The core of the Source Castle is a door, which may correspond to the 'Gate' pathway, and it also fits the old way of promotion - any path that wants to become the old days needs to first become Sequence 0, and use the Sequence 0 as the cornerstone.

Similar to the Source Keep, the River of Eternal Darkness corresponds to the three paths of Night, Death, and War.

As for the core of the River of Eternal Darkness, there is a deep darkness.

He reached the end of the river when Ember traveled upstream, to the end of the river of eternal darkness.

Ahead lies a deep darkness, as if it can swallow up all the light of the world, and no light can illuminate it. But the darkness was extremely pure, not as viscous as the darkness of the 'Sea of Chaos', free of any other impurities, pure and quiet. It's as if you can get eternal peace just by being in it......

Ember knew it was the River of Eternal Darkness making its last struggle, but Ember didn't want to feel at peace yet, at least not right now.

Rushing~!

The illusory sound of the water came out of the deep darkness, in which there seemed to be a river rushing, like waves crashing against a reef.

The torrent is raging and spurting thin, trying to push the embers away.

And before that, Ember had sent the bird-shaped gold ornament into the darkness.

In that extreme and pure darkness, the gold ornament stubbornly emitted a pale glow, illuminating a small area, like a small boat of life struggling to support in the tide of death.

The darkness did not reject its light, for the pale glow was part of the river of eternal darkness, and it could not repel itself.

The bronze eyes of the bird-shaped gold ornament emit light, like a whirlpool, greedily absorbing the darkness around it. In time, sooner or later, He will be able to suck out the entire core and even give birth to 'self-awareness'.

But this clearly does not meet Ember's expectations.

So just as it began to absorb the 'darkness', Ember reached out and took the gold ornament back from the darkness.

He didn't need all the cores, only a few of them, so there was no need to drain the River of Eternal Darkness all at once.

In contrast, sustainability is more beneficial.

Wow!

The illusory sound of the water became more and more agitated, as if the whole river had become turbulent, as if it was a farewell—well, whether the river of eternal darkness was a farewell or not, Ember would be a farewell anyway.

And with the departure of Ember, the waves of the River of Eternal Darkness became more and more turbulent - he couldn't help Ember, he could only watch Ember come to his house to snatch his treasure and leave leisurely, but he couldn't help Ember and couldn't help you?!

The river of eternal darkness in the rage rolled up thousands of feet of waves, almost instantly engulfing all the silver knights who were still fighting the dead, even the silver knights standing on the steps were not spared, as if they were going to drag all these silver knights to the bottom of the river at once!

But even if these Silver Knights have been swept to the bottom of the river, the River of Eternal Darkness still can't sense their souls! This means that even if they die in the River of Eternal Darkness ten thousand times, they will not be able to leave anything behind, and they will not be marked and anchored by the River of Eternal Darkness - even the gods cannot escape, but these silver knights at the level of free demigods have done things that even the gods can't do.

It could only be that there are beings of the same level as the essentia or even higher than the essentia who have manipulated the souls of these silver knights, and their souls are not unable to be anchored, but have been anchored in advance!

Souls that have been anchored, even the River of Eternal Darkness will be difficult to capture.

And this also means that there is no point in killing these silver knights except to vent their anger, and even these silver knights are specially reserved for him to vent his anger!

For a while, the sound of the water became more and more agitated, and the river was unsettled, as if it also indicated the mood of the river at the moment.

And on the banks of the river, the cloak of the torn Grim Reaper doubts life.

The River of Eternal Darkness told him that if he killed the embers, he would be free.

Although he did have negative thoughts at first, wanting to test the bottom line of the river of eternal darkness. But he never thought that even a black dragon summoned by Ember could contain him, and the appearance of the Flame Giant made his situation even worse!

He even had a hard time dealing with the dead summoned by the other party, so where did he have the ability to kill the embers?

