Lord of the Oasis

Chapter 328: . The spirit that still exists

That's the sun disc.

It appeared at the tip of the eaves at the top of the temple, exposing half, releasing the sacred golden mansions!

Kant stared at him, and the sun disk at the top of the temple should have been supported by stone statues, but it seemed that for various reasons, the stone statues cracked, and the gold-cast disks fell to the roof.

If it is not to come back again, it is estimated that this solar disk is missing.

A group of people approached the temple quickly, and the traces of their footsteps when they were searching were still vivid.

The time passed is not long.

Reaching the triangular temple is like the Mayan pyramid. Except for the hall at the top, there are stone steps at the bottom. Follow the road and go forward, and finally come to the stone door of the hall again.

The appearance is still open, black paint, like darkness condenses in it.

But it is not completely dark.

A touch of golden light appeared in the depths.

Kant frowned slightly. The alleyway, 10 meters away, was full of white bone temple halls, but the now half-covered door showed light, and it was very transparent. It seemed that hundreds of candlesticks were lit at the same time. .

"There are special energy fluctuations."

Bandak reminded him, "It's strange, but it's too decayed to pose a threat."

"Can you distinguish clearly?" Kant frowned.

"No." Bandak was a little hesitant. After careful perception, he shook his head with apology: "My perception cannot match those of the mages. This is my shortcoming. I'm sorry for this."

"It's okay, just go in and see."

Kant was not angry.

This is the truth. Although Pandé Continent belongs to a low-magic end-of-law world, it is even worse than this world.

However, it is still possible to give birth to great knights with extraordinary powers, elves who can still breathe in the dark, and the underworld that can only invade the mainland on a small scale, which is enough to illustrate the glory of Pande mainland.

Not worse than Kant's journey through this world!

There is nothing to fear.

Holding the sword of the king, Kant took the lead in entering the lane.

The two lion knights next took a quicker step, walked in front of Kant, holding a shield and sword, opened the front door, and completely released the light inside the hall.

"Wow la la la--"

In the golden light, fierce applause sounded.

The lion knight and Kant entered the hall together, but when the lights were brightly lit, men and women in bright clothes turned their heads enthusiastically and turned to look at them, clapping their palms vigorously, with a bright smile on their faces.

Aristocrats, clergymen, soldiers, craftsmen, men, women and children.

"Welcome back."

At the end of the hall, on the steps, an old man with white hair is standing in place.

Wearing a luxurious costume made of gold and platinum, he held a scepter made of gold and precious stones, looked at Kant kindly, and nodded gently: "My heir, have you completed my task?"

Kant was silent, just standing in front of the door and looking at the people in front of him.

Frowning.

The lion knights beside them looked grim, and their hands had pulled the knight sword out of a small section.

Including Bandak, black mist loomed out, and demonic shadows appeared behind him, whistling with the gloom and fear, and the golden light sweeping around, it seemed that the two sides were stalemate and confronting each other.

The situation is not right, this is very strange, no one relaxes his vigilance.

"Well."

Kant looked at the old man in front of him, and his tone was playful: "Aren't you dead?" Looking around at the people who were eagerly looking at themselves, the tone was merciless: "Aren't you all dead, have you turned into a bone?"

"Hoo hu hu hu--"

A gust of wind gusted in the void.

Many of the original eager smiling faces suddenly solidified.

There was a weird look in the eyes of everyone, a feeling of hatred and resentment towards the living appeared suddenly, but what was more resentful was the gradually cruel face, and a whimper.

The temperature suddenly dropped suddenly, and the people who were originally gorgeously dressed, bright and bright, had distorted faces.

But that resentment was not against Kant.

It's a high place.

The old man with a scepter, dressed in luxurious clothes, and a golden crown on his head!

With a slight taunt at Kant's mouth, he looked at the crowd with bleeding tears in his eyes on both sides and shook his head: "It seems that they hate you more than they hate the living."

"No way, this is my fault. After so long, they still can't forget."

The old man raised his scepter calmly.

With the golden light shining, in this hall, many of the women and young men and women who were originally dressed up brightly and beautifully shattered into piles of bones.

"The obsession is heavy." Kant was expressionless, not discomforting at all to the sloppy bone next to him.

The entire hall was suddenly deserted again.

With the sacred golden light shining, the old man at the end of the hall and the Kant at the door were in front of them.

The scene was slightly silent, but Kant went forward. The two extraordinary forces in the body had secretly guarded, looking straight at the old man, and said lightly: "Under the pope's crown, I didn't expect you to exist."

"Neither did I expect."

The old man nodded and said calmly: "Just before, I felt the power of the sun god."

"Well." Kant nodded. "Interesting."

The old man was exactly what Kant had encountered in the past, from the lich to the existence of the spirit, the pope who had been wiped out in history and left only the spirit of the Sun God!

The old pope did not care about Kant's rudeness, he already understood the causes and consequences.

In fact, he is still alive, which is the blasphemy against the sun god. He is the most serious betrayal. If in the age of ancient gods, even the soul must be placed on the fire and burned for 100 years!

The old pope sighed slightly, looking at Kant's calm appearance, leaning on his scepter with golden awns, and asked, "Humanity, I don't know if you went to the holy city of gold to find the sun virgin in the eternal coffin? That’s the direct bloodline of the Sun God~www.readwn.com~ If you find her, you can marry her and get the power of the Sun God."

"Well, the Sun Maiden? I don't understand."

Kant calmly said: "I found a golden coffin in the passageway outside. There was a woman in it, and there was a sealed female succubus next to it."

The old pope's expression was slightly stunned: "Is she, she has fallen?" Nodded, and did not sigh unexpectedly: "In ancient times, the war between the gods and demons continued until both sides were exhausted, you humans and others The racial unity began to attack our gods, and in the end, because of the mistrust of the gods and demons, both were put out."

"Does it matter?" Kant said.

"It doesn't matter." The old pope shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That was the spare part of the coffin I ever prepared, but just let my daughter lie in." After a pause, the old pope looked at Kant: "Is she alright?" "

"Slain by me, and that female succubus."

Kant calmly said: "Dying quickly, no pain."

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