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"Let's continue the exploration."
Colin said to the rest of the team members, then turned to Derrick and said in a deep voice, "From now on, you will follow me."
"Yes, Chief," Derrick agreed without hesitation.
The subsequent exploration was no different from the previous few times, until they once again arrived at the hall with the altar and found the yellow-haired boy who called himself Jack.
Derrick looked at Chief Colin beside him and reminded him, "Chief, each time, we enter a restart after you kill the boy named Jack."
"Hmm, what else do you know?" Colin nodded slightly and pressed him for more information.
"It came from the outside. I don't know more information. In the previous few times, it turned into a Monster and attacked us before I could ask, and then it was killed by the Chief," Derrick said, shaking his head slightly.
The little boy, curled up in the shadows, was half-surrounded by the City of Silver exploration team members, who maintained a safe distance from him.
The little boy looked at everyone eagerly, constantly saying, "Save me, save me…"
Chief Colin nodded almost imperceptibly, and after approaching a short distance, he said, "What is your name?"
"My name is Jack."
"How can I save you?"
The little boy suddenly showed an excited expression and said, "Save me, save me, send me home! Send me home!"
"Where is your home?" Colin continued to ask in a deep voice.
The little boy weakly raised his hand and said, "My home is in Enmat Harbor."
Enmat Harbor? Mr. Hanged Man didn't mention it, but from the word 'port,' it should be the outside world, perhaps the Loen Kingdom where Miss Justice and the others are. Derrick guessed with unhidden joy in his heart.
The "Enmat Harbor" mentioned by the little boy made Colin see the dawn of a new world, which made him instantly forget about other things and immediately asked, "How did you get here?"
The little boy Jack showed a reminiscent expression and slowly narrated, "My father and I took a ship, and after meeting with his companions, we continued by ship. After a very, very big storm, the remaining people landed on the shore."
"We followed the direction where the Creator's gaze pointed and walked all the way here."
Following the direction where the Creator's gaze pointed? Chief Colin and the others' gazes simultaneously fell on the statue on the altar, trying to discern where it was looking.
As long as we go in the opposite direction of this gaze, we can find the seashore and their landing spot. Chief Colin had already begun to sketch a rough map in his mind.
That direction is the Giant King's Court! Chief Colin quickly found their landing spot in the route described by the little boy, based on his own memory.
Is there a road to the sea behind the Giant King's Court? And on the other side of the sea, there is a human kingdom.
"I'm so hungry…"
"So hungry…"
The little boy Jack suddenly began to murmur abnormally. His clothes around his chest and abdomen were stained dark red, and it seemed as if liquid was slowly seeping out.
As he murmured, he pulled open his clothes, revealing his bare chest and abdomen.
On it, two eyes, a nose, and a mouth were embedded!
It was like a face pieced together from organs belonging to three different people.
That human face was gentle and indifferent, making Derrick feel inexplicably familiar.
He frowned and thought for two seconds, then quickly recalled the source of his familiarity:
This human face was very similar to the Angel in that mural, the silver-haired Angel who stepped on the circulating river!
Before Chief Colin could act, he immediately lowered his voice and reminded him, "Chief, the human face on his chest is very similar to the Angel in the mural I just destroyed. I suspect that Angel is Ouroboros, the Angel of Fate, who is beside the True Creator!"
Chief Colin stopped the impulse to immediately kill the little boy. He gave Derrick a deep look, which made his scalp tingle, making him wonder if he had said something wrong and caused a misunderstanding with the Chief.
The next moment, Colin knelt halfway and inserted the straight sword in his hand into the ground. An invisible air wall blocked the pouncing little boy.
Derrick saw that the little boy's body was emitting a mixture of black and red light, just like before. This light was hissing and eroding the air wall blocking him.
Colin released his tight grip on the straight sword and slowly stood up. At the same time, he pulled out another straight sword from his back and smeared it with golden-yellow, sunlight-like grease.
Seeing Colin's actions, the little boy's movements became more violent, like a wild beast sensing danger making its final struggle.
Colin pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground, leaving a blurry figure in his original spot.
The next moment, golden-yellow and silver-white light shone, illuminating the entire underground hall. After the little boy Jack let out a mournful scream, all the light quickly disappeared, and dimness once again enveloped the entire altar.
