"So this was what night in the God War Ruins looked like..."
As the sky abruptly turned pitch-black, Sno sat at the bow of the Black Pearl, his fingers lightly dancing across the keys as he played an ethereal nocturne amid endless piercing whispers.
Although they had passed through that sea shrouded in golden light and filled with sighs, Sno had not touched the corpse. Or rather, he was not yet qualified to touch it.
The incomplete remains of the Ancient Sun God—even having lost the Blasphemy Slate and the Beyonder Characteristics—were still the flesh and blood of a quasi-Great Old One. Without reaching the Angel level, Sno did not dare approach it, even with Origin Quality protecting him.
His visit to these Ruins of the Divine War was, just as he had said at The Tarot Club, to travel to the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
However, it was not to gather intelligence.
It was to retrieve something—
Something that could not... or rather, could hardly pass through the Sacrifice Gate.
The journey would be long and tedious. Setting aside the trip to the Forsaken Land of the Gods, merely traveling back and forth through the Ruins of the Divine War was expected to take more than two months.
Sno naturally could not let that time go to waste. Playing the role of Karl Dragon—or rather, resisting Karl Dragon's side effects—was the "homework" he had assigned himself.
And his method of acting was to stay awake at night.
Elsewhere, that might have sounded like a joke, but amid these illusory ruins saturated with the Evernight Goddess's divine power, it was an exceptionally dangerous undertaking.
In this night containing mysterious dreams, anyone who stayed awake could vanish at any moment.
Yet Sno was using that pressure in reverse, because Karl