Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After Derrick saw the appearance of the tall figure in front of him clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said with surprise as if he had survived a desperate situation:

"Your Excellency, Chief!"

Standing in front of Derrick is Colin Iliad, the powerful demon hunter who is over a hundred years old and the chief of Silver City's "Six-Man Council"!

Colin glanced at Derrick, nodded slightly and said:

"We have always known that there was something wrong with him, but in order to find out what the purpose of the man named Amon was and the strange existence, we deliberately did not eliminate him directly, but locked him at the bottom of the round tower."

"We often let some Extraordinary people who are showing signs of losing control live next door to him and have conversations with him to see if we can induce some abnormal changes in him to get what we want to know."

"It's a pity that he has been acting normal until today."

It turned out that Derrick, who deliberately arranged for me to live next door to the former captain of the exploration team, was silent for a few seconds, and then said after a slight hesitation:

"Perhaps I was dragged into that party again today, and Amon noticed the changes in me, so there was a sudden change."

"Amon?" Colin's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a dark green complex symbol appeared in his left and right eyes respectively. He looked at Derrick closely and said:

"Tell me what you know."

Derrick nodded slightly and told all the news he got at the Tarot meeting:

"A member who attended the party told me that the former captain of the exploration team had his body, memory and even destiny stolen by Amon. He has become one of Amon's many clones."

"He also said that Amon is the King of Angels of the Thief Path. He has gathered most of the extraordinary characteristics of this path and has countless clones."

At this point, Derrick paused and asked hesitantly:

"Your Excellency, do you know what the King of Angels is?"

Colin was silent for two seconds, and when Derrick thought he would not answer the question, he spoke again:

"Legend has it that there are eight angel kings serving beside the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God."

Derrick was stunned. He didn't expect that the King of Angels meant this. Then he thought of what Mr. White Tower said at the Tarot meeting, that Amon is the descendant of the ancient sun god, and he felt that this was very reasonable. .

"What are you thinking about?" Colin noticed Derrick's distraction just now and asked aloud.

Derrick said it directly without any concealment:

"Amon is the child of the ancient sun god, and the ancient sun god is the creator of everything we believe in."

"But the member who told me the news also warned me that Amon will not be fond of us just because Silver City believes in the ancient sun god."

Colin heard some emotion in his voice and said:

"I understand. I have reached a consensus with several elders about your situation."

"You can go back and your life will return to normal. Of course, necessary monitoring is essential."

Derrick was stunned and said, "Okay."

He even thought that he would be locked up at the bottom of the round tower for decades like the former captain of the exploration team.

Colin had turned around and entered the room, picked up the pure white sharp sword, and picked it up over and over again.

Derrick took a deep breath and walked along the aisle toward the exit.

After strolling back home, he closed the door and carefully observed his surroundings for a while, but found no so-called monitor.

Maybe he hasn't come here yet, or maybe he hides it better,,.

Derrick pondered in his heart for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed and recited Mr. Fool's honorary name in a low voice:

"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

"A terrible thing happened to me just now. I was imprisoned next door."

Derrick told Mr. Fool exactly what happened before, and his tense nerves were relieved.

What followed was a burst of exhaustion, so he simply lay down and fell asleep quickly.

In the quiet and dark room, streaks of lightning sometimes illuminated everything and sometimes disappeared into darkness.

Derrick, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly bounced up with his right index finger and tapped the bed leisurely.

Backlund, house at No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein was thinking about the magician's performance rules and how he should digest the potion in the future, when a layer of illusory prayers suddenly sounded in his ears.

Klein stood up, locked the door, and walked four steps backward to reach above the gray fog.

In the majestic ancient palace above the gray fog, Klein sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the Fool, stretched out his right hand, spread his spirituality, and touched the crimson star that represented the little sun.

Suddenly, the voice of prayer became clearer, and Klein heard clearly what Little Sun was describing.

Before he noticed that Little Sun had been released from the bottom of the round tower by the chief of Silver City, Klein's attention had been completely attracted by Amon's unusual movements.

He didn't think Amon would be eliminated so easily.

