While the residents of Constanton were shocked by the miracle before their eyes, Klein had already left the city with his suitcase and the "magic mirror" Arrodes.

After making such a big noise, he was afraid that Zaratul would locate his location, so he didn't dare to stay any longer.

With his current level and strength, he was not too afraid of a head-on confrontation with Zaratul, but he did not want to be ambushed. For the Beyonders of the "Fortune Teller" path, being prepared and being unprepared were two completely different things. Once Klein's position was exposed and he did not leave in time, he would be unprepared and face the prepared Zaratul. The result was imaginable: Even if he had become the master of "Source Castle" and had a chance to be resurrected, there was still a considerable risk of complete destruction.

Moreover, he didn't know what state Amon was in now, whether he was still being chased by the "True Creator", and whether it was possible that the "True Creator" would suddenly appear beside him and "steal" everything away.

With this idea in mind, Klein set out on his journey again.

…………

In the basement of a house in South Wales.

The few Sequence 7 Beyonders currently in the Abraham family gathered here as agreed.

"...This is what happened." Dorian Gray described the words of Mr. Door that his student Fors had told him. "Years of exile and sealing have driven the First Ancestor insane. He can only regain consciousness occasionally. Even if he talks to Him directly, he still has to endure the maliciousness that pollutes his mind."

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked like a university professor sighed and said:

"So that's how it is..."

There was a hint of relief in his expression, as if he had finally admitted that the family curse came from the ancestor's cry for help.

After a pause of one second, the man said resolutely:

"We have to find a way to help the First Ancestor escape. Only in this way can the curse on us be completely removed."

"Verdu, are you crazy? Letting a crazy angel king return will destroy the entire family!" Dorian couldn't help but scold him.

The man named Verdu glanced at the other family members and said with a gloomy face:

“So, we must get the First Ancestor back to the real world as soon as possible while he is still partially conscious!

“Once he is freed from the state of exile and sealing, he will surely gradually regain his sanity if he still has enough anchors.

"Dorian, you have fallen! You no longer think about restoring the glory of your family and returning us to the top of the North and South Continents. You only hope to live a stable but mediocre life! Moreover, are you sure that Mr. Fool will always provide you with protection? Maybe one day, He will be like the Seven Gods and no longer respond to most prayers."

Dorian was silent for several seconds and said:

"But the risk here is definitely lower than helping the First Ancestor out of trouble. Ever since I believed in Mr. Fool and prayed to him devoutly, I haven't been affected by the Full Moon Whispering for many months. If I wasn't so young, I would have the confidence to take the potion and become a Sequence 6 Recorder.

“And even if that’s the case, if I’m given some more time, I’ll still have a good chance of getting promoted.

"People like me who are over a certain age can do it. Our next generation and the next generation will definitely be able to break free of their original limitations and have the opportunity to open the door to demigods and half-gods."

Hearing Dorian's words, the two men and two women other than Verdu nodded slightly in agreement.

They have converted some of their descendants to Mr. Fool, and after several months of observation, they have confirmed that it is really effective, and are planning to start praying to Mr. Fool themselves.

Seeing that Verdu's face was not very good, Dorian slowed down his tone and said:

"More importantly, we don't have the strength to complete the ritual right now. Demigods of any path are not easy to deal with. Among them, the demigods corresponding to the 'diviners' and 'thieves' are known for their cunning, strangeness, and danger. Even if we are willing to sacrifice ourselves and use the '0' level seal, it will be difficult to catch them."

Verdu pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and exhaled slowly:

"I won't stop you from converting to The Fool. If you can ask that being for help and help the First Ancestor out of trouble, that would be the best development. But before that, I will do my best to prepare the ceremony. Dorian, you must remember that the bloodline and glory of Abraham's family all come from the First Ancestor. Without Him, there would be no us.

"If this matter requires a sacrifice, it will be me."

After saying that, he stood up, put on his top hat, and walked towards the exit of the basement.

Dorian watched him leave, and after a long while he sighed:

"Verdu has been studying various mystical materials, hoping to find a way to completely resolve the family curse. I think this persistence has been integrated into his blood..."

The other members of the Abraham family nodded one after another:

"Once he is sure that he cannot complete the ritual, he will probably give up..."

They also secretly hoped that Verdu could succeed, but they felt that it was almost impossible.

…………

The Blue Mountain Island where Bayam, the "City of Generosity", was located was originally a private port of the rebels.

A group of workers who had just finished laying gas pipelines were looking for a place to rest, waiting for the carriage sent by the "Sea God" Church to take them back to Bayam, when they saw the "half-giants" who were said to be from the northern island of Feysac carrying heavy gray-white stones, walking over, step by step.

