of Silver, because once it is dark for a long time, monsters may suddenly appear.

Derrick didn't hesitate any longer, sat down, and reached out to pick up the half candle.

Immediately afterwards, he broke and pulled, and divided the candle into three sections, one section occupied three quarters of the original, and the two sections shared the remaining quarter.

After Derrick's adjustment, the cores of the three candles were all highlighted.

Snapped!

Rubbing his fingers together, he created a golden flame and lit the three candles.

The two top ones represent Mister Fool, and the remaining one symbolizes Derrick himself.

After finishing the preparations, Derrick didn't burn the herbal powder according to the normal procedure, but dripped the medicinal essential oil, leaned back, recited the honored name of "The Fool" in a very low voice, and quickly entered the state of meditation.

He recited it over and over again, monotonously and repeatedly, as if he was constantly hypnotizing himself.

With the help of meditation, Derrick entered a weird state where his mind was asleep and his spirituality was diverging. He was in a daze, but at the same time remained strangely awake, and his spirit kept drifting upwards, getting higher and higher.

This is exactly "artificial sleepwalking".

And Derrick, with Mister Fool's permission, can simplify some unnecessary steps.

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Above the gray mist, inside the majestic ancient palace.

The "Fool" Klein, who was playing with the "All-Black Eye", suddenly saw the crimson star symbolizing the little "sun" swell with light, condensing into a human-shaped phantom, and the power of the mysterious space was then pried a little.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because it meant that the little "sun" had completed the relatively more dangerous preliminary affairs, and only the final "finishing work" remained.

Without delay, Klein immediately put down the "All Black Eye" and picked up the "Dark Emperor" card.

His level, his personality, instantly became higher, and the forces that were pried above the gray mist surrendered one by one.

Then, he grabbed a paper figurine, flicked his wrist, and threw it out, towards the crimson star corresponding to the "sun".

The paper man merged with the power flowing like water, and quickly expanded into a huge angel with twelve pairs of twenty-four pitch-black wings.

The "angel" penetrated the crimson light and overlapped with the phantom of the little "sun".

It burned silently and turned into ashes in less than a second.

At this point, Klein has no way to affect the situation in the City of Silver anymore. As for whether his "angel substitute" can help the little "sun" pass the next inquiries and investigations, he is not absolutely sure, he can only think in his heart With a dark sigh:

"After finishing what should be done and working hard to accomplish what should be done, we can only wait for the arrangement of fate. I hope it will be a good result..."

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In a daze, Derrick saw an angel descending in front of him with an aura covering the sky, and wrapped himself layer by layer with those twelve pairs of pitch-black wings.

He woke up suddenly, with three candles burning quietly in his eyes.

After thanking Mister Fool sincerely, Derrick ended the ceremony and extinguished the two candles that only accounted for a quarter of the original.

Then, he pulled them up, creating a golden and clear flame in his palm.

Tick, tick, the two candles melted quickly, and the "tears" kept falling, either on the body of the remaining candle, or around it.

As the candle core was completely burned out, there was only one candle left on the table. It was a little shorter than before, but it was not very obvious. It seemed that it had only been burning for a long time.

After dealing with the remaining traces, Derrick extinguished the last dim candle.

He sat upright in silence, staring blankly ahead, without any movement for a long time.

He was worried that the "six-member council" would not respond quickly enough, allowing the members of the exploration team to contaminate more residents of the City of Silver with "mushrooms" and "Dumu fruit";

He was afraid that the "Chief" and the others would find other clues in other places and make his preparations fail;

He hated those "outsiders" who hid in the dark depths and always carried strong malice, including Amon, including the "Fallen Creator";

He felt guilty that he avoided this exploration, but didn't remind Dark and them, turning them into tainted monsters;

He suffered from the pain of getting rid of a classmate who could be called a friend.

——Although Derrick didn't see Dak's final end, he believed that the opponent who had mutated into that form was already tantamount to death.

Amidst the complicated and chaotic emotions, Derrick didn't know how long he waited, and relit the candle midway.

Finally, he heard the sound of the seal being lifted and the door being opened.

Turning his head and looking, with the help of the dim candlelight, he saw a woman in a black dress with long braids and a waistcoat coming in.

"Ms. Avro." Derrick subconsciously called out.

Afro has a handsome appearance, but there are some wrinkles around her eyes. She nodded with a smile, responded to Derrick, and then walked briskly to sit across from her.

"Is there anything you want to say?" she asked softly.

Derrick instinctively raised his head, looked over, and suddenly found that the other party's eyes turned into pale golden vertical pupils at some point.

His mind was in a trance for a moment, and Derrick seemed to have entered a state of sleepwalking.

Ai Fuluo adjusted the candlelight, so that the dim yellow color was completely reflected on the face of the boy opposite.