The little boy collapsed to the ground. The human face on his chest and abdomen had disappeared, leaving only an empty cavity where his internal organs could be seen wriggling.
A few meters away, Chief Colin was half-crouching on the ground, holding a straight sword in each hand.
In front of him was a shattered human face.
The organs on this human face twitched as if struck by lightning, then quickly became still and rapidly decayed.
At this moment, Derrick felt invisible, water-wall-like barriers appearing around him, then silently shattering.
He had a feeling that he had left a turbulent river and returned to the shore.
Derrick's heart was filled with joy, and he finally felt relieved. He had finally escaped the cycle of destiny.
He turned his head to look, and the other exploration team members did not show any abnormalities.
Perhaps only when they return to the City of Silver will they discover from the incorrect date that they have lost a period of their lives. Derrick thought silently.
"You just said that there is an Angel of Fate named Ouroboros beside the True Creator?"
Chief Colin had put away the straight swords he held in both hands at some point and walked to Derrick's side, asking in a deep voice.
"Huh?" Derrick was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the Chief suddenly asked this, but he still nodded honestly and said, "Yes, this was a reminder from a gathering member after he learned of my encounter."
"He said that Ouroboros likes to paint, and perhaps I could find some clues from the murals."
"So you just directly chopped at that mural?"
Chief Colin scanned Derrick with a complex gaze, then continued, "Don't be so reckless next time. You should discuss it with me beforehand. Even without the memories of the previous explorations, my experience is enough for me to make the correct judgment."
"I understand, Chief." Derrick nodded slightly with some excitement. He heard a sense of care and trust in the Chief's words.
Colin did not look at Derrick's current expression. He stared solemnly at the True Creator's statue on the altar.
After gazing for a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "In the City of Silver's records, when the 'Lord Who Created Everything, Omnipotent and Omniscient God' gazed upon this world, He was surrounded by many Angels. Among them, the leaders of all Angels, the King of Angels closest to the divine throne, numbered eight."
"Among them, two King of Angels were titled the Angel of Time and the Angel of Fate."
"Angel of Fate?" Derrick was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood with a flash of insight why the Chief's gaze at him had been so strange earlier.
The Chief's low voice came to his ears: "Yes, the Angel of Fate, 'Ouroboros the Tail-Eater'!"
Did the Angel of Fate betray the Creator? Or is the True Creator the Creator after losing many Authorities? No, impossible, the True Creator is an evil god.
Derrick subconsciously rejected the guess that surfaced in his mind. That was what he least wanted to believe, even harder to accept than the Creator abandoning them.
Chief Colin took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze from the True Creator's statue, and said in a calm voice, "Next time, when you participate in the gathering, ask the member who told you about the Angel of Fate for relevant information. You can even ask the one who established contact with you. If you need to pay any price, you can come directly to me."
"I understand, Chief."
Backlund, Cherwood Borough, Minsk Street.
Creak! Leyton's study door was pushed open, and Bugs Bunny led Emlyn, who had a strange expression, inside.
Leyton, who was forced to end his conversation with Sasrir, looked at the Sanguine opposite him with an annoyed expression and said, "How did you know my address?"
Emlyn very familiarly found a chair and sat down, then tilted his head slightly and said with a somewhat arrogant expression, "Shouldn't you be concerned about why I came to see you?"
"Also, you keep so many animals and various spirits in your home. Are you trying to follow our Sanguine Pathway?"
"What, do you want to contribute a Beast Tamer characteristic for me?"
Leyton glanced at the somewhat flamboyant Sanguine, Emlyn, and said.
"Cough, cough…" Emlyn's expression stiffened, and he awkwardly forced a smile to change the subject: "I wanted to ask you, based on your understanding of the 'Fool,' is He really a relatively friendly existence?"
"You still haven't made up your mind!"
Leyton exclaimed with emotion, leaning back against the chair, and chuckled, "Your Ancestor's revelation clearly considers Him a designated ally, and you are that middleman, oh no, middle-ghost."
"It's the noble Sanguine!" Emlyn corrected angrily, then continued the previous topic, his tone barely concealing excitement and apprehension: "You mean, I bear the heavy responsibility of achieving a Concealment alliance between the Ancestor and the The Fool!"
After saying this, Emlyn fell silent, seemingly lost in thought as he entered a new round of struggle and self-persuasion.
However, judging by his appearance, he was not far from praying to the The Fool.
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