A meeting in the darkness

Descending the steps, the City of Silver exploration team arrived at a platform. The platform faced a magnificent Palace bathed in the Twilight light, with staircases and bridges connecting various parts of the palace on both sides and behind it.

"Chief, which way should we go?"

A Sequence 6 Warrior named Joshua asked the question.

Colin silently looked around.

Looking down from above, the City of Silver team is currently located roughly at the rear of the Royal City... after all, they entered through the tunnel at the back.

According to the little boy Jack's description, their Pilgrim Fleet crossed the dark Ocean and eventually reached the edge of the Royal City on the seaward side. After passing through a gate in the Royal City, they were able to enter the Forsaken Land of the Gods.

Therefore, the Royal City must have had a gateway to the Ocean...

Colin Iliad's gaze searched through the complex, layered buildings, quickly settling on the largest and tallest structure. According to legend, that should be the residence of the former Giant King, the master of this Divine Kingdom.

Then, the Giant King was defeated and fell by the returning Creator, and the Royal Court became the property of the Great Lord... But even so, that magnificent Tower should still be the most important building.

"Let's head towards that tower first."

Colin said calmly, "That's the highest point; we can pinpoint the location of the coastline there."

To get there, as the crow flies, they need to pass through the enormous Palace before them. The Palace's interior is utterly dark; the magnificent light of the Twilight cannot penetrate it, making it impossible to see anything inside. "Chief, shall we pass through that Palace?"

"Um."

Colin said calmly, "Prepare torches and animal hide lamps; proceed as usual."

The Forsaken Land of the Gods is shrouded in darkness year-round. Once people are trapped in a lightless environment, they will encounter all sorts of terrible Catastrophe, either disappearing suddenly or being attacked by Degeneration Monster that appear out of nowhere. But in this Royal City illuminated by the glow of Twilight, they do not have to worry about the darkness and can explore in peace.

However, since there was an unsettling darkness within the Palace, they decided to repeat the process they had outside, just to be on the safe side.

So everyone lit their lanterns, Derrick even used his power to let a clear, pure light envelop everyone.

They stepped into the Palace, their footsteps echoing in the empty hall. The light in the procession only spread a dozen meters before being swallowed by the deeper darkness. Looking back, the entrance to the light appeared extremely small, and the magnificent Twilight scenery was far removed from view.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the crowd grew increasingly silent and quiet as they walked.

So sleepy...

Derrick suddenly felt a strong wave of drowsiness wash over him; his eyelids felt heavy, and although his legs were still moving numbly, his eyes involuntarily wanted to close.

"Don't fall asleep!"

"No sleeping!" The voices of the Chief and Elder Lovia rang out one after another, exploding in his ears.

"!!"

Derrick jolted awake, opening his eyes. He wasn't the only one; most of the team members seemed to be just realizing what was happening.

Just then, not far in front of him, a female Warrior, without opening her eyes, slumped down on the floor with her eyes closed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Immediately afterwards, the female Warrior vanished into thin air, as if merging into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.

"Chief! Elena, she..."

One of the team members said anxiously.

"It's too late..."

Colin and Lovia examined the situation for a moment, then shook their heads, concluding that rescue was impossible. They then led the team to continue forward.

"Um?"

Above the Tide, Luther, who was watching the "live broadcast," noticed this scene and couldn't help but frown.

The first update is available at suduɡu. cc, with no typos. If you don't see the ". cc" suffix in the address, you'll be taken to the first update site. A heavy, unyielding darkness, a silent Dream Infiltration, Misfortune in the shadows... aren't these all abilities of the Darkness Pathway?

Moreover, thousands of years have passed since the cataclysm that befell the Giant King’s Court, yet this aura still lingers clearly deep within the Palace, exerting a real influence... There are probably not many extraordinary beings capable of producing such an impact!

Luther practically shouted out the Honorific Name "Evernight Goddess."

But why does the aura of that Goddess still linger in this Palace...?

He continued to look down, following the perspectives of the others.

By this time, the City of Silver squad had passed through the Palace, through layers of domes, and entered a relatively peaceful space. The darkness here was not as intense as outside and could be dispelled by the light.

Using the light, the team members found themselves in a magnificent hall. The walls of the hall were painted with vivid murals, and in the center stood a long, dark red table, flanked by rows of intricately patterned high-backed chairs.

It's as if a meeting once took place at this table.

"Tarot Club..."

Derrick thought to Consciousness.

Meanwhile, in the void above his head, Luther and Klein's expressions changed slightly at the same time!

Boom! Boom!

"Boom!"

Around the hall, crimson flames began to ignite atop the stone pillars, gradually illuminating the entire space. As the flames lit up, strange sounds began to rise. The sounds were fragmented and complex, like many people whispering among themselves.

The whispers were growing louder, as if they had traveled through time and were reappearing.

The flames illuminated the entire hall, and around the dark red long table, blurry and strange figures had appeared. There were eleven figures in total, each choosing a high-backed chair to sit down.

The people of City of Silver were horrified. Their thoughts froze at that moment, and only the figures in front of them gradually grew larger.

The figure closest to them wore a simple linen robe, with long, flowing silver hair. As if sensing their gaze, he turned his head; his features were blurred, but his eyes were crystal clear.

Those eyes were utterly indifferent, and deep within them lay a mysterious, interconnected ring. As they gazed upon it, that ring became visible, beginning to spin endlessly.

Ouroboros Angel of Fate!

The moment they met the circle, all the team members fell into Illusion. In a daze, they seemed to merge into the figures at the long table, becoming them, sitting in high-backed chairs, and beginning their meeting.

Those figures then became clear:

Some of them were handsome, sunny, and energetic men, like the sun itself, exuding a positive and warm aura; some were seven or eight meters tall, wearing silver armor, their eye sockets containing a light like the Dawn; others were men wearing elaborate black robes with silver Silver Threads, with shoulder-length black curly hair, their eyes seemingly shrouded in shadow... These god-like figures sat behind the long table, whispering words filled with hostility and desire.

The scene appeared both sacred and sinister, grand yet bizarre.