Her pale golden vertical pupils became more and more indifferent, like a spectator without emotion.

Suddenly, circles of faint brilliance appeared in the pale golden vertical pupils, seeming to form a vortex and build a maze.

In a daze, Derrick felt that he was floating, and he was in the infinite darkness and countless bright colors.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up, only to feel that the sleepwalking state was subtly taken over by something.

He saw the inexplicably flickering dim yellow candlelight, and saw Avro sitting across from him with pale golden eyes standing erect.

From the shadows in the corner, the gray-haired "chief" elder Colin Iliad stepped out.

After nodding to "Chief", Avro gently asked Derrick:

"What have you been doing during this time?"

Derrick kept the teaching in mind and maintained the state just now:

"I don't know, I've been in a daze, like a dream, only occasionally awake..."

While he was answering, two dark green complex symbols stood out in the eyes of "Demon Hunter" Colin.

Efro continued to ask:

"Do you know that you had a conflict with Dak Riggins?"

"I just remember fighting him...I think I saw a man hanging upside down from a cross, a man in a bonnet and crystal glasses, yes, I saw him in the dungeon...he Some people speak, smile and speak..." Derrick told a story that he had made up for a long time.

Ai Fuluo glanced at the "Chief", and asked:

"What did he say?"

"I can't remember clearly, I can only recall a little... He smiled and said, Fallen Creator, True Creator... Shepherd..." Derrick almost couldn't control the excitement in his heart.

He took such a big risk just to tell the "Chief" that the name "Fallen Creator" and the "Shepherd" were suspected!

"The Fallen Creator... the real Creator... fits well with the murals at the bottom of the temple." Colin nodded lightly, frowned and whispered, "The Shepherd..."

"What about after that?" Afro's voice was unusually gentle.

Derrick replied in a "confused" way:

"Then they collided and there was a lot of light, so bright, I woke up and coughed..."

The dark green symbol in Colin's eyes has not faded, indicating to Afro to ask some details.

Derrick answered selectively. Those that had been considered for a long time were told according to the script, and those outside the scope were pushed to Amon, saying that he could not remember.

Finally, Avro asked:

"Where did your ax come from? Where did your 'sun' pathway potion formula come from?"

"I bought the ax from an underground trading market. The man covered his face, so he could only tell that his gender was male... The potion formula of the 'sun' pathway was left to me by my parents, and I found it during an exploration... "Derrick said without any guilt.

These are the doubts that have always existed. When "The Hanged Man" guessed the questions, he thought that they would inevitably appear, so he asked Derrick to rehearse how to answer them repeatedly.

——Although the underground trading market in the City of Silver is semi-public, there are also people who try to conceal their identities for various reasons, which provides the best explanation for Derrick.

After listening carefully, Avro turned her head to "Demon Hunter" Colin and said:

"He didn't lie, it's impossible to lie, I have the power of the 'Crown of Glory'."

Colin nodded and said:

"In this state, he didn't show signs of evil, depravity, or pollution."

Discovering these things is the special ability of the "demon hunter".

As a high-sequence occupation, the strongest point of "Demon Hunter" is that it can cover up its own actions and intentions, so that targets who can foresee danger cannot be detected.

Therefore, every "demon hunter" is the nemesis of "demons".

After thinking for a while, Colin got up and left the room, and said to the shadow in the corner outside:

"Let Derrick go later, I think he's fine for the time being.

"But with a period of surveillance in secret, if Amon can make two clones, it is possible to make a third."

"Yes, Chief Excellency." The shadow responded respectfully.

When Derrick "woke up", there was no one in the interrogation room, leaving only the words that he was free to leave.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and walked outside, thinking about Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s advice:

"You can't just relax and be careless. The secret observation will definitely continue for a while, otherwise your 'chief' will be unqualified!"

Well, I can't recite Mister Fool's honorable name recently... Derrick walked down the winding stairs while talking to himself silently.

As he walked, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, it was the gorgeous and generous "Shepherd" Elder Lovia in a black robe with purple patterns.

Lovia's pale gray eyes swept across Derrick, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

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Back in her own room, Lovia walked to the desk with an indifferent expression, and spread out a piece of paper made of leather.

She pinched the index finger of her right hand with her left palm and snapped it off, but the blood didn't drip at all, it seemed that it was all absorbed on the surface.

Holding the severed finger, Lovia drew a complex symbol on the paper, which was composed of half of the "eye without pupil" symbolizing concealment and half of the "twisted line" symbolizing change.

After examining it carefully, Lovia wrapped the severed finger with this piece of paper, stuffed it into her mouth, bit it loudly, and then swallowed it all.

On her right palm with only four fingers left, flesh and blood squirmed at the wound, and quickly grew into a new index finger, a slightly pale index finger.

Lovia lowered her head, looked at her palm, and whispered a word:

"Fool?"