In the basement, the candle flames flickered slightly.
The people kneeling on the ground silently bowed their heads, and no one dared to look directly at the great black radiance of the cross within the sacred object.
Its great power was beyond doubt; any who dared to gaze upon it would feel the terrifying dichotomy of black and white heralding the end of all things.
It was as if destiny were already written, and all things were fated to their ultimate demise.
"Oh great Lord of the Lost, I offer the 'Silver Gray Method' and the 'Spirit Snake' to you! Please accept them!"
Irene's face was full of joy and excitement, for it was the first time the Fischer family had offered two treasure-class mysterious rare artifacts at once!
She felt increasingly that she was of use to the great Lord of the Lost! He had saved us, and we would fulfill the original promise!
Karl's incorporeal consciousness silently absorbed the spiritual power contained within the two mysterious rare artifacts.
