Lord of the Mysteries

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Silver City, the mortuary hall.

Dairik stood in front of the steps, his eyes staring red and looking at the parents lying in the two coffins.

On the slate in front of him was a silver straight simple sword, which shook the straight sword that shook slightly in the thunder of the house.

The Burg couple in the coffin have not really died. They try to squint their eyes, sometimes violently and vigorously gasping, but in some people's eyes, their brilliance of life can no longer be contained, and it is difficult to reverse.

"Dyrick, let's do it!" An old man in a black robe and a hard cane looked at the boy whose face was almost distorted, and said in a deep voice.

"No, no, no!" Dairik, who has brown hair, shook her head continuously, and stepped back every time she said a word. At the end, it was a scream of tearing the heart and splitting the lungs.

Boom!

The old man slammed his cane:

"Do you want people in the city to be buried for your parents?"

"You should be very clear that we are the dark people abandoned by God. We can only live in this cursed place. All the dead will become horrible evil spirits. No matter what method is used, it is difficult to reverse, except The same **** people end their lives!"

“Why? Why?” Dairik shook his head in desperation and asked, “Why are our people in the Silver City who were destined to kill their mothers when they were born...”

The old man closed his eyes and seemed to remember what he had experienced in the past: "...this is our fate, this is the curse we bear, this is the will of God..."

"Pull your sword, Dairik, this is respect for your parents."

"After that, when you calm down, you can try to be a blood soldier."

Berg in the coffin wants to open his mouth, but after a few undulations of the chest, he can only make a sound of the lotus.

Deric struggled hard and returned to the side of the silver straight sword, trembled and extended his right hand.

The cold touch was introduced into his brain, reminding him of the blood ice that his father brought back when he was out hunting. Only the size of the palm would cool the room for several days.

His eyes flashed through the stern father who taught the swordsmanship, flashed his father who patted his back dust, and flashed the gentle mother who sewed the clothes, flashing the face of the mutant monster, in front of himself. Brave mother, flashing a family around, swaying candlelight, sharing food pictures...

Uh... a voice in his throat that was suppressed to the extreme, low to the extreme, and his right hand slammed hard and pulled up the straight sword.

Hey!

He buried his head, rushed to the front, raised his straight sword and tied it heavily.

what! In a painful scream, blood spilled out and splashed on Deric's face, splashing into his eyes.

He looked bright red in the line of sight, pulled up the straight sword, and plunged into the coffin next to him.

The sharp metal penetrated the body, and Dairik let out his hand and staggered to stand up.

He did not go to the situation in the two coffins, as if he was chased by the evil spirits and stumbled out of the morgue hall. His hands were tightly held, his teeth were biting, and the blood on his face was rushed. There was a faint trace.

"Oh..." The old man who looked at all of this sighed.

There is a stone pillar standing on the street of the Silver City. There are lanterns hanging above the stone pillars. There are unburned candles in the lanterns.

There is no sun, no moon, no stars, only the constant darkness and the lightning that tears everything.

By the light of lightning, the people of the Silver City traveled to the dim road, and the hours when the lightning subsided every day were considered by them to be the true night of the legend. At this time, candles were needed to illuminate the city. , dispel the darkness, alert the monsters.

Dairik’s eyes went straight through the street, and he didn’t even think about where the destination was, but he walked around and found himself returning to his doorstep.

Pulling out the key, unlocking the padlock, pushing the door, he saw everything familiar, but did not hear the mother's concern, nor did he encounter the father's scolding for him. The house was empty and deserted.

Dairik once again clenched his teeth and hurried back to his room, looking again at the crystal ball that the father said was a long-destroyed city-state to worship the gods.

He squatted down, facing the crystal ball, praying without any hope, praying painfully:

"Great gods, please revisit your eyes to this abandoned place."

"Great God, please let us the dark people get rid of the curse of fate."

"I am willing to dedicate my life to you and please you with my blood."

......

Over and over again, just as he was completely desperate and wanted to stand up, he saw a deep red glow in the pure crystal ball.

It was like running water, and it drowned Dairik in an instant.

