Lord of the Oasis

That's the sun disk.

It appeared at the tip of the eaves at the top of the temple, revealing half of it, releasing the sacred golden glow!

Kant stared at it and saw that the sun disc at the top of the temple should have been supported by a stone statue, but it seems that due to various reasons, the stone statue cracked, and the disc connecting the gold cast fell on the roof.

If not come back again, it is estimated that this solar disk will be missed.

The group approached the temple quickly, and the traces of the footsteps during the search were still fresh in their minds.

It's not long since time passed.

Arriving at the triangular temple is like a Mayan pyramid. Except for the hall at the top, there are stone steps at the bottom. Going forward along the road, after all, you come to the stone door of the hall again.

Still open, it was pitch-black, like darkness condensed in it.

But it's not completely dark.

A faint golden light emerged from the depths.

Kant frowned slightly. In the alleyway 10 meters away, there was a temple hall full of bones, but now there is a light inside the half-closed door, and it is very transparent. It seems that hundreds of candlesticks are lit at the same time. .

"There are special energy fluctuations in it."

Bandak reminded: "It's a bit strange, but it's already very decayed and can't pose a threat."

"Can you tell the difference?" Kant frowned.

"No." Bandak hesitated a little, and after serious perception he shook his head apologetically: "My perception is incomparable to those mages, this is my shortcoming, I'm sorry for that."

"It doesn't matter, just go in and see."

Kant was not angry.

This is the truth, although Pande Continent belongs to the low-magic end-of-law world, which is even more end-of-law than this world.

However, the great knights with extraordinary power can still be born, the elves who can still survive in the gloom, and the underworld that can only invade the continent in small groups are enough to illustrate the glory of the Pande continent.

It is no worse than the world that Kant has passed through!

Nothing to fear.

Holding the Sword of Kings in hand, Kant took the lead into the alley.

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

"Whoa, whoa-"

In the golden light, fierce applause sounded.

The lion knight and Kant entered the hall together, but they saw brightly lit men and women turned their heads and turned to look at them enthusiastically, clapping their palms vigorously, with bright smiles on their faces.

Nobles, priests, soldiers, craftsmen and other men, women and children.

"Welcome back."

At the end of the hall, on the steps, an old man with white beard and hair was standing there.

Wearing luxurious clothes made of gold and platinum, holding a scepter made of gold and precious stones in his hand, he looked at Kant kindly and nodded lightly: "My heir, have you completed my mission?"

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

Brows furrowed.

The lion knights next to them had stern faces, and their hands had already pulled out a small half of the knight's sword.

Including Bandak, the whole body was covered with black mist, and a demon-like shadow appeared behind him, whistling with that gloomy and fearful golden light that swept the surrounding, as if the two sides were stalemate and confrontation with each other.

The situation is not right, this is extremely strange, and no one relaxes their vigilance.

"Well."

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

"Whoa whoa whoa-"

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the void.

Many originally eager smiling faces suddenly solidified.

There was a strange look in the eyes of everyone, and a sense of hatred and resentment towards the living suddenly appeared, but what was even more resentful was the increasingly hideous face, and there was a whimper.

The temperature plummeted in an instant, and the faces of the people who were originally gorgeously dressed and bright had distorted.

But that resentment was not against Kant.

But on the high platform.

That old man leaning on a scepter, wearing luxurious clothes and wearing a golden crown on his head!

With a faint sarcasm on the corner of Kant's mouth, he looked at the people on both sides with blood and tears in their eyes, shook his head and said, "It seems that they hate you far more than they hate the living."

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

The old man raised his scepter calmly.

With the golden light flickering, in this hall, the many women, old and young, who were originally dressed in bright clothes, instantly shattered into piles of bones, and the whole hall fell all over the floor.

"The obsession is very heavy." Kant's face was expressionless, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort with the falling bones next to him.

The entire hall was suddenly deserted.

Shining with the sacred golden light, but in front of them only the old man at the end of the hall and Kant at the door.

The scene was slightly quiet, but Kant walked forward. Two extraordinary forces in his body had been secretly guarding him. He looked straight at the old man and said lightly, "Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to still exist."

"I didn't expect it either."

The old man nodded and said calmly, "Just before, I felt the divine power of the Sun God."

"Hmm." Kant nodded: "Interesting."

The old man was exactly the existence that Kant had met and transformed from a lich into a spirit body, the Pope of the Sun God Sect, who had been wiped out in history and only had a spirit body left!

The old pope doesn't care about Kant's rudeness, he already understands the cause and effect.

The fact that he is still alive is a blasphemy to the Sun God, and he is the most serious betrayal. In the era of ancient gods, even his soul would have to be burned on the divine fire for a hundred years!

The old Pope sighed slightly, looked at Kant's calm appearance, leaned on his scepter transformed with golden glow, and asked, "Human, I wonder if you have gone to the Holy City of Gold and found the Sun Maiden in the coffin of eternity? That is the direct bloodline of the sun god, if you find her, you can intermarry with her and gain the mighty power of the sun god."

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

Kant said calmly: "I found a golden coffin in the passage outside, with a woman in it, and a sealed female succubus next to it."

The old Pope looked slightly stunned: "Really, she has fallen too." Nodding his head, he did not sigh unexpectedly: "In ancient times, the war between gods and demons continued until both sides were exhausted, you humans and others The racial unity began to attack us, the gods, and eventually they were both eliminated because of the mutual distrust of the gods and demons."

"Does it matter?" Kant asked.

"It doesn't matter." The old Pope shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That is the spare part of the coffin of eternity I prepared, just let my daughter lie in it." After a while, the old Pope looked at Kant: "Is she okay? "

"Killed by me, and that female succubus."

Kant said calmly: "I died very quickly, and I didn't feel pain."