While his thoughts were swirling, Klein looked at the scene of the little sun praying, and his eyes suddenly froze in mid-air.

The little sun that was so blurry that it was difficult to see clearly was wrapped around a transparent and illusory figure!

He has arms and legs, but like a python, he twists around Little Sun and puts his head behind Little Sun's head!

In the hazy picture, Klein could vaguely see that this figure was wearing a black classical robe, a soft pointed hat, and a crystal monocle hanging on his face.

Little Sun was unaware of all this happening to him.

Klein looked at this picture in silence, and he vaguely understood the other party's purpose:

Living in the spirit body of Little Sun, waiting for the next Tarot Club meeting, he can sneak into this gray mist without being noticed.

He really came for the space above the gray mist. This is what Al said. Wouldn't he come out easily without being completely sure? Just after a Tarot session, He had already taken action.

Klein took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

At this moment, the final thing is to find a way to deal with it, and Amon parasitizing in the little sun must be eliminated before the next tarot meeting begins.

Klein glanced at the items piled in the debris pile, thinking about what he could use.

Al said that each of Amon's clones has the status of an angel. If you want to eliminate the clone that is parasitic on Little Sun, you must have something or aura of the same high status.

The first thing Klein thought of was Renekton. He knew that he had the characteristics of a sage, which was an angel-level characteristic.

No, no, Al's condition is not good, and he can't be allowed to use his sage characteristics casually. Besides, I don't have a suitable reason.

Klein shook his head slightly and considered Renekton as an alternative.

After looking around and pondering for a moment, Klein set his sights on the Space Origin Castle above the gray fog. It must be something of the same high status. If he can leverage the power of the Origin Castle,

Klein thought of the previous sacrifice and bestowing ceremony. Following this idea, Klein set his sights on the book of secrets.

Klein vaguely remembered that among the content he had read, there were many mysterious rituals involving praying to the original moon for help.

Changing the direction of the ritual to the Fool may be able to solve the current problem.

Klein took out the Book of Secrets from the pile of debris, flipped through it quickly, and soon stopped at a secret contract ceremony called "Blood Moon Sacrifice".

Klein watched the entire "Blood Moon Sacrifice" ritual process in silence, then materialized a pen and paper and began to make changes. He wanted to transform the "Blood Moon Sacrifice" into a secret contract ceremony belonging to "The Fool".

After being busy for a while, Klein finally transformed a secret contract ritual that points to the Fool, although it is not yet known whether this secret contract ritual will have an effect.

After checking it several times to confirm that it was correct, Klein's spirituality spread, and in a low voice, he responded to Little Sun's prayer.

"I see."

"I have something for you to do. Test whether this ritual is effective."

In Silver City, Little Sun Derrick suddenly woke up from his sleep. Boundless gray fog surged in front of his eyes, and Mr. Fool's illusory and lofty voices echoed in his ears.

After listening to Mr. Fool's response, Derrick stood up and found monster leather, herbs and other materials.

Quickly setting up a ceremony, he directly picked up the hurricane ax and cut a gash on his arm.

Silent used his own blood as ink to draw a mysterious symbol corresponding to the Fool on the pitted monster leather.

After arranging the ceremony, he simply treated the wound on his hand.

Looking at the flickering candlelight in front of him, Derrick closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and began to recite Mr. Fool's honorable name in giant language:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

As his spirituality slowly flowed, Derrick, who had entered a meditative state, felt that his spirit was floating to infinite heights, making contact with the gray mist and the hidden great existence.

Above the gray mist, Klein sat quietly on the high-backed chair belonging to The Fool, waiting for the little sun to perform the secret contract ceremony.

Suddenly, he felt the entire space vibrate slightly, and the still gray-white mist began to flow obviously!

The crimson star corresponding to the sun shone brightly in an instant, spreading out an illusory light like a tide.

These rays of light condensed to form a figure that was so blurry that Derrick was in a praying posture, with his eyes closed and his head lowered, waiting for a little connection with the great being.

On Little Sun's body, the transparent figure that was tightly wound like a python was already looking up at the infinite heights.

The crystal monocle on His face was flashing a glimmer of light, seeming to be looking for a subtle, secret connection!