Outside the Giant King's Court in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Sun Derrick led the exploration team through the open gate and arrived at the coast shrouded in the twilight glow.
The members of the City of Silver exploration team, seeing such a scene for the first time, clearly looked stunned, becoming surprised and excited.
Among the exploration team, a member about 2.4 meters tall, carrying a large silver straight sword on his back, looked at Derrick with some curiosity and asked, "Elder Berg, when do we start exploring this, uh, sea? It's called the sea, right?"
Derrick shook his head, explaining as calmly as possible, "Wait a little longer. This sea is very dangerous, and we don't understand it at all. There's no need to risk exploring it."
As he spoke, he once again looked out at the sea, spending time in meditation.
As an Unshadowed, being enveloped by light made his spirituality more peaceful and closer to nature.
Not long after, his spiritual intuition was suddenly triggered. He opened his eyes and looked ahead, a familiar, somewhat short figure outlined itself before him.
"Mr. Sparrow." In his excitement, Derrick almost blurted out "Mr. World." He paused, changed his words, and looked at Klein with some anticipation.
Klein maintained Gehrman Sparrow's usual indifference, nodded slightly, and said, "Come closer. I'll take you directly out of here. The sea ahead is too dangerous for you."
"Alright." Derrick nodded heavily, signaling for all the exploration team members to gather close to him.
After a slight nod, Klein turned his body, clasped his hands together before his mouth and nose, closed his eyes, appearing to be in deep prayer.
Through the Worms of Spirit he had left on the Gray Fog in advance, he easily allowed his consciousness to return to the Gray Fog.
Before coming over, he had already observed the surroundings with his true Vision to confirm there were no Amon's avatars, but to be safe, he still raised his vision and observed the surroundings again.
At the same time, the black velvet curtain transformed into a layer of pitch-black cloak, draped over him. Utilizing the special properties of the Gray Fog, he could temporarily use this characteristic, allowing him to briefly gain the abilities of an Attendant of Mysteries.
After confirming the surroundings were safe, he picked up the Outer Deity's Box on the table, leveraging the power of the Door Pathway on the Gray Fog to replace the location of the City of Silver exploration team with the Spirit World outside the Sea of Ruins.
Then, relying on the ability of grafting, he cleverly connected the Spirit World location of the City of Silver exploration team with the primeval forest that Anderson had prepared on the Rorsted Archipelago for the residents of the City of Silver and Moon City.
Derrick and the exploration team members behind him only felt a blur before their eyes, as layers of rich color blocks surged out and quickly disappeared. When they regained their senses, the surroundings had already transformed into a leveled ground that appeared to have been cleared, with dense jungle all around.
It should be a jungle, right? The general knowledge textbook and Chariot's description were like this. Derrick muttered to himself, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly ringing in his ears:
"Cough cough, everyone, it's time to snap out of it. There's not much scenery here; you'll get bored quickly once you're familiar with it."
The other party also spoke Jotun. Although the pronunciation of some details was slightly different, the overall change was not significant, and everyone from the City of Silver could understand it.
They followed the voice and saw a short young man dressed in what they considered to be strange clothing, inconvenient for combat and not particularly aesthetically pleasing.
Feeling the curious and puzzled gazes from the City of Silver's people, Anderson chuckled and took a few steps forward, stopping in front of them.
He tilted his head slightly, looking at this group of small giants, the shortest of whom were over two meters tall. He then quietly took a few steps back, ensuring he could meet their gaze without tilting his head.
Another guy shocked by the height of the City of Silver's people, Klein inwardly complained, and also distanced himself from the City of Silver's people.
Gehrman Sparrow's height of 1.8 meters was like an unadult child in front of the small giants of the City of Silver.
Damn it, I didn't expect my first time looking up at someone to be like this. Although I knew from Sun Derrick's height at the Tarot Club that the people of the City of Silver would definitely be taller, the shortest among them are still significantly taller than the average height in Saint Millom, the capital of Feysac, right?
After a long internal monologue, Anderson maintained a calm expression on his face, his hands open, standing under the midday Sun, and said with a smile in Jotun:
"Everyone, welcome to the Land of Light promised by God!"
"This will be your home from now on. I've already had people help you level the ground and clear a path to Bayam. Water and gas pipelines have also been connected. The construction of the city will be up to you from now on, of course, I will also provide some assistance."
"Oh, and to facilitate communication, I've invited a teacher from the Erudite Church for you. He will teach you the local language here, as well as several common languages, so you can communicate normally with people."
"Of course, if you want to learn more practical or Mystic knowledge, you can also find him, but that will incur an additional fee."
"Ever since the Erudite's faith appeared, knowledge on the Southern Continent has become a paid commodity. Some guys even began to miss the days when knowledge sought people out."
Noticing that he had strayed from the topic, Anderson cleared his throat and spoke again:
"In short, remember that all of this is the grace of The Fool."
"Also, most of the people here believe in the Sea God, who is a subordinate deity of The Fool. Most of the materials for your construction here were provided by them. If you plan to proselytize later, remember to respect their beliefs."
This guy is quite comprehensive in his considerations, he even invited a teacher to teach the language… Klein thought, nodding inwardly, and decided not to linger. After bidding farewell to Anderson and Derrick, his figure rapidly faded and disappeared.
Seeing Gehrman Sparrow leave so decisively, Anderson also breathed a sigh of relief. For him, Gehrman Sparrow was equivalent to The Fool's overseer, responsible for evaluating whether he did well or not.
Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at Derrick and said, "The materials needed for the city's construction will be transported in batches later. For now, you'll need to make do with tents."
"Hmm, that's pretty much it. Let's have lunch first, and then this afternoon I'll take you to Bayam to familiarize yourselves with the environment here."
After speaking, Anderson turned and greeted the busy Sea God believers in the temporary camp, asking them to quickly set up a table and chairs and bring over the prepared food and drinks.
At the first sight of the food, the City of Silver exploration team members couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Although the City of Silver had acquired some normal food from the outside world through Sun Derrick's transactions at the Tarot Club, they lacked the corresponding cooking techniques, and the food they made was only slightly better than black-faced grass, not even as good as those mushrooms.
After the food was served, Anderson left with the others, giving the City of Silver's people enough private space.
In front of a group of small giants, even though he was a demigod, he still felt some pressure due to the height difference.
The remaining people from the City of Silver exchanged glances, and everyone looked at Derrick, awaiting the decision of this newly promoted elder.
After a brief thought, Derrick had the exploration team members sit down one by one, and at the same time, he said, "To be safe, some of us will taste it first, and the rest will wait and observe."
"No problem, Elder Berg."
The members of the exploration team nodded one after another, their eyes fixed on the food on the table without blinking. Two of them eagerly spoke up first:
"Elder Berg, I, I request to be in the first batch to taste."
"Me, and me too."
Above the Gray Fog, within the magnificent and ancient palace, like a Giant's dwelling.
Klein's true body entered here and leaned back in The Fool's high-backed chair, holding a crystal-clear heart in his hand. Small bubbles occasionally emerged from it, each bubble seemingly containing an illusion.
This was the Miracle Invoker characteristic separated from the "curtain."
With the exploration team led by Sun Derrick meeting Anderson, his ritual was considered complete. Next, it was time to advance to Miracle Invoker.
To cope with potential anomalies that might occur in Sefirah Castle after advancing to an Angel, he specifically brought his main body up, intending to directly advance to Miracle Invoker above this Gray Fog.
He loosened his right hand, and the crystal-like heart floated into mid-air on its own. Then he summoned other materials from the pile of sundries in the corner:
A Worm of Time with twelve transparent segments, a Worm of Star shimmering with starlight, which came from Pallez and Saint of Secrets Botis respectively, and a portion of Dark Demonic Wolf's blood.
Various Beyonder materials converged under Klein's manipulation, pouring into a transparent glass bottle taken from the historical void. They stirred themselves a few times, concocting a silver-white transparent potion continuously bubbling with fine effervescence—the Miracle Invoker Potion!
Klein casually took a gold coin from the historical void and tossed it, performing a simple divination. Then, he drank the potion in his hand in one gulp.
The potion melted upon contact, rapidly permeating every corner of Klein's body, changing his body and mind.
His physical body and spirit continuously split, transforming into countless transparent Worms of Spirit. These Worms of Spirit instinctively sank into the historical mist, constantly dispersing, as if merging with history.
In this state, each Worm of Spirit developed its own self, considering itself the main body, refusing to merge with other Worms of Spirit, resisting and fleeing from each other.
Until a distinct, unique historical light spot attracted them…