Chapter 253: Tail Devourer

Chapter 253: Tail Devourer

Bang!

Wrapped in streaks of silver light, Derrick’s axe struck the river painted on the mural, caving in the wall and sending stone chips flying.

With that single blow, the river connected head to tail was completely severed.

Just as he was looking forward to the cycle being broken and the entire exploration team escaping the temple scene along with him, Demon Hunter Colin’s figure flashed and appeared before him, his expression dark.

“What are you doing?”

The demigod’s sword tip still hung downward, but the hand gripping its hilt was clearly applying more strength than before.

Derrick recalled the explanation that had gathered the wisdom of everyone at the Tarot Gathering. With a mixture of “confusion” and “fear,” he said, “Just now, a black shadow flashed past here, Your Excellency Chief. Truly! It looked like the shadow of a child!”

Colin Iliad’s gaze did not move away as he asked another team member, “Heinm, did you see it?”

The exploration team member named Heinm subconsciously drew closer to the Chief and shook his head firmly.

“No. I saw nothing.”

In Colin’s pale-blue eyes, faint light immediately rippled, bringing out two complex dark-green symbols.

He quietly stared at Derrick for four or five seconds.

Finally, he withdrew his gaze and spoke without the slightest abnormality.

“This is your first exploration mission. It is very normal for tension to produce hallucinations.

“From now on, stay by my side. I believe this will help you calm down.”

“Yes, Your Excellency Chief,” Derrick answered without hesitation.

After that attempt, he had initially confirmed that the mural itself had no connection to the key point.

Mr. Fool’s hint, “Redemption Rose,” should still hide some deeper meaning. It is not that simple… Gripping the Hurricane Axe, Derrick silently walked beside Chief Colin.

What followed did not differ too much from the several explorations in his memory. Everyone repeated their past actions. For the sixth time, they arrived at the final hall where the altar was arranged, and discovered the yellow-haired little boy Jack curled in the shadows.

Hearing the words “Save me… Save me…” and seeing the clear figure of a child, Demon Hunter Colin nodded almost imperceptibly, withdrawing most of the attention he had placed on Derrick Berg.

Just as he weighed his words and prepared to speak, Derrick suddenly asked, “How do we save you?”

Little Jack revealed an excited expression.

“Save me! Save me! Send me home! Send me home!”

“Where is your home?” Derrick asked, both curious and afraid.

Seeing this, Colin closed his mouth and tightened his grip.

Little Jack weakly raised a hand.

“My home—my home is in Enmat Harbor!”

Enmat Harbor… Although Mr. Hanged Man never mentioned it, from the word “harbor,” Jack really doesn’t belong here. He is very likely from the outside world, from the Loen Kingdom where Miss Justice and the others live! Derrick felt a burst of joy, too excited to conceal it.

His reaction did not arouse Demon Hunter Colin’s suspicion, because this powerful Chief of the Six-Member Council had likewise never seen the sea. He only knew from a few surviving ancient texts that such a body of water existed, far larger than any lake, and knew the term “harbor.”

The “Enmat Harbor” uttered by this strange boy seemed to unfurl a painting of a new world before Colin’s eyes. For one who had been painfully seeking the City of Silver’s future, it made him forget other matters for a moment and blurt out, “How did you—or all of you—come here?”

Little Jack put on a recalling expression.

“My father and I first took a ship. Then we met up with his companions and continued by ship. After a huge, huge storm, the survivors went ashore and walked in the direction the Lord’s gaze pointed. We kept going and going until we reached here.”

Walked in the direction the Lord’s gaze pointed? Demon Hunter Colin, Derrick, and the others all looked at the idol on the altar, distinguishing…