Inside the magnificent palace above the Gray Fog, Klein stretched out his right hand and lightly tapped the edge of the mottled long table, muttering to himself:
"The five great families of the Tudor Dynasty were Amon, Abraham, Antigonus, Jacob, and Tamara... Those who helped Alista Tudor become the ' Blood Emperor ' were the Angel King such as Adam, Amon, and Abraham..."
Does this suggest that during the Tudor-Trunsoest United Empire, Amon and Abraham stood alongside one of the two consuls, Alista?
"If that's the case, then ' Blood Emperor ' Alista Tudor. When secretly constructing his mausoleum, he would likely have sought help from one or more of Amon, Abraham, or Antigonus Bethel Abraham, being 'The Door,' possessed the ' Apprentice ' pathway; in terms of ' Teleportation,' even the true gods might not be able to match Him..."
"So, is it possible that the 'fixed-point Teleportation ' at the Tudor ruins was arranged by Bethel Abraham?"
The probability is very high!
"Hmm, only a figure of Mr. 'The Door''s' stature could grant access to secret ruins to such an extent that even my Divination above the Gray Fog couldn't pinpoint its location, and that even the Angel who govern Concealment couldn't directly infiltrate it..."
Amidst a flurry of thoughts, Klein became increasingly inclined to believe that his guess was close to the truth.
Did Mr. "Door" leave any relevant information, such as accurate location details or alternative methods of entry and exit? This will have to be left to Ms. " Magician " to ask her teacher...
Sigh, I really hope Miss " Magician " becomes a " Traveler " soon, so she won't have to rely on letters to contact her teacher anymore; she could just " Teleportation " directly. Well, she can do that now, but Record so many " Travel " would scare her teacher and arouse suspicion. What a hassle...
If there are no records left by the Abraham Family, should we try to communicate with Mr. "Door"? This is not only troublesome, but also dangerous... Most importantly, Miss " Magician " is not yet at Sequence 5, so she can't hear clearly each time, let alone respond to Mr. "Door." I can't possibly turn her into my Marionette, or possess her... When Klein the Original brought " Magician " Fors above the Gray Fog, he seriously considered the issue of communicating with " Mr. Door " through this lady after his Sequence advancement. Later, the more he learned, the more fearful he became, and the less willing he was to take the risk.
Moreover, his current level lacks sufficiently effective and safe means.
After a flurry of thoughts, Klein suddenly sighed softly and uttered a single word:
"Patience..."
On a high sea island where pirates are particularly active.
Fors picked up the glass and took a expectant sip of the clear, colorless liquid.
Her face contorted in pain, as if she had tasted something unpalatable.
"Pah, this kind of Lerunqi is so cheap! Why are they drinking it so happily?" Fors put down his glass, raised his right hand, fanned his mouth, and muttered under his breath, "Besides its high alcohol content, it has absolutely no other advantages. Oh, and it's cheap!"
After taking a sip of cold water from another cup, Fors picked up his pen and wrote in a rather poor-quality notebook:
"The pirates here only crave strong liquor and are very price-conscious; for them, getting drunk is more important than anything else."
"Three pirate friends of mine told me that they built this port city themselves. The Original, they anchored their ships here, hid their spoils, and settled their families. Later, bankrupt individuals, adventurers, and tax evaders flocked here, settled down, cultivated the land, and built houses. Eventually, a trading market formed, and merchants from the sea swarmed in like sharks smelling blood."
As he wrote this, Fors raised his head and looked at the three pirates huddled in the corner:
"Do you have anything else to say?"
The three burly pirates trembled simultaneously, their faces contorted with grief, and said:
"That's all, really."
... I must say, imitating Mr. "World's" style of dealing with pirates felt really good... Fors sighed inwardly, shook his head, looked away, and continued writing:
"The atmosphere here is very open. If a woman takes a fancy to a man, she can set a price. Similarly, if a man takes a fancy to a man, or a woman takes a fancy to a woman, that's also possible. According to my three pirate friends, when adrift at sea, due to the long periods of oppression and boredom, it's inevitable that some people will try forbidden behaviors. In this regard, they were very honest and each described their own experiences..."
"Furthermore, they taught me some things I never thought possible: pirates actually admired democracy and justice."
"This completely overturned my understanding, but upon closer reflection, it doesn't seem hard to understand; at least they didn't say they were pursuing Justice."
The three pirate friends explained that when an individual and their weapons do not have absolute, overwhelming strength, the majority on a pirate ship will definitely prevail over the minority. Moreover, piloting a large ship requires the cooperation of many people... These factors combined led to the pirate crew being very democratic, with a captain being voted out or even killed by his crew every now and then.
"I think if the captain had absolute power, the pirate crew would definitely evolve into a different form."
As she wrote this, Fors looked up at the window again. Under the azure sky and white clouds, rows of wooden or stone buildings stood densely and haphazardly, forming a market. Every now and then, a few children in slightly tattered clothes could be seen skipping and jumping by.
Listening to the vibrant noise, Fors wrote again:
"There's absolutely no urban planning here. People are building houses and expanding boundaries haphazardly, to the point that many roads are only wide enough for one person to walk on, and you can't see any sunlight at all..."
"My first thought was that if a fire broke out, the consequences would be horrific; Backlund had suffered a similar tragedy before. However, my three pirate friends told me there was nothing to worry about, because it was damp and rainy here, and the people with strange powers never hid anything..."
"This place has not yet been affected by the war; although it is chaotic, it gives people a sense of tranquility."
"Furthermore, what they fear most is not ' King of the Five Seas ' Nast, nor any of the various terrifying legends, but the mad adventurer Gehrman Sparrow. Every pirate warns each other not to drink too late, not to walk at night, and not to relieve themselves in alleys, because that could very well lead to their disappearance, and the rumored murderer is that gentleman..."
"Is this a form of hunting?"
As Fors wrote, his expression gradually became serious. He quickly pulled out another stack of papers and continued writing what he already had:
"... The hospital nights are always filled with a peculiar chill, and the darkness outside the window is more intense than elsewhere..."
"... No one knows why the young woman in the private room had her relative bring mushrooms and weeds, nor does anyone know where they ended up. In any case, there were no signs of fire in the room, nor were there any discarded items outside, leading the nurses to suspect that the patient was secretly eating the mushrooms and weeds raw..."
Built against the mountain, the town is divided into upper, middle, and Afternoon Town levels, within the camp established by City of Silver.
Derrick Berg clasped his hands together, placed them in front of his mouth, and whispered:
" The Fool That Doesn't Belong to This Era..."
After reciting the prayers, he stood up, picked up the ancient cross covered in verdigris and covered in spikes, and walked towards the campfire outside.
Because the " Unshadowed Crucifix " rejects other magical items, his giant hammer, " Roar of the Thunder God," can only be carried by Heim and Joshua for the time being.
As the City of Silver exploration team assembled, Klein, who was in Backlund, had already arrived above the Gray Fog. He picked up the " Sea God Scepter " and, by observing the expansion and contraction of one of the crimson stars, saw the situation in Afternoon Town and extended his vision towards the " Giant King's Court."
--Without the aid of the "Prayer Light" and the " Sea God Scepter," Klein doesn't yet have such a wide range of observation capabilities solely through the Crimson Star.
As his gaze shifted, Klein's eyes gradually reflected a magnificent yet somber Twilight.
The place shrouded in Twilight is a complex of buildings with countless palaces, towers, and imposing city walls. They are magnificent and splendid, like miracles from myths and legends, frozen in time.
" The Giant King's Court "!
Klein tried to zoom in, but found he couldn't make out what was happening below the Twilight.
As expected of the ancient gods' kingdom, and not the kind that was abandoned or hidden... No wonder the Angel King chose this place for their Concealment gatherings... I hope the prayers Little " The Sun " offered after entering the " Giant King's Court " area will help me see more clearly... Klein nodded thoughtfully.
He also turned some of his attention to Elder Lovia the Shepherd, noticing that the woman was wearing a phantom silver full-body armor.
This must be the Evil Spirit she Grazing... So far, we haven't seen the " True Creator " exert any influence... Klein slowly exhaled, patiently waiting for further developments.
After a while, led by Chief Colin Iliad, the nine-man exploration team, including Derrick Berg, left the Afternoon Town camp and headed towards the summit along the gray stone steps, between towering, dark buildings.
They were at least Sequence 6 Beyonder, and most of them belonged to the " Warrior " pathway. They moved quite quickly, clearing out several waves of Monster, mainly Rotting Giant, before finally arriving at the Twilight- shrouded area. They were awestruck by the magnificent and epic architecture, and for a brief moment, no one spoke.
This was also the first time they had encountered a place with "natural" light, without alternating lightning!
" Demon Hunter " Colin narrowed his eyes, took out a small metal vial, and drank the liquid inside.
Through generations of change, they have become more accustomed to the frequent lightning and the deep darkness, and have an instinctive fear of this frozen state at Twilight.
I feel both hope and fear.
After drinking the prepared Potion and making the necessary mental preparations, Colin Iliad and " Shepherd " Lovia led the exploration team into the Twilight- lit area ahead.
Before Derrick could sense anything, he saw the " Unshadowed Crucifix " patina fall from his hand, revealing a solid entity composed of pure light.
The light emanating from this entity was no longer clear; it was tinged with the orange-red hue characteristic of Twilight.
Immediately afterwards, Derrick felt his condition plummet to rock bottom, as if he were at the most exhausted moment of the "day," ready to face the approaching Evernight.