Above the Gray Fog, inside the palace supported by countless stone pillars.
"The Sun" Derrick quickly reported his experience to Mr. "Fool."
"Dark Angel" Saslier... The names or titles of these Angel Kings seem to have been drowned in the river of history, almost unknown. If not for Little Sun's discovery in the God-abandoned Land, if not for directly encountering the ancient evil spirit suspected to be the "Red Angel" itself, I wouldn't even know a single Angel King. At most, I've heard of the Amon family, but can't go deeper to the "Blasphemer"... Where is this "Dark Angel" now? Is he still alive? Is he still one of the top members of the "Roses of Redemption"? Klein sighed.
Afraid that Little Sun would ask him various questions about this that he couldn't answer, Klein immediately stopped thinking and leaned back in his chair leisurely:
"Your predicament has been resolved; your companions will find you soon."
As he spoke, he directly cut off the connection, not giving Little Sun any chance to ramble.
As for how Little Sun would explain his abnormality if discovered, Klein simply disdained to remind him to make up a reason.
Isn't it normal to vanish mysteriously and then reappear mysteriously, accompanied by all sorts of strange occurrences?
At this moment, Derrick was very grateful that Mr. "Fool" had not asked him more, because he was afraid that after leaving that different Afternoon Town, he would be exposed to deadly darkness or be targeted by hidden monsters, so he urgently hoped to quickly understand his current situation to make the most effective response. However, if Mr. "Fool" had truly asked questions, he would have carefully and patiently described the relevant situation.
As his consciousness returned to his body, Derrick's senses quickly recovered.
He opened his eyes and saw ahead a candle almost burnt to the end, the wick holding a small flame flickering in the wind.
Then, he discovered that the "Chief" had somehow already stood beside him, tall Heinim and Joshua with red gloves were two steps behind, their faces full of wariness.
How long have they been watching me like this... Although Derrick had already thought of a reason on the Gray Fog, he still felt a little guilty and nervous.
Colin, his face with deep nasolabial folds expressionless, looked at Derrick Berg and asked in his usual voice:
"What happened to you just now?"
Derrick didn't answer immediately; that would make it seem like he had already prepared his story. Following the little trick taught by "The Hanged Man," he deliberately paused for a few seconds and then spoke intermittently, as if recalling and describing:
"I entered this basement, saw an altar, I think it's an altar, tried to decipher the remaining words and symbols, recognized three names, including 'Angel of Fate' Uroboros... At that moment, the light of the lantern suddenly went out. When I looked back, Heinim and Joshua were also gone. I created a light source, went out of the basement to check, and found that outside was the same, the same Afternoon Town, but there, many houses still had candles burning, as if, as if humans still lived there.
"I didn't dare leave this house, went back to the basement, and tried to do what I had done before again. Uh, Chief, in that Afternoon Town, the text on the altar was complete. There were three types: one was Giant language, one was Dragon language, and one I didn't recognize. But the first two expressed the same meaning: the titles and names of three angels, and 'Roses of Redemption'...
"After that, I found myself back here."
Everything he said was the truth, even quite complete; he only concealed the details of how he returned.
Derrick did not expect this to fool the "Chief"; he had already planned to be vague if pressed, pushing the reason to the anomaly he didn't understand or know.
This would definitely make the "Chief" suspicious, but "Mr. Hanged Man" and "Miss Justice" of the "Spectator" pathway both said he wouldn't ask too many questions about similar matters. Showing abnormality would instead make him value me more, seeing me as a pawn to balance Elder Lovia... The outside world is really complicated; I can only truly understand their thinking recently... Derrick couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
——In the City of Silver, which is in a harsh environment where a lack of strength means more danger, there were very few similar incidents in the past. If there were any, they were mostly concentrated within the "Six-Person Council." The first thing other Beyonders learned in patrols and adventures was cooperation.
Colin nodded slightly, walked to the altar, and did all the attempts Derrick had described, but he did not vanish into thin air; he remained standing where he was.
"It seems that the remaining power has fulfilled its mission." This "Demon Hunter" murmured to himself.
I don't even need to make up an excuse... Derrick thought somewhat shamefully.
Colin thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at Derrick:
"What are the titles of Medici and Saslier respectively?"
"Red Angel and Dark Angel." Derrick did not hide it.
Colin nodded slightly as if thinking:
"In those few texts, there is mention of the 'Red Angel,' but no specific name. As for the 'Dark Angel' Saslier, he has completely disappeared in the long river of history."
Derrick was just about to ask which other Angel Kings remained, when he suddenly saw the candlelight at the entrance to the basement dim, as if shadows were pouring in from outside.
"Let's leave here first." The "Demon Hunter" Colin had also sensed it and said cautiously.
Derrick, carrying the "Hurricane Axe," immediately moved closer to Heinim and Joshua to form a battle formation.
However, as soon as he took a step, he found Heinim retreating two meters to the side, while Joshua raised his left palm covered in crimson gloves. The faces of both men were full of undisguised wariness, and their eyes were full of scrutiny.