"Anyway, congratulations on taking the first step." Catherine's eyes seemed a little red, and she said softly with a smile: "Welcome home, Pennis."

Panis was stunned while covering his face and moaning, and a grateful smile slowly rose on his face: "Yeah, I'm back."

"Yeah." The three girls rushed up at the same time, surrounded Panis in the center, and hugged them together.

"What an interesting person." Marcia, who was very consciously a good bystander, tilted her head and looked at the three girls hugging each other, and said to herself with a smile: "Sometimes humans are much stranger than monsters, but they are not annoying."

"Let's go." Breaking out of the girls' surroundings, Panis said: "It's been a lot of time. Now let's go in and see what this temple looks like."

"Pennis." Lina asked tentatively, "Are you really okay?"

"I can't say it's completely fine, but this step will sooner or later." Panis said calmly: "If I was really scared away by a temple in the end and was really scared and collapsed by my heart, it would be too embarrassing, so I can only face it head-on."

"Let's go." Catherine slapped Panis on the shoulder, pushed the half-open door of the temple hard and walked into the temple. As soon as she entered the temple, the unique coldness and humidity in the large building made the ladies shudder.

"This temple is exactly the same specification as the temple I have seen before." Panis did not avoid it, and took the initiative to say the questions the girls were curious but did not know whether to ask: "It was the temple that served the same gods at the same time. Vivian still remembered the divine text mentioned before?"

"That's what you said is the temple where the corpses of the First Age gods?" The light in Vivian's eyes could almost illuminate the entire temple. He asked gritted his teeth, "That is, there may be some here too?"

"It's a pity." Panis shook his head and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, there can't be anything here. You should give up. But you should see a lot of divine texts here, such as there."

Everyone had just walked into the gate of the temple. Standing at the entrance, Panis pointed to the walls on both sides, and there were many words carved on the walls. They were divine texts that a few people knew even in the first century, and words used when sacrificing gods. Looking at the passage in front of you that you cannot forget even a hundred years, looking at the temple in which you can never get rid of in your dreams. Panis seemed to feel that the world was in chaos, the past and the present were intertwined in front of him, and memories and reality kept flashing in front of him.

"Is this the temple of that god?" Lina looked around as she walked. Whether it was from the layout of the temple to the decoration carvings, she was so strange that she could not tell the owner of the temple at all: "Strange. I have seen most of the temples of gods in books, but I have never seen such a thing before."

"Whose temple is this?" In my memory, the dwarf raised his hand and caught the giant battle axe that flew out to cut off countless undead spirits. He dragged his beard and asked in the dwarf's unique tone: "Well, let me see, the carvings of the stone wall have the unique style of the First Age. It's true that this is the temple of the First Age. Could it be that the master of the temple is the residual soul of the god who is in charge of death we are going to face?"

"Danakus." Panis explained to Lina: "In the sewer of the City of Innocence, the cultists of the servants of the gods mentioned that the god they believed in was Danakus."

"Don't Danakus fall?" Lina asked in surprise: "But the situation here shows that the temple has its owner. Has Danakus awakened again recently?"

"Obviously, that's it." Panis smiled bitterly, "But you have a mistake. Danacus didn't wake up recently. Maybe he had woken up a long time ago, for example, a hundred years ago."

"Do you think the heroes a hundred years ago were fighting against the remnant souls of Danakus?" Catherine immediately understood the meaning of Panis's words: "So, the evil god sacrifice of the gods of gods is also to restore the god of death, which was severely damaged by the heroes?"

"Who can be sure of such a thing except the parties involved? It can only be guessed." Panis said like a bystander. Anyone who doesn't understand the situation can hardly imagine that he is actually an eyewitness of the incident: "Maybe they are trying to reopen the door of death, hehe."

"Don't make such a joke." Catherine punched Pannis hard on the back: "That terrible thing, if it happens again, it will be troublesome. Now there is no second Lord Nellie and Lord Kyle to fight bravely. At that time, life may really be destroyed."

"Okay, okay." Panis shrugged: "Actually, I think it's better not to happen like this kind of joke. Vivian, let's go, don't watch it."

