The endless gray mist boiled, and the ancient and majestic palace burned everywhere.

The blazing flames condensed into a clump, as if a bright white sun had risen in this mysterious space.

A whining hurricane blew over the mottled tables, shattered the thick stone pillars, and collapsed half of the palace.

Crane's head, sitting in the "Fool" position, first boiled, and then many holes were blown out, and one charred worm after another crawled out of the fracture surface.

He didn't die, and even very calmly stretched out his right palm and tapped the armrest of the high-backed chair.

The mysterious space above the gray fog then appeared a clear concussion, and the power poured out layer after layer, smoothing the hurricane, extinguishing the flames, and allowing the blazing white sun to quickly dissipate inch after inch.

The thick stone pillars are back on stand, the long mottled tables are back to their original state, and the magnificent and sacred palace never seems to have collapsed or broken.

Crane's head reverted instantly, and the worms that had been drilled out had faded to blacken, returned to transparency, and crawled back in.

"It's indeed stronger than the 'Utopian Dragon' Angleweed...... "Klein muttered to himself in a low voice, his expression twisted uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his forehead, "Pain...... The pain is also significantly stronger......"

As he whispered, he tapped the edge of the mottled table, causing the mysterious space above the gray mist to shake once more.

In the midst of the shock, a dark and rich shadow suddenly appeared on the ground of the palace.

The shadow twisted and struggled, but was finally swept away by the power of the gray mist, leaving nothing behind.

It took a few more tens of seconds for Klein to really calm down, thinking back to the picture he had just seen:

"That should be the ancient sun god, the creator of Silver City, the father of Amon and Adam......

Judging from the ornament of the cross he wore and the phrase 'let there be light', it is very likely that he was really the first traverser, perhaps a European and American, and probably with a church background......

"He used a language that mobilized the forces of nature, similar to the language of giants, but different, and not of the Elves, dragons, or ancient Hermes...... Well, it had similarities with the ancient Fersak of the Northern Continent and the Dutan of the Southern Continent, so much so that I could barely understand what He was saying, even though I didn't master the language...... Is this the language He mastered in that strange gray building?

"Where did He cross over and inherit a great inheritance?

"The second scene is the scene before he is betrayed and eaten by the three angel kings of pure whiteness, wisdom, and wind?

For a self-proclaimed creator, the pain and distortion of substance is probably only in this state......

"Well, the divine blood that he drips before his fall merges with the silver cross, changing the form of the latter, making it a seal of no small level.

"It seems that this 'Darkless Cross' was either possessed by one of the three angelic kings of Pure White, Wisdom, and Wind, or fell into the hands of Amon or Adam, who for them was an important relic of their Father.

"The former may not be too high, but the positive and negative effects of this cross are very useful, and the origin is a secret that must be concealed, and no one will give it to the House of Augustus...... So it seems that Adam really arranged it?

"What is the purpose of He giving the 'Darkless Cross' to the 'Magician' or the 'Judge' Lady in a natural and reasonable manner?

"He has made some observations and found out that the two young ladies believe in 'fools'?

"Is this cross for the 'fools' who do not belong to this age?

He wanted to know where his father, who was also not of that age, came from? But the question was, how was he going to ask the questions, how was he going to get the answers?

"The personality of the creator of the Silver City is really high, and after a long history, he noticed my 'snooping', and cast his eyes on the gray mist, and cast his eyes on this mysterious space, and the impact caused was not only the destruction on the surface, but also the erosion in the dark, producing a strange shadow, and it almost lurked......

Does this mean that after mastering the authority of many realms, there will also be a qualitative change in the personality of the gods?

"What does this whispered 'mystery' mean? does it refer to me, or to the original owner of this mysterious space?"

Questions flashed through Crane's mind, causing him to have a lot of guesses, but it was difficult to get a final answer.

Based on his fear of Adam, he felt that it would be better for the ending of this "No Dark Cross" to be shattered by the Silver City God-level seal and reorganized into a pure extraordinary characteristic.

Reining his thoughts and pressing the question back to his heart, Crane took out a new pen and paper, and wrote down the knowledge he had just gained from looking directly at the creator of Silver City:

"Sequence 4: The Darkless.

"Main material: A drop of the blood of the 'sun' god, or the three tail feathers of an adult sun god bird plus a sacred radiance stone.

"Auxiliary materials: 60 ml of blood of the Sun God Bird, 30 ml of Divine Radiance Stone Associated Liquid, 7 drops of Mutant Hand Orange Juice, 10 grams of Magma Heart Powder.