When he finally recovered his consciousness, he found himself standing in a palace with a huge pillar of stone. In front of it was an old and mottled bronze long table. On the opposite side of the long table was a figure full of fog and fog.

In addition, surrounded by nothingness, ethereal, empty, the bottom is filled with invisible gray fog and an unreal dark red spot.

At the bottom of Delick’s heart, there was a flame named Hope, which was ignited. He looked at the shadow of the seat on the front with a puzzled look:

"You, are you a god?"

After the question, he remembered a word in the book of the silver city general knowledge, and quickly lowered his head.

That sentence is:

"Do not look directly at God!"

Klein leaned back and held his hands crossed, replied leisurely and easily in Giant's words:

"I am not a god, I am just a fool who is interested in a long history."

He had already scorned the left side of the tooth twice. He found the surface of the star body of the etheric body in front of the boy. The color was mottled and there was no unity.

This shows that the other party is not an extraordinary person.

Fool... Dairik chewed the word, and it’s hard to say for a long time:

"Whether you are a **** or a fool, my prayers don't change. I hope everyone in the Silver City will get rid of the curse of fate, hope that the sky will appear, and the sun described in those books will appear. If, if I can, I hope. My parents can be resurrected."

Hello, I am not a wishing machine... Kline loosened his hands and smiled:

"Why should I help you?"

Dairik slammed for a long time:

"I will dedicate my soul, I will please you with my blood."

"I have no interest in the blood and soul of mortals." Klein smiled and shook his head, watching the youthful emotions in front of him become a desperate color.

Waiting for the other party to speak again, he said leisurely:

"But I can give you a chance."

"I am a fool who likes to exchange for the same price. You can get everything you can get from me, from other people like you, and pay attention to it. It must be worth..."

"This can make you stronger. Maybe one day, you can rely on yourself, let the silver city get rid of the curse, let the sky reappear too. According to the other party's description, he has a certain grasp of Silver City. In the so-called land of God.

Of course, he is still unable to determine 100% for the time being. After all, according to religious records, the state of the sky without the sun still exists in the First Age, the chaotic era. After all, no one knows whether there is a land of God but a North continent. A strange place that the nations do not know.

Dairik listened quietly, bowed his head in silence, and replied after a while:

“I want to be a 'sun' and want to get the initial recipe of the potion from you.”

Sequence, potion, "the sun"... The sequence of the eternal pilgrimage church... It seems that it is indeed in the same world...

The word sequence was born after the birth of the first slate, the end of the Dark Ages of the Second Age... In other words, if the Silver City is really "the land of God," it means that the area is at least The end of the Second Age was separated from the North and South continents...

Will this be related to the catastrophe of the Tertiary? Legend has it that the goddess of the night, the goddess of the earth, the **** of war, and the Lord of the Storm, the eternal sun, the **** of knowledge and wisdom, bless the catastrophe that humans have weathered... Klein got a lot of information from the other's words.

However, he listened very hard and organized the language more hard, because the giant language is not so skilled.

Fortunately, Guvsak is directly derived from the Giant language, and in this respect, Klein is barely an expert, so he is progressing fast in the mastery of the Giants, and now it is not exposed.

Klein kept his posture and replied plainly:

"This transaction can be placed next. In the next two days, you'd better not go out, try not to stay in the same room with others."

He didn't know what the time unit of Baiyincheng was. It was even more unclear how this was converted to the time of the Northern Kingdom's Lun Kingdom. He had to express it in a general way as tomorrow. After the Tarot party, he told the other party, and at this point in time, This one……

As for the "day" unit, because there is a giant language, Klein thinks that even if Silver City does not use it to count, the other party should understand what it means.

"...OK, obey your instructions." Dairik replied, no objection.

Klein secretly sighed and tapped his fingers to the table:

"Before sending you back, let us finish the equivalent exchange just now, I gave you a strong opportunity, you have to pay the corresponding price."

"I said that I am a fool who loves a long history. The exchange I am asking for is the history of the city of silver, what you know."

Dairik thought for a moment, and the voice replied in a low voice:

"I will describe it truthfully."

"From the creation of the Lord, the omnipotent God, and the abandonment of this land, the city of silver already exists. No, before that, it exists, but it is also called the country of silver."