Chapter 300 Temple Sacrifice

At this time, the Marquis did not act sarcastically and nodded solemnly.

Since they came to this place and the land turned into bluestone slabs, these people almost sat there without moving, and were free to clean up and rest, without any rush.

Surprisingly, from the main entrance of the hall, a man walked down from a distance, wearing a purple robe, a middle-aged man with a tall figure. He walked down the steps of the main entrance abutment and looked at Huigang and his group there, and seemed to be very surprised.

Instead of coming over, he waved his hands at the steps, saying hello. Huigang looked at his companions around him, and his condition had almost been adjusted. He leaned on the steel stick in his hand on the ground and stood up directly, and said to everyone who threw their luggage down:

"Let's go, our destination should be ahead."

Generally speaking, Huigang almost used light skills to reach it with one move, and others, including Bastiya, could easily do it with the ability of the Holy Land warrior. However, everyone watched the monk slowly walk towards it.

The few people behind almost automatically protected Fei'er. Perhaps it was proved that the metal golem that changed into butterfly armor on the girl's body began to change. The current change is equivalent to completely wrapping the girl in the metal armor leaves. Everyone around them understood what the metal golem reaction symbolized.

Each of them also increased their vigilance. Swordsman Henry saw Huigang take every step forward, and the phoenix pattern on the steel rod was brighter. He was obviously accumulating his own strength and adjusting his condition to the best level, and he was about to reach this destination.

The phoenix pattern on the monk's steel rod had actually flew out slowly. The immortal bird composed of the light of the holy power floated on the head of the rod. Although everyone could not tell whether the bluestone slab was true or false, it was actually as hard as the real bluestone slab.

As Hui Kao started to take steps, every step would fall a deep footprint on the ground, as if the ground was not bluestone, but on the dirt road after the rain. The footprints seemed to be carved into the ground by a knife, neatly. As we walked, we could see that the footprints were getting shallower and shallower.

In the end, even the dust on the bluestone slab would not move. The druid's bloody eyes and lion teeth might not know what this represents, but Henry, as a master-apprentice relationship, knew what this was. Of course, Huigang's solemn preparation was also a notice to his companions around him.

Soon everyone was moving, constantly adjusting their state, and slowly became nervous. The armor on Fei'er's body naturally reacted, with huge wings spreading behind her back and flying into the air. Huigang looked back and Fei'er inside said:

"Brother Huigang, it's okay. If you can follow my command, I can follow you."

As the Ice Sword Saint, Bastiya rarely draws out her long sword during the battle, but at this time sheds her sword, holds it in her hand, and hangs it on the ground. Although the expression on her face is serious, it is far less nervous than those behind her, and she says:

"Mr. Folite, I don't know what you feel now, but I can't realize anything."

Huigang's whole body is almost mediated now. While walking, he replied:

"I can't feel anything, but there is clearly a stone palace in front of me, and I'm there to greet us."

While speaking, I had already reached the steps of the stone hall. From a distance and from a close distance, I found that the tallness of this stone hall is no less than any building encountered by the monks, including the Church of Light in Munich, Drew Empire, and the Temple of the God of War.

Or it is taller than that. The entire building is made of stones. Although the style of the building looks old, it is still brand new for the building itself, and there is no sign of dimness, moss on the ground, cracks, etc. that the remains say is as clear as that.

Overall, it is as smooth as new. In the gate of the hall, it looks extremely deep and you can't see anything clearly. There are some grid-like patterns on the stones of the building. I think if the craftsmen carve it, it would be really hard to work.

Seeing this building, monk, female swordsman and bloody eyes were all nervous, or even more nervous than what he had just performed. Lion teeth were a little puzzled, but Bloody eyes took the initiative to tell him in a low voice:

"Didn't you notice that this place has become much bigger than when we came?"

When he heard this, the hairs all over his body stood up instantly, and he quickly took a step back. The middle-aged man wearing a purple robe on the steps looked very strange. If he looked from the outside, he had nothing on his body except the robe.

So I can see clearly that this is a man, but the outline of his face looks like a woman no matter what, and he is not a castrator. Now this man is full of smiles on his face. He bows to these people, then raises his head and introduces himself:

"I am the priest of this temple, Barent. No one has been here in this sacred place for many years. A few devout guests, please come into the temple and worship the gods here."

No one would believe such words. If it was a lie, it would be a little clumsy. Huigang didn't speak there, but only the little phoenix on the head of the stick was flashing and dark, as if someone was breathing there. The female swordsman next to him asked with a smile:

"Dear sacrificial, I would like to ask, what kind of gods are worshipped here?"

The priest Barent covered his mouth with his hands in surprise, and said loudly:

"Your arrival, allowing God's temple to appear from the darkness, means that the power in you happens to belong to God's gift. How could you not know which God is?"

Most of the teams in this world are composed of members of the same religion or the same beliefs. It is fine if adventurers and mercenaries are sent to train, but if the troops sent to the army and the church must be composed of members with the same beliefs or closeness.

Otherwise, it is easy to occur during battles, because of the unnecessary losses caused by the mutual interference of divine art and energy attributes. Huigang laughed secretly in his heart. Every word the priest in front of him was cleverly setting a trap for his own words.

But the other party did not say anything valuable, but instead kept testing his own background. But what made him feel wary was that there was nothing in front of his sea of ​​consciousness. If it was really a sacrificial sacrifice in a temple, he would definitely have a strong reaction to the magical arts.

Even an ordinary person has his own life reflection, but now it seems that there is nothing in front of him. Bastiya still said with a smile:

"For a dear sacrifice, please tell us which honorable god is the one who is serving in the temple. We will definitely express our respect before God."

Suddenly, Huigang felt a fluctuation coming from the priest, and slowly came towards him and his group. The steel stick in the monk's hand suddenly hit the ground, and the light of the little phoenix on it suddenly became fierce, but it still fluctuated to the people behind him.

Although Lion Ya's martial arts are powerful, its spiritual cultivation is the weakest. Looking at the bloody eyes beside her, she swayed her body. When she was about to ask why, she suddenly felt a blur in her mind and actually replied to herself:

"We are servants who serve the goddess of nature."

After hearing this, the priest showed a look of surprise on his face and said loudly:

"This is the temple dedicated to the goddess of nature. God's people, come here to worship God and feel the glory of God. He will make you feel extremely happy."

The fluctuations in the secret became stronger and stronger. After Lion Ya said those words in a daze, she heard the loud shouts of the priest, and her feet seemed to be being pulled by someone, slowly walked towards the gate. The expression on her face became extremely excited, and she said to herself:

"It turns out that God's glory is here. We have been searching for it for a long time. I want to worship God."

Walking towards there step by step, the Marquis looked back at Lion Too with disgust, and slapped his left hand gently. The cold cold air instantly wrapped around Lion Too's whole body. Lion Too immediately shivered and immediately recovered from awakening. After waking up, he found that he had unconsciously moved a long distance.

The cold air from Bastiya almost made everyone behind him very cold, but it quickly awakened everyone. The Marquis sneered there:

"There are other believers of God here, and they are likely to be your enemy!"

The priest Barent suddenly became nervous and stepped back toward the back. The expression on his face suddenly became a little distorted. He pointed at the Marquis and said:
Chapter completed!