Although he knew that the oncoming person would only pass straight through his body, Ed instinctively stepped aside.

His gaze involuntarily followed the little leopard running around Scott's feet. All the life shone in his eyes, and there were different colors, Tess was a leaping red, Mo was a pure orange, and Norway was a leafy shade of green, Scott ...... It was a strange gray that shimmered with gold and red, and it looked like a stream of golden-red lightning was streaked through the dark clouds.

And Xiaobai is really white—extremely dazzling white, in Ed's eyes, almost a ball of light rolling around.

Iss always looked at the little leopard with a strange expression, and Tess secretly laughed at him for probably being jealous...... But Isis clearly knows better than anyone what it really is...... Or who.

Ed wonders if Scott really doesn't know anything, even though he treats a white guy like he does to a kitten.

And the path that Xiaobai took them to...... Both right and wrong.

Like the long, dry poem Scott mentions - it does hide a safe way to enter the labyrinth, but it has no end at all. Because the labyrinth does not allow anyone, not even the descendants of the family of Christus, to enter its most mysterious center.

He didn't know why he knew that...... Maybe the things that had been stuffed into his head still left some shadow after all, but he wasn't sure if he would remember it when he woke up...... He wasn't even sure if he was going to wake up.

He wasn't sure if Scott really didn't know this—the human heart was always the hardest thing to guess.

What he could be sure of was that the crack was not his fault at all...... This may be too absolute.

It was indeed he who had awakened some power that had been sleeping in the depths of this labyrinth, and in order to prevent anyone from discovering and getting it. The whole labyrinth caused everything on its own.

Water, as well as traps in the water that are not destroyed, but activated. Enough to stop all, even Scott - but not to stop him.

Ed stared at the water that overflowed his knees, and gradually sank downward, into the water, into the ground.

He knew where it was—it was calling to him.

The power of magic flowed through the water. The power could destroy anything tangible or invisible, but they would not harm him...... They were originally one.

He walked through the wall and stood in front of a stone statue.

That's a statue of Goddess Nyeo. Almost identical to the statues in the Old Temple on the Island of the Holy Sepulchre, with hard-lined, stern and indifferent faces.

Under the round pedestal of the stone statue. The runes carved into a complete boulder form intricate and fine lines, rippling with the shimmer of the water. When the stone statue began to shake, it was as if something below was trying to break free, and the water was stirring rapidly. Runes also flicker faster.

Ed looked down. Unable to penetrate the black, molten rock of the earth's flames. But he knew that the imprisoned power could not break free...... Unless he gives it another hand.

"You know why it's hidden here, Ed...... You know how dangerous it is. ”

A familiar voice sounded faintly.

The water suddenly lit up. A white-haired and blue-eyed girl floated silently opposite Ed, on the other side of the idol, her long hair spreading out in strands like silver-white light.

Ed looked at her for a moment. He struggled to find the awe and emotion that had been in his heart...... But they're not there.

"Liars. He said.

The girl smiled helplessly at him.

"You are not a god, nor are you Felicity...... You're just a shadow. Ed muttered, "You didn't answer when I called...... You weren't there when I needed to. ”

"As you say, I'm just a shadow. The girl sighed. "I'm not omnipotent. But I'm always here, Ed. I just can't penetrate the fog in your heart anymore. ”

"So it's all my fault?" Ed asked coldly, "I must have no doubts, no anger, no sorrow...... I have to turn my soul into a blank slate, and I have to be without myself to be able to see you and be worthy of your guidance...... Or ask for a little bounty? Then why are you here now? I have made a promise that I cannot keep, and isn't that enough for you?"

You're just a container - Is's warnings seem to be on ear, and he's always right.

What is there to God about the joys and sorrows of a container? Ironically, it is only now that he is convinced that he is indeed the chosen saint, but not, not the only one.

Containers are always replaceable.

His short-lived pride and self-confidence have long since been shattered...... No, he probably never had real "self-confidence". