1213 The Eternally Imperturbable Fog (1/2)
3,722 years… Indeed, they were sent here when the ancient sun god was still alive… With the City of Silver's continued survival in the darkness for more than two thousand years as a reference, Klein easily confirmed the words of Moon City's High Priest.
He nodded slightly and asked, ”Are you guarding this fog to prevent any anomalies from happening to it?”
The High Priest of Moon City, who was wrapped in dark brown beast hide, Nim, shook his head.
”The revelation that the Lord gave us was to guard the area all day. We needed to know if anyone walks out of the fog.”
Walks out of the fog… The ancient sun god had a premonition that a person would walk out of this fog? If the other side of the fog is really the Western Continent, does this mean that there might still be life and civilization in it? When Klein heard this, an indescribable palpitation struck his heart, but he deeply realized a certain reality:
Amon's father—the second Creator—was actually unable to open this grayish-white fog, and even needed to send people here to watch over it!
Is there a specific method needed to pass through this invisible barrier? Uh, Mr. Hanged Man mentioned before that the Queen of Calamity, Cohinem, said that an incantation or command might be needed. Also, the premise is that the Western Continent has already resurfaced… As Klein looked at the High Priest with deep lines on his face, he said without batting an eyelid, ”I believe they have already introduced me to you. I'm a missionary. I have come to this land to spread the light of the Lord.”
The High Priest of Moon City, Nim, maintained his composure and used his gray eyes that were the same color as his long hair to look at Klein.
”Your Excellency, which existence do you believe in?”
Klein instinctively wanted to answer directly, but considering his identity as a missionary that he had set for himself previously, he held back his shame. With the ability of a Clown, he controlled his facial muscles and revealed a slightly fanatical expression.
”Please permit me to introduce you to my Lord, the savior of this land, the great Mr. Fool…”
The Fool… Moon City's High Priest, Nim, and the others didn't expect to hear such a word. For a moment, they found it strange, but for some reason, they felt that there was an infinite philosophy hidden within.
Finally, their attention was focused on the description:
”The savior of this land.”
Nim couldn't help but turn his head to look at A'dal and the rest, observing their radiant faces.
As a Sequence 4 demigod, he knew very well that this was a result of the cleansing of the toxin and corruption accumulated within their bodies. Furthermore, the members of the hunting team had also been given excellent treatment. If he hadn't seen this group of young people grow up and remembered how they looked before the changes, he definitely wouldn't dare to confirm that they were residents of Moon City.
Seeing the High Priest look over, A'dal immediately said excitedly, ”His Excellency Sparrow prayed for a deity's blessing to save us.”
”Yes, we saw light! We felt warmth!” Xin, who was without a nose, added.
After the catharsis, she had unknowingly developed a certain belief towards the Lord that Gehrman Sparrow mentioned.
Compared to the Creator who had never responded to prayers and ignored the suffering that Moon City faced, this existence was more like a deity!
Rus and another member of the hunting team that went back to Moon City to inform the High Priest looked covetously at their former companions. They were both envious and had a yearning for the new life they had obtained.
The High Priest, Nim, retracted his gaze and looked at Gehrman Sparrow, who was wearing strange clothes and a strange hat.
”Is the great Mr. Fool a deity in this world—no, from outside this cursed land?”
Klein nodded solemnly and slowly.
”Yes.”
”Then… what about the great sun god who created everything?” Nim hesitated for a moment before asking the question he desired answers to the most.
Klein changed his tone to that of a charlatan and said, ”The Kings betrayed that existence. Blood, anger, foulness, and shadows began to flow across this land, triggering a huge calamity.”
Nim's pupils dilated slightly, as if he wanted to absorb more light to see the world in front of him.
With great difficulty, he tried his best to suppress something and asked, ”Are you saying that the Lord perished because of this?”
”Not only did 'He' perish, but 'His' flesh and blood were also eaten by the traitors. This piece of land was cursed as a result.” Taking advantage of the fact that he was in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Klein boldly said this.
He didn't deliberately distinguish the Amon brothers from the other six Kings of Angels. He planned on making the residents of Moon City believe that all the Kings of Angels were traitors. This way, they wouldn't be fooled by Amon in the future.
Over the past half a year of traveling and the various experiments he undertook, he was convinced that the Forsaken Land of the Gods really was sealed. Or rather, it was isolated from the outside world. The only point of contact was either the exit of the Giant King's Court, or something at the level of Sefirah Castle. Therefore, using the Staff of the Stars here allowed him to move within the confines of the cursed land. He was unable to head to the scenes in the outside world as outlined in his mind.
In addition, the Box of the Great Old Ones was even suppressed and isolated for its historical projection. The moment the summoning succeeded, the projection would immediately be devoured by the environment. It was completely useless.
This made him suspect that even the third level of the Box of the Great Old Ones was a little dangerous for true deities such as the True Creator.