I'm afraid that the River of Eternal Darkness knew this from the beginning, so it didn't expect him to kill Ember at all, so naturally it wouldn't have set him free. And the promise that the River of Eternal Darkness gave him was just to make him die for the River of Eternal Darkness!

Merely......

Salinger looked at the motionless Ancestor of the Undead Bird floating on the River of Eternal Darkness, and suddenly rejoiced that he was much luckier than this bird.

Well?

Fortunately, Salinger suddenly frowned again, because he found that his 'humanity' was a little outrageous!

He who can be resurrected by the river of eternal darkness should have only pure divinity, where is the human nature? ——

As soon as the morning dawned, a young man walked out of the hotel and leisurely enjoyed the early morning scenery of Byam.

He had just bought the 'Teyana' drink from a vendor in the husk of the fruit when he suddenly felt a large shadow appear beside him.

The young man turned his head, looked up a little, and noticed a half-giant approaching nearly two and a half meters.

"Sir, can you take up your time? I would like to tell you about our Word Signpost and Savior, Mr. Fool. ”

The half-giant bent down, trying to make his smile look kind.

The young man took a sip of 'Teyana', pointed to the side, smiled and nodded:

"Okay, but not here."

He then walked to the point where no one else was in the way, and the oppressive-looking half-giant followed gently.

"You can talk about it." The young man made no secret of his curiosity.

The tall and sturdy half-giant's expression suddenly became solemn:

"Our lord calls himself the 'Fool', in the past, in the present, and in the future, he is the great master of the spiritual realm, the king of yellow and black who governs good fortune, and the symbol of every living being's pursuit of eternity.

"Our Lord dwells in reality and in the spiritual realm, mercy is sprinkled over heaven and earth, and there are six angels standing at His throne......"

"Awesome, awesome." The young man exclaimed in heartfelt admiration.

Hearing this response, the half-giant could not help but smile, and then described in the most concise words the miracles that Mr. 'Fool' had descended, and finally said:

"If you're interested, you can learn more about the Church of the Fool at 16 Phillips Street, our largest church in Byam, where you can listen to the priest speak the Word of the Fool."

The young man nodded:

"If I have time, I'll take a look."

Seeing the half-giant go away, the young man smiled and took out a monocle made of crystal from his coat pocket and put it on his right eye.

Before becoming a god, He rarely appeared in the Northern Continent. Because he has a disagreement with most of the seven gods, and the northern continent is full of the eyes and ears of the seven gods, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be discovered. Even if it's not the main body, it's not good to lose too much of the doppelganger.

But now that he has become a god, even if the seven gods are in front of him, it is not false - if he takes 10,000 steps back, even if he can't beat him, can't he still run? When it comes to escape, only the true God of the 'fool' and the 'door' path can be compared to Him.

It's just that although he can walk the Northern Continent unscrupulously now, there is not much he can do.

Because the anchor of the 'Fool' is more stable than He imagined, although the Church of the Fool is inferior to the Church of God in both quality and quantity, it is enough to support the 'Fool' to become a sequence 0.

And the reason why he is sure that the 'fool' has not yet become a god is also very simple - adjacent paths can sense each other, so he can sense that the 'fool' path has not yet been born in sequence 0, this is his chance.

Although the 'fool' has two paths, the 'fool' and the 'door', as long as the 'fool' has not become a god, neither of these two paths can really be used by the other party. In contrast, although He has only one way to be 'wrong', He who has become a god has an advantage over the 'fool'.

Of course, if the 'Fool' has been hiding in the 'Source Castle', then there is nothing he can do with the 'Fool'.

Although he can force his way into the 'Source Fort', the risk of forcing his way is too great, and even if he can successfully kill the 'Fool', he will not be able to escape smoothly, and the best outcome will only end up in defeat.

Therefore, He has been waiting for an opportunity, and he has been grasping the flaws of the 'fool'.

Unfortunately, the Fool was more cautious than he thought, and with the help of the Goddess of the Night, who had hidden authority, it was really difficult for him to catch and find bugs that could be exploited - either they couldn't do much if they were used, or they had been fixed altogether, and none of them had any actual impact, which really disappointed Amun.

However, it is not entirely unprofitable.

As long as the 'fool' is not God, he will find a chance sooner or later.

The corners of Amon's mouth hooked slightly, and he took another sip of 'Teyana'.

Well, it tastes good.

You can have another drink.

The vendor pushing the cart passed by Him, smiling and handing Him another cup of 'Teyana'.

Amon smiled and thanked him, and then he saw the vendor straighten the monocle in his right eye.

——

In a luxury estate on the outskirts of Trier, Intis.

Alexander Hamilton, former Consul of the Republic of Intis, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his second-floor study, staring at the rising sun in the sky.

Since the founding of Indis, the Church of the Eternal Sun has occupied the mainstream, suppressing the Church of the God of Craftsmen until the other party changed its name to the Church of the God of Steam and Machines, so this country is also known as the Land of the Sun.

At that time, the sun was warm but not scorching, dispelling the darkness and cold, and making people feel warm.

But now the sun's rays were so dazzling, but Alexander kept it firmly in his eyes, forcing his eyes not to shed tears with his extraordinary ability. That sun was like the nascent Second Empire of Intis, like the returning Black Emperor.

He is so dazzling, so powerful, that it is difficult to rise up to resist.

Knock knock~!

"Come in."

Alexander heard a knock at the door and said in a deep voice.

He withdrew his gaze from the sky and looked at the door.

The middle-aged man in a dress, who looked meticulous, pushed the door in and said respectfully:

"Your Excellency, those have arrived, and they are waiting for you in the conference room."

Alexander Hamilton corrected:

"You don't need to call me Archon, I'm just an ordinary person now."

His tone was remarkably calm, and he didn't seem to be attached to the false name of the consul.

Cold sweat oozed from the middle-aged man's forehead, and his head was buried even lower.

He knew that it was good to listen to the words of these big people, and if it was serious, it would be looking for death.

If this man really didn't have the slightest thought of the consul, why did he gather those people here?

Alexander Hamilton did not look at the middle-aged man, nor did he question why he bowed his head and walked out of the room calmly.

When he left, the middle-aged man dared to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and hurried to follow, a position behind Alexander, like a faithful servant serving his master.

Syllable!

The door to the conference room slammed open, and Alexander Hamilton looked around, his gaze sweeping over the men at the long table. He didn't observe their expressions, nor did he bother to remember what they looked like, because he knew it was meaningless.

The same group of people, the next time they meet, they change their faces, and remembering what they look like will not help in investigating their true identity.

What's more, Alexander had long since given up investigating the identities of these people.

In cooperation with these people, he is the one who has always been in a weak position. In this case, it is not beneficial for him to rush into the identity of the other party, it will only make the relationship between the two parties more strained.

So when communicating with these people, you also need to be clever enough to speak, but Alexander doesn't have enough patience now!

Alexander pressed his hands on the table and asked in a deep voice:

"We've given you enough information, when will you be able to get started?"

Ever since the Steam Church fell to that dastardly thief, the resources he could muster had shrunk. And the help provided to the Esoteric Society has exhausted the last bit of his resources and connections, and if these people can't give a clear answer, then Alexander's early investment will be all in vain!

So in any case, there must be a result today!

"Don't worry." The middle-aged man with a plain face took a sip of water and said unhurriedly:

"Diran has found it, but you'll have to give us some time to prepare."

"The legacy left by an angel is rich, but it is also dangerous."

"That's something you guys have to think about!"

Alexander said unceremoniously: "I just want the result!" ”

The tall lady with a delicate and charming face threw a wink at him, covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Your Excellency Archon has been on fire lately, do you want me to help you get rid of the fire?"

She licked her lips:

"I'm happy to help with that."

Alexander looked at the representative of the Witch Sect with a blank face, she was the only one of these people present who would not change her face, but Alexander rejected her the most - the reason was simple, Alexander did not want to men.