These workers had participated in the construction of ports, churches and art galleries, and knew how heavy the gray-white stone was.

They remembered that it was very difficult for people to move similar stones with the help of logs, horses and machines, but the "half-giants" here could do it as easily as holding toys.

Such power is simply exaggerated to the extreme.

Derrick saw that the town's outer walls and some buildings had been initially built thanks to the efforts of the Silver City Pathfinder Team, so he nodded and said to Candice and Liaval:

"It's time to return to Silver City and tell the Chief and the others about the situation here."

None of the members of the Silver City Pathfinder Team objected, and they all excitedly agreed with Elder Derrick's decision.

Although they have not been here for too long, they have already fallen deeply in love with their new "hometown", the warmth under the sunshine and the tranquility under the red moon. They can't wait to let their relatives and friends experience and enjoy it.

Seeing this, Derrick subconsciously straightened his back. He controlled himself and did not let a smile appear. He said to Candice calmly:

"You come back with me to Silver City and tell the chief and other elders of the Six-Man Council about the situation here.

"Well, Jinorde, you come too, Liaval, you are responsible for maintaining order here."

He was worried that he alone would not be able to gain the trust of the current chief, White Hillmon, and others, so he brought two more companions with him.

After explaining the relevant matters, Derrick led Candice and Jinord to a secluded place in the New Silver City. He lowered his head, clasped his hands, prayed to Mr. Fool, and made a wish to return to the Silver City immediately.

In silence, the scene around them first became blurred, then stretched, and then stabilized and quickly became clear.

A city wall with hair-like weeds fluttering in the wind appeared before their eyes.

In just a few seconds, Derrick and his two subordinates returned to the gate of Silver City.

"...This is a miracle..." Candice rubbed her eyes with her free hand and exclaimed sincerely.

She had imagined many ways to return to the City of Silver, but she had never thought of returning directly like this.

To her, this was a miracle bestowed by God.

Ginold shook the glass lantern in his hand and muttered without thinking:

"This is much brighter than the animal skin lantern..."

Before he finished speaking, he came to his senses and smiled purely without a trace of gloom.

This time, they will be the messengers of dawn who lead the residents of Silver City out of the God-forsaken Land.

Derrick breathed a sigh of relief and said while maintaining a serious appearance:

"We will immediately go to the Chief and arrange for everyone to prepare for the relocation."

He had heard Mr. Hanged Man talk about many things that were just one step away from success, and he didn't want Silver City to have a similar ending.

Therefore, we must hurry up and handle the following matters as soon as possible.

As they passed through the gate, the Silver City residents on guard looked at the three pathfinders curiously, and saw hope in their ruddy and glowing faces.

"Haven't Liaval and the others come back yet?" someone asked worriedly, fearing that the other members of the exploration team had died.

Derrick responded simply:

“They stayed in the outside world and built temporary camps.”

The guards did not ask any further questions, fearing that they would delay the process, and they just watched Derrick and the others head towards the Twin Towers.

Not long after, Derrick, Candice, and Genold met Chief White Hillmon and the other members of the "Six-Man Council" and described the key points of their team's experiences in the outside world.

At the end of the report, they also took out pocket watches, music boxes and other exquisite mechanical creations as evidence.

With a dark green symbol tattooed on his head, Weite Hillmon, who was over two and a half meters tall, looked at the other six members of the Council of Six, except Derrick, and sighed:

"Your experience is like a beautiful dream. No, I can't even dream of such a scene."

After saying this, he said with a serious expression:

"Has the dungeon to store the seal been built?"

"This is the first building we completed." Derrick gave a very certain answer.

Waite nodded slightly and immediately issued an order:

“Have everyone bring the necessary items and gather at the training ground.

"To prevent any accidents, we prayed directly to Mr. Fool and asked him to transfer us there."

At this point, Waite thought for a moment and said:

“Mr. Fool has sent down an oracle before, asking us to wait for another three hours for the ancient survivors from Moon City to join us. However, this does not affect our preparations in advance.

"Also, tell everyone that the living environment in Yuecheng is difficult, and many people have become deformed. You need to look at them with a normal eye."

Although the people of Silver City eat black-faced grass as their staple food, they still eat the flesh and blood of monsters from time to time to replenish their strength, which occasionally causes deformed children to be born among them. Therefore, everyone is not unfamiliar or surprised by this phenomenon.

"Okay!" The other members of the "Six-member Council" responded without hesitation, with uncontrollable excitement on their faces.

This time, they no longer just saw the dawn, they were welcoming the day.