"Ritual: Stripping away the strongest emotions that are most reluctant to give up, then taking potions, and infusing those emotions back in the process. ”

"Sequence 3: Righteous Mentor ......"

"Sequence 4: The Black Knight ......"

"Sequence 3: Three Templars ......"

After doing this, Crane picked up the copper-green cross again, and looked at it with a calm expression on his face.

Then, he threw the "Darkless Cross" into the debris pile, and mobilized the power of the mysterious space above the gray mist to suppress it, lest the next time he came up, the paper people he cut had already begun to praise the sun.

............

Joe Wood District, in front of an ordinary house.

The postman on his bicycle pinched the brakes and stopped at the door.

He then set up the car, took out a letter from the mail bag in the back seat, and glanced at the correct address.

"It's here...... The postman for Hugh's ......" hurried to the mailbox, threw the letter in his hand, and then got back into the car without delay, and kicked away with all his might.

After a while, a layer of pitch-black flames suddenly rose from the delivery slot of the newspaper box.

The flame burned quietly and quickly vanished.

............

Queens, inside the luxury villa of the Hall family.

As soon as Audrey, who had led Susie for a walk around the garden, returned to the hall when she saw her father, Earl Hall, coming in from outside, taking off his hat and scarf and handing them to the valet, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Daddy, what's going on?" asked Audrey with concern.

It was the most basic observation, and she didn't have to hide anything.

Count Hall restrained his troubled expression and smiled:

"It's not too important, it's just that I didn't expect Herwin Lambis to be a member of the cult. ”

"He's a cultist?" Audrey aptly expressed her surprise.

She knew that Herwin Lambis was indeed the top of the secret organization of the Psychological Alchemy Society, but she didn't understand how this matter could suddenly be exposed.

Count Hall nodded solemnly and said:

"Yes, he is wanted by the three major churches. I don't know exactly which cult is involved. ”

“...... Has he been caught?" asked Audrey, her eyes rolling slightly, "curious."

"No, he was missing before he was wanted. Count Hall sighed, "It's really hard to imagine that he is a cultist, he has an excellent demeanor, is very knowledgeable, and his opinions are rational and full of wisdom in all aspects. ”

That's just the side he wants you to see...... Audrey muttered in her heart, and then, as usual, entered the small prayer room of the house before dinner, and made a gesture of prayer in front of the emblem of the "Goddess of the Night".

However, what she recited in a low voice was:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

After reciting the honorific name, Audrey reported succinctly:

"Herwin Rambis is missing.

"He has been designated as a cultist and is being wanted by the three major churches......"

After saying this, Audrey was about to turn to pray to the goddess earnestly, when a large gray mist suddenly appeared in front of her.

In the center of the gray mist, a vague figure sat on a chair, bowing his head condescendingly:

"I see. ”

As soon as the secret being's voice fell, the picture in front of Audrey's eyes suddenly changed, revealing a figure who was praying intently:

"The great 'Fool', the Night Church has received information from Chunas Korg, confirming that King George III is hiding a great secret, and he colluded with the Witch Sect and the Psychological Alchemy Society to traffic in human beings and create human disappearances for the relics of the 'Blood Emperor' in the Stravinian section of the Tasok River, which led to the Beckland Smog Massacre......

"The representative of the Witch Sect is 'Despair Nightingale' Panatia in the early stage, the 'White Saint' Caterina in the later stage, and the Psychological Alchemy Society is Herwin Lambis......

"Please remind Miss Justice to be careful when she encounters Herwin Lambis again, and to be ready to ask for help. ”

His Majesty the King...... Audrey's eyes widened slightly, her heart fluctuated, and she couldn't control herself.

This is partly because the news is too shocking for her as a nobleman, and partly because the "lie" accessories she carries have a magnifying effect on emotions.

Almost at the same time, a report flashed through Audrey's mind, and it left a deep impression on her:

“...... According to preliminary statistics, more than 21,000 people died directly in the smog, and the subsequent spread of the plague took away nearly 40,000 people, including young children, sturdy young men and women......"

So that's it...... What exactly is the king planning...... The three major churches should not have obtained actual evidence, otherwise Dad would not have only had the same level of trouble just now...... Audrey was inexplicably angry and a little sad, like a certain standard that she had adhered to in the past had been ruthlessly trampled on, like a certain value that had been erected for a long time had silently collapsed.

She subconsciously buried her head and closed her eyes.

Immediately afterward, she took a light breath and whispered:

"Thank you, Mr. 'Fool', and please convey my gratitude to Mr. 'World' as well. ”

After the prayer, Audrey sat in the quiet darkness and remained unmoved for a long time.