Dak? Derrick's mind suddenly popped up the image of the other party:

He is of medium height and slightly plump, known for his strength. He is an optimistic and cheerful boy with a bright smile. He is a general education classmate and a teammate in the patrol team.

But after returning from exploring the half-destroyed temple of the "Fallen Creator", he became deep and just smiled at everyone.

When Derrick recalled the changes in Dark Riggins, he shuddered and felt a chill all over his body.

Why did he come to see me all of a sudden? I just got out of quarantine, shouldn't I go home? A moment later, many questions popped up in Derrick's mind.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility:

"Elder Lovia knew that I suspected that something had happened to them, so she sent Dake to deal with me?"

Derrick was startled at first, filled with fear, but then he felt that this might not be a bad thing:

Mr. Hanged Man said, "If there is no suitable audience who can testify for you, you might as well use the Beyonder who is monitoring you." And now, the monitor is in that corner. If Dark suddenly attacks me, it will definitely expose the fact that there is something wrong with them!

This way, even without using Mr. World's item, things can still go smoothly!

Huh, Derrick turned his head and looked out the window.

At this moment, the frequency of lightning has dropped to the lowest level, with only one lightning bolt streaking across the sky every one or two minutes, lighting up the sky. The entire world and the entire Silver City are in deep darkness most of the time.

If he was alone at home, Derrick would not dig out a candle and light it. He would rather lie quietly in bed, thinking about all kinds of things.

Of course, he knew that this was actually quite dangerous. If there was no light to dispel the darkness, monsters might suddenly appear even inside the City of Silver. However, Derrick himself was a "man who prayed for light" and had a certain light attribute, so he didn't need to be too afraid of such things happening.

Knock, knock, knock! Dake knocked on the door three more times, as if urging his master.

He wasn't like this before, he was very polite... Derrick suddenly felt a strong sense of sadness.

He took out a candle from the wooden box, placed it in the middle of the table, then rubbed his fingers together to create a golden flame.

That flame lit the candles, filling the room with a dim but warm glow, accompanied by a hint of pungent fragrance.

The candles in the City of Silver are mainly made from oil extracted from monsters, and have different flavors depending on their sources.

Taking a deep breath, Derrick walked to the door with strong vigilance and opened it.

"Why are you so slow?" Dak asked with a smile.

“Find a candle,” Derrick responded.

He didn't dare turn his back to the other person, so he walked side by side with his classmate and teammate back to the table and sat down.

"Would you like some freshly dried dum fruit?" Dak took out a small cloth bag from his waist and asked with a smile.

Dumu Fruit is one of the rarest snacks in Silver City. It comes from a plant called "Dum Blood Vine". This creature does not require sunlight and grows by absorbing nutrients from rotting corpses. It has a certain tendency to attack and is a relatively common weak monster.

Each "Doom Blood Vine" will produce many thumb-sized black fruits, which can be eaten directly, are crispy and fragrant, but they cannot fill the human stomach or provide necessary supplements. They can only be used as daily entertainment, and the merits gained from a patrol can be exchanged for several large bags.

“No, no need.” Derrick shook his head cautiously.

"Okay." Dak poured out a bunch of black fruits from the small cloth bag, picked up one, put it in his mouth, and bit it with a crunching sound.

Derrick thought about it and asked:

"Did you encounter any monsters in the underground part of that temple?"

Dak stopped chewing and replied with a smile:

"There were quite a few, but they were not very powerful. We easily eliminated them. That place was destroyed a long time ago, and the powerful monsters should have left long ago."

He paused for a second, curled his lips and said:

“We found some peculiar plants at the bottom of the temple. They looked like the mushrooms mentioned in the general education class. They were very bright and appetizing.

"It has been confirmed that they can be eaten directly, and can improve spirituality and strengthen the body. If they are paired with roasted monsters, they will emit an unimaginable fragrance."

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized mushroom-shaped object from another small cloth bag. The handle was as white as jade, the cap was bright red and crystal clear, and was dotted with dark golden spots.

Just seeing the plant, Derrick couldn't help swallowing, as if he had been hungry for several days.

Under the dim candlelight, the beautiful mushroom-shaped thing exudes an alluring color all the time, which arouses appetite and makes it difficult to resist.

"Here's one for you," Dark smiled warmly.

“Okay, okay…” Derrick almost took action on the spot and directly picked up the mushroom-shaped plant and stuffed it into his mouth, but he finally endured it and reluctantly opened his mouth and said, “I’ll try it tomorrow.”

Without saying anything, Dake pushed the "mushroom" in front of Derrick and continued to snap the dum fruit.

