He lowered his head, rushed forward, raised his straight sword high, and stabbed it heavily.

ah! With a scream of pain, blood splashed out, onto Derrick's face, and into his eyes.

His vision was bright red, he drew his straight sword, and plunged into the coffin next to him.

The sharp metal pierced through the flesh, Derrick let go of his hand, and stood up staggeringly.

He didn't go to look at the situation inside the two coffins, he stumbled out of the mortuary hall as if being chased by an evil spirit, his hands were clenched tightly, his teeth were biting fiercely, the blood on his face was washed away There were faint traces.

"Hey..." The old man who watched all this sighed.

Stone pillars were erected on the streets of the City of Silver, and lanterns were hung above the stone pillars, and unburned candles were placed inside the lanterns.

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

Relying on the light of lightning, the citizens of the City of Silver travel on dark roads, and the few hours when the lightning subsides every day are considered by them to be the real night in the legend. At this time, candles are needed to illuminate the city , dispel the darkness, and guard against monsters.

Derrick walked through the street with his eyes straight, without thinking about his destination at all, but as he walked, he found that he had returned to the door of his house.

He took out the key, unlocked the padlock, and pushed the door. He saw everything he was familiar with, but he didn't hear his mother's concerned voice, nor did he encounter his father's scolding for running around. The room was empty and deserted.

Derrick gritted his teeth again, quickly returned to his room, and searched again to find the crystal ball that his father said was a long-destroyed city-state used to sacrifice to the gods.

He knelt down, facing the crystal ball, begged without hope, and begged in pain: "Great god, please turn your eyes to this place that was abandoned by you."

"Great god, please let us people of darkness get rid of the curse of fate."

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

...

Over and over again, just when he was completely desperate and wanted to stand up, he saw a crimson light erupting from the pure crystal ball.

The light was like flowing water, instantly submerging Derrick.

When he initially regained consciousness, he found that he was standing in a majestic palace supported by huge stone pillars. In front of him was an ancient and mottled bronze long table, and on the opposite side of the long table was a figure shrouded in thick gray mist.

In addition, the surroundings are empty, misty, and empty, and the bottom is filled with an invisible gray-white mist and unreal crimson light spots.

A flame called hope was ignited in Derrick's heart. He looked at the figure on the seat in front of him blankly and doubtfully and said, "You, are you a god?"

After asking, he suddenly remembered a sentence in the general education book of the City of Silver, and quickly lowered his head.

The words are: "Don't look directly at God!"

Klein leaned back, crossed his hands, and replied in the giant language leisurely and relaxedly: "I'm not a god, I'm just a fool who is interested in a long history."

Having already tapped his left tooth twice, he found that the surface layer of the astral body deep in the etheric body of the boy in front of him was mottled and not uniform.

This shows that the other party is not a Extraordinary yet.

The Fool... Derrick chewed on this word, and after a long silence, he said with difficulty: "Whether you are a god or a fool, my prayer will not change. I hope that everyone in the City of Silver will get rid of the curse of fate, and I hope that you will appear in the sky. , the sun described in those books appears, if, if possible, I also hope that my parents can be resurrected."

Hey, I'm not a wishing machine... Klein let go of his hands and said with a smile, "Why should I help you?"

Derrick was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he said: "I will dedicate my soul, and I will use my blood to please you."

"I'm not interested in the blood and souls of mortals." Klein smiled and shook his head, watching the young man's emotions turn into despair. JrNovels.com