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Chapter 82: Hope of Silver City
The place abandoned by God, Silver City.

The dim animal skin lantern illuminated the dead silent night, and the dim light reflected Derrick's complex face.

His eyes were solemn and his hands were clenched involuntarily, as if he had made some major decision.

"This sacrificial ceremony almost used up half of Silver City's reserve materials. If it doesn't work, many people will die when night falls."

Lovia spoke coldly, and this cold warning doubled the pressure on Derrick.

This is the end of the Sonia Sea, a continent evolved from Europe and West Asia. It was once the East Continent, which was separated from the North and South Continents after the "Great Cataclysm".

There is no sun, no moon, no stars, only eternal darkness.

The only normal way in and out is the Giant King's Court, which was turned into ruins by the war between gods.

But unfortunately, the danger level there cannot be made up even if the lives of all the people in Silver City were used.

This is the place where the ancient sun god fell. There is still some divine power left here, which breeds countless dangers in the dark night.

The power of shadow, darkness, corruption, filth and mutation polluted this land. The survivors struggled to survive and eventually gathered into cities, but only a few survived.

After the Tarot Club ended, Klein talked to Derrick alone and expressed their willingness to help Silver City out of its predicament.

All they need to do is perform a sacrificial ceremony as an anchor point.

The true body of the Creator is in the Holy Mountain in the God-forsaken Land. He needs to go back and pull the true body back from its madness.
A sober and real creator will undoubtedly be a huge help to them, and can also help Little Sun solve his mental problems. This is a win-win situation.

But for Silver City, this is a huge gamble. In a harsh environment like the God-Forsaken Land, the scarcity of resources means a reduction in life.

What's more, the god they were worshipping was an unfamiliar one, which was a challenge for them as they had believed in the Creator for generations, but they really had no other choice.

Derrick obviously didn't think too much about it. With a happy face, he hurriedly found the group of six and told them the good news.

The repeated questioning from the six-member group made him fall into a state of tangled thinking. This simple little sun was just a young boy with a strong sense of responsibility.

"No need to say more, Lovia."

A rough and harsh voice interrupted Derrick's thoughts. He followed the direction of the voice and saw Colin Iliad's weathered eyes. They were like the light he had seen countless times before, like a candlelight in the night in the vast wilderness.

"We don't have many choices now, do we?" He patted Lovia's shoulder with his broad palm, and enlightened her in a self-deprecating manner.

"Besides, I am willing to trust Derrick. He is a good boy."

A glimmer of hope actually appeared in those sharp and frosted eyes. That was the most precious light in the darkness. It was precisely because of hope that the Silver City survived in the darkness.

White Hillmon and the other six council members also spoke up, expressing their willingness to try Derrick's method.

Luo Weiya's eyes flickered, and she finally nodded in agreement.

Derrick's eyes were slightly red, and he opened and closed his mouth several times, making choking sounds, but he couldn't utter any words. His tall and strong body bent toward Colin and the other six. The tongue-tied child didn't know how to thank the elders for their trust, so he could only bow heavily.

"Go and get ready. You are the priest who will preside over the sacrifice."

Colin, who was much taller than Derrick, walked up to him and patted his shoulders with both hands. The rough lines and deep scars on his hands represented the glory of this demon hunter.

Then came Weite Hillmon, Harvick
Finally, it was Lovia. She looked up at Derrick, her dark grey eyes filled with a soul-piercing indifference and a deep sadness.

“You should have come earlier”

With a barely perceptible sigh, she turned and walked towards the council, leaving behind a somewhat nervous Derrick. Eh? Haven't I been in Silver City the whole time?

Derrick was stunned for a moment, then realized that Elder Lovia must be talking about Mr. Fool.

His eyes flickered as he remembered something about the elder.

It is said that Elder Lovia's husband died during an exploration of the temple ruins, and among the people who traveled with him, only Lovia returned safely.

There is a rumor that Lovia ate her husband herself and only then did she come back alive.

Elder Lovia, have you really betrayed the City of Silver?

Little Sun looked at her back with confused eyes, his mind in a mess.

Ugh.
He sighed softly, shook his head, and watched the six people go away.

He turned around and started making his own preparations.

It was impossible to tell whether it was day or night, as only the slowly burning candles illuminated the Silver City.

Everyone in Silver City stood solemnly in the large square in the center of the city. They used powder crushed from special plants and mixed with monster blood to draw rituals all over the square, and all kinds of mysterious patterns and words were outlined.

There is a bonfire burning in each of the eight directions. People around the bonfire visualize things that represent light in their minds.

And Derrick himself was at the center, holding a blazing torch and chanting Lu Heng's honorable name loudly -

You are the light that illuminates the heavens and time, the holy light that purifies all pollution, the torch that guides the way forward for countless worlds, you are hope, miracle, all salvation, the measure of the existence of all things, the Lord of billions of brilliance.

"Buzz!"

Like the sound of something being awakened.

In an instant, countless clusters of flames changed into various colors, covering the entire Silver City in light.

Pure sublimation and purification began to spread, and the milky white light like a stream shone through everyone.

The God-forsaken Land was filled with strong pollution and filth, and the same was true for the residents of Silver City who had lived here for a long time. Black, twisting, worm-like smoke constantly seeped out of their bodies, drifting towards the fire beside them, and was used as fuel, rising up even more violently.

Colin Iliad's eyes were already filled with tears. He reached up with both hands, trying to hold on to the light before his eyes. The witcher's eye sockets were stung by the light, but he was still reluctant to blink. He was really afraid that all this was just a dream.

Some people finally couldn't hold back their hot tears and began to sob, some breathed heavily with obsessed eyes, and some stood there in a daze, as if they hadn't reacted yet.

Lovia stood there blankly, twisted and deformed black smoke struggling out from above her head. It was the heaviest pollution for everyone present. There were heavy whispers echoing in it, but they were soon illuminated and dissipated by the light.

She slowly caught the scattered light with her hands, which was empty yet as warm as a candle.

“This is light!”

This is the City of Silver, the light that the entire God-forsaken Land has been longing for for thousands of years.

Lovia slowly squatted down, hugging her shoulders with both hands. Her eyes had turned red, and drops of water turned into heavy rain and fell wantonly on her face. She opened her dry throat, wanting to howl loudly, but no sound came out.

Her stiff face had long been dry, and even her tears were expressionless. I didn’t, I didn’t betray the City of Silver.

(End of this chapter)