Derrick took great effort to move his eyes away from the "mushroom" and asked with difficulty:

"Did you find anything during this exploration?"

"Yes!" Dak stopped eating snacks, holding a black Dumu fruit, and answered very seriously, "We found many murals, coherent murals. Do you remember the statue in the temple?"

“Yeah.” Derrick glanced at the “mushroom” and nodded. “It’s a huge cross with a naked man hanging upside down nailed to it. There’s also a lot of blood smeared on its surface.”

Dak turned the Dumu fruit in his hand and said:

"The newly discovered murals tell us that the builders of the temple believed that the statue represented the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God. They believed that the Lord did not abandon this land, but took on most of our sins when the catastrophe came. So the statue changed from standing upright to hanging upside down, from walking freely to being nailed to the cross, and shed blood for us.

"God's grace is as vast as the sea. We are not abandoned people, but rather the favored ones. Without the Lord bearing our sins and shedding our blood, the City of Silver would have been destroyed long ago, and humanity would have ceased to exist long ago!"

However, in the outside world, in the Kingdom of Loen where Mr. The Hanged Man and Miss Justice live, there is no curse at all, no extreme darkness, and no monsters in the depths of darkness... We are not the ones who are favored... Derrick silently refuted in his heart.

"If that's true, we only need to change some of the symbols and corresponding honorific names during the sacrifice, and we can regain the Lord's response..." Dak described the murals at the bottom of the temple and talked about his speculations, and Derrick found it increasingly difficult to resist the temptation of the "mushroom".

No, you can't eat it! If you eat it, you might be like Dak and the others, completely contaminated by the "Fallen Creator" and become a fanatical believer... Even if there are monitors, they won't find the problem... Derrick was panicked and felt that he had to do something to get out of his current situation.

Drive away Dake and return the "mushroom" to him? However, this would be like giving up the opportunity... the opportunity... Derrick's eyes subconsciously turned to the quietly burning yellow candlelight.

"I'll go get you a glass of water." He quickly went over the plan he had discussed with Mr. "The Hanged Man" in his mind and stood up calmly.

Dark nodded and threw the thumb-sized black Dumu fruit in his hand into his mouth, with a crisp sound of "pop" echoing back.

As Derrick poured the water, he deliberately slowed down his movements, lowered his head, and recited Mr. Fool's name, and said at the end:

"Your faithful servant begs your gaze;"

"I pray that you will accept his offering;"

“Please open the gates of your kingdom.”

Woo!

A strong wind suddenly blew in the room, and the power of nature produced obvious fluctuations under the influence of the spell.

At the same time, Dak, who had just picked up a black Dum Fruit, suddenly raised his head and looked at Derrick who was standing sideways to him:

"What happened?"

Derrick did not answer. He held down the Hurricane Axe with one hand and reached into his secret pocket with the other, removing the spiritual wall on the outer layer of the iron box. The faint mumbling and the feeling of evil and depravity began to emanate faintly.

Derrick looked at Dak with extreme caution, only to see that the expression of his classmate and teammate suddenly turned gloomy, and there was a hint of red in his blue eyes!

The Dumu fruit in his hand strangely lost its dark appearance and took on a slightly pale flesh color.

That was not a dum fruit, it was a piece of finger, a bloody finger, a human finger!

The pile of dum fruit on the table are actually human fingers!

The bright "mushroom" has also changed its appearance. It is no longer so beautiful, and no longer exudes the appetizing luster. It is now a layer of blood-stained scalp with short black hair!

Dak stared at Derrick, opened his mouth, and said in a cold and erratic voice:

"What are you doing……"

…………

Backlund, 15 Minsk Street.

Klein, who had already crawled into bed and was in a warm world, heard a voice that seemed to come from the little "sun" praying. He struggled to get up, created a spiritual wall, and then walked four steps backwards to enter the gray fog.

Sitting in the seat belonging to the Fool, he did not rush to examine the little "Sun"'s request, but let the "Black Emperor" cards, cut paper figures and other items be neatly placed on the long bronze table in front of him.

According to the idea of ​​"The Hanged Man", the scene where the "Sun" stimulates the mutations of the members of the exploration team will be in a sacrificial ceremony. In this way, when things are over, it will be quite easy to make the object borrowed by "The World" disappear from the scene, leaving no evidence, and then all the problems can be pushed to Amon!

Mr. Fool Klein readily agreed to Little Sun's request to simplify the ritual and only perform the key steps.

At this point, he waited for the preliminary part of the ritual to be completed so that he could respond.