On the barren plain scarred with deep gullies, the Amon stood at various points, opening their mouths and chanting in the language of the giants: "Those of the spirit realm and the Keep of the Source; The ancient mysteries; Wardens of the long history; Protectors of the magic and theatrical arts of Bekkan; The great Germain Spalor..." These voices layered upon one another, penetrating the void, as though they extended infinitely into the distance. After a few seconds, the Amon adjusted their single-crystal spectacles in different ways, and murmured with quiet amusement: "Such a swift adaptation." If Germain Spalor were still automatically responding to this title, they could thus determine each other's positions and proactively introduce a "mistake," appearing directly beside their intended recipient. ... In the deep darkness occasionally illuminated by flashes of lightning, Caine wore a silk hat, a woolen coat, and carried a lantern, moving steadily northward along a path that remained relatively even. "There's a prayer being offered... Amun is invoking the name of Germán Spalro... This suggests that our connection isn't as distant as I thought... Yet there's no Amun's host within the Silver City... Perhaps it's among the patrol units outside, or some creature I haven't yet considered?" As he walked, Caine suddenly turned his head, listening carefully for several seconds. He was grateful for having been sufficiently cautious—when the gray mist first formed, he had subtly altered the name that was supposed to automatically respond, changing it from "Protector of Magic and Dramatic Performances in Beklan" to "Protector of All Poor Children in Beklan," a name drawn from the foundation he established, the "Rune Charitable Scholarship Fund." Hmm... Amun is a scholar of deciphering—he likely interpreted this name from various records of Doun Thantès. No, it absolutely shouldn't be an automatic response. Caine watched the dim glow spreading from the lantern, and quickly made a further decision. He ensured that each "spirit insect" could only listen to prayers and could not respond proactively unless granted permission by his own consciousness. As a result, frequent prayers would significantly disrupt his daily life. However, this was not a serious issue, since aside from the malicious disturbances caused by Amun, no one ever prayed to Gorman Sparrow—never even had he publicized his own name. After resolving this matter, Caine found himself reflecting on Amun's many terrifying aspects, and suddenly felt a growing sense of uncertainty about what he would do next. His original plan had been to distance himself from Silver City and head north to the ancient ruins of Nos, investigating the site's condition to see whether he could secure the primary ingredient required for the "Miracle-Worker" potion. However, once the connection between the ancient city and Amun was established, the issue became clear: Caine had now confirmed that higher-level pathways exhibit a law of exceptional property aggregation. If Amun had been wandering the God-Abandoned Lands for over a thousand years and had even visited the area near Silver City, how could it be that Amun had not been drawn to the northern ruins of Nos? No one from the Silver City's chief could dare enter—it was clear that the power within Nostrum had already reached angelic levels and would surely not be ignored by Amun. Amun might still hesitate to directly consume such a high-level, closely aligned extraordinary trait, but that didn't prevent Him from setting traps. Even if He hadn't done so before, He was certainly making his way there now. Of course, it wasn't impossible that Amun hadn't yet discovered this—when the Silver City's chief first visited, the Nostrum ruins weren't as perilous. Perhaps the angelic power had only recently arrived at the ruins. Maybe Amun himself was constantly migrating, fleeing Amun's presence? With so many thoughts swirling, Kline felt increasingly hesitant about heading toward that ancient city in the northwest. He decided first to explore other ways of acquiring the "miracle-worker" magic potion's primary ingredient, and only then consider whether to make a visit to the outer periphery of the Nostrum ruins to observe and gather intelligence. Thinking of this, Caine, dressed in a black wool coat and wearing a half-high silk hat, carried a lantern toward the towering ruin he had just seen illuminated by a lightning flash. Along the way, in the dark beyond the yellow glow, various monsters formed a steady procession, quietly following him. They had become Caine's secret companions. Compared to them, the saints of the "Seer's" path were far more strange and terrifying. As they walked, one of the creatures—shaped like a fish with hands and feet—suddenly spoke, reciting in the language of the giants: "Everlasting blaze of light!" "You are the unquenchable light!" "You are the embodiment of Order..." As soon as these three lines of honor were spoken, the creature convulsed and fell to the ground, its life extinguished. — Divine titles often extend beyond three segments, yet only three are typically recited during prayer. For instance, the full title of "Eternal Radiant Sun" is "Eternal Radiant Sun, Unfading Light, Embodiment of Order, God of Covenant, Guardian of Commerce," while Klein had used only the first three segments. Thus, Klein sequentially offered prayers to the "Lord of Storms," the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," and the "Goddess of Night," hoping for a response. Yet, after a full minute had passed, no change occurred around him. Could it be that prayers to true divine beings of Sequence 0 are ineffective in the land abandoned by the gods—unless the deity in question is the "True Creator" or one who possesses entities such as the "Source Citadel" or the "Chaos Sea"? "Wait, the clergyman from the town in the afternoon mentioned that when the goddess's true name was revealed, it was 'hidden'—and when the fourth angelic king was referred to, due to its divine significance, he was 'consumed' in a dramatic 'self-burning' incident. Perhaps because the region once abandoned by the gods still retains various divine powers, not merely 'hidden' and 'fallen,' but each deity's true name holds specific esoteric significance, capable of activating corresponding forces?" "This explains why the Silver City has always taught Badehail and Heraberg—their true names—but has never established a connection with 'the God of War' or 'the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.'... In the Land of the Forgotten Gods, prayers go unheard, or if heard, go unanswered. This also indicates that there is no residual power of 'the God of War' or 'the God of Knowledge and Wisdom' surrounding the Silver City; otherwise, something remarkable would have happened. 'Perhaps not entirely without change—maybe the very changes have been neutralized by the two 'Level Zero,' or rather, divine, seals held by the Silver City.' Then, if I simply call out the goddess's true name directly, will the surrounding 'darkness' and 'secrecy' begin to boil?" If this power can be controlled, then while being pursued by Amun, I'll have one more effective card in my hand... The probability is low—directly invoking a god's true name is an act of sacrilege, and one will face an attack from the corresponding power, much like the priest in the town this afternoon... From observed phenomena and logical reasoning, Kline has formed certain deductions about the current situation. He now eagerly intends to recite the true names of the gods he knows, one by one, to see what effect it might produce. Ultimately, however, he restrained himself and did not make hasty, blind attempts. "Better yet, let's make a divination visit to the Gray Mist first. Who knows—what if this causes an unforeseen, unbearable incident?... Hmm, divinations involving gods might not yield particularly clear revelations." After muttering these thoughts to himself, Kline gave a quiet scoff at his own impulsiveness. "My earlier idea was practically equivalent to saying: I've barely managed to survive for two days—today, I must truly make an effort to survive!" At that moment, he had arrived at the collapsed tower, sitting beside the wall that remained only half-intact, reaching into the historical fissure to retrieve a paper crane, which he then lit. He hoped to try contacting "The Serpent of Fate," Will Oncent Cray, through a medium, to inquire whether there were any further sources for the primary ingredient of the "Miracle-Weaver" potion. Under the third glow of the lantern summoning, Caine entered a deep sleep, yet dreamed of nothing. "Indeed, it seems impossible..." he shook his head upon waking, and then plunged fully into a historical fissure. Taking four steps backward, he reached the expanse of gray mist. Sitting in the place belonging to "The Fool," Caine waved his hand to summon a small paper box from among the clutter, inside which lay a stack of paper cranes—all folded by a little infant's own hands. At the same time, "World" Germaine Sparrow materialized, praying to the "Knight of Pentacles" in a realm of gray and white, asking that her request be relayed to the "Justice" lady, explaining that this would accumulate merit toward securing the "Master of Manipulation's" potion formula. Of course, Caine had already revealed that the potion must be consumed within a profound emotional resonance. Soon, she saw a vast, barren plain, and as a "dream walker" who had already made self-assertions, she remained awake, driven by strong curiosity, walking toward the black spire at the plain's center. Upon arriving at her destination, Audrey suddenly felt a spark of inspiration, lifted her head, and gazed upward at the spire's summit. There, a great silver serpent had coiled itself without scales, its body adorned with symbols and patterns that formed interconnected, distinct wheel-like structures. At that moment, the serpent watched Audrey with fresh, cold, crimson eyes, and spoke in a deep, resonant voice: "What is it that D'Artagnan has to say?" Was this the Angel of the Path of Fate who had bestowed upon the "Hermit" lady a drop of blood? Audrey controlled her thoughts, met the serpent's gaze calmly, and replied truthfully: "He has asked me where I might find the primary ingredient of the 'Miracle Worker's' potion." The silver giant serpent suddenly fell silent, speaking only after several seconds: "The number of Sequence 2 members varies depending on the path. When the 'Mysterious Servants' are fully filled, the 'Miracle Masters' can number only six." "Miracle Master" is the name of Sequence 2 magic potions... Is the 'World' Sir becoming an angel? Or is he preparing for his companions? No—if it's his companions, shouldn't he ask them himself? Oudelire was first startled, then grew increasingly eager for the mysterious giant serpent's response before her.