Forcedly dragging Vivian, several people walked through the long corridor in the entrance of the temple. At the end of the corridor was the prayer hall of the temple, which was the largest room in the temple. The prayer hall was empty, and a statue of the god should have been erected in the middle of the prayer hall. The statue of the god will automatically show the appearance of the gods showing people under the will of the gods for worship by believers. Although there are also statues of the gods in the middle of the prayer hall, the statue of the gods is shrouded in a vague mist, and the identity of the gods cannot be identified at all.

"Strange, why is this happening?" Lina looked at the vague face of the statue and said to herself in confusion: "In theory, after the temple is activated, the statue should appear at the same time. I have never heard of the temple being activated, but the statue is still in a hazy state. Could it be that it is because the gods were severely damaged again and cannot respond to believers? Well, I can't figure it out, the realm of the gods is indeed extremely complicated."

Panis did not hear Lina talking to herself. In his eyes, countless corpses seemed to suddenly appear in the empty prayer hall in front of him. The corpses were looming in the direction of the statue of the gods, as if they were dying collectively at the moment of bowing, and as if they were willing to sacrifice their lives for the gods in a planned manner.

"Hey, there are so many corpses here." The noble and elegant voice of the elf echoed in the prayer hall: "And why these corpses did not stand up like those outside? If anything goes wrong, it means there must be problems inside. I think this time will not be an exception. Be careful and be more alert to these corpses."

"Note that there is blood in front of it." Marcia discovered the most important thing with a keen sense of consciousness, pointing to the ground on the side of the prayer hall and said, "And it's very fresh."

The rest quickly surrounded him, as Marcia said, there was a small piece of blood on the ground. Panis twisted the blood on ixia with his fingers, then went up to smell it, and looked up and said, "It's indeed fresh, and it's left for no more than an hour. If nothing unexpected happens, the owner of the blood should be the target we want to rescue and the comrades we want to find."

"Can you track it?" Catherine asked expectantly.

"It's very difficult. The other party is also an expert, an expert who hides his tracks. Even with my sense of smell and perception, it is not so easy to find." Panis stopped and explained: "There are many rooms in this temple and many branches, just like a huge maze. It seems that our comrades who have not met have made up their minds to play hide-and-seek with the enemy in the maze, so they deliberately hide their tracks."

"But, this piece of blood..." Catherine said: "The blood is left on the ground."

"It doesn't explain any problem." Panis shook his head and said, "Because you can't tell whether our comrades left intentionally or unintentionally. If you consider it, you will fall into a trap."

"It's my turn to help at this time." Lina's face had changed with a look. With confidence and majesty, she walked over and pushed Panis away, leaned over all over the ground, sniffed hard on the blood, nodded and said, "It's the blood of the master of that thigh, yes, it's hers."

"Mr. Diana, can you track down the other party?" Catherine asked.

"It's easy." Diana shook and licked the back of her hand naturally: "Come with me, it doesn't smell close to you."

Following Diana, who led the way, several people walked around the complex passage of the temple. Every place, in Panis's eyes, felt particularly familiar, but they were familiar, but they never missed it.

"For the glory of the ancestors." When he pushed open a door, Panis was shocked. Panis once again seemed to see the old werewolf's already thin but still containing powerful power, as if he heard the heroic laugh of the old orc again: "Damn the undead, please confess to the ancestors."

"Pennis?" Catherine beside her pulled Pannis' sleeve and pulled him back from the illusion of memories: "What did you think of, suddenly so trance?"

"It's nothing, just a thing of the past." Panis shook his head and threw away the memories in his mind: "It seems that this temple is really empty and there is nothing in all the furniture and decorations."

"It seems that the servants of God will not control this place for too long," said Catherine. "Otherwise, there should be enough traces of life here, rather than nothing like here now."

"Maybe the temple has just risen to the ground not long ago," Panis replied, "They don't have time to control it."

"So, do you think the temple was originally buried underground?" Catherine asked the question that she wanted to ask Panis when she saw the temple.

"It should be true." Panis nodded, "This temple has a long history, long enough to allow the change of terrain to bury it itself, just like the sewer project of the City of Innocence."

"How could such a building buried deep underground float to the ground by itself?" Catherine asked in confusion.

"All things are possible under the will of the gods."
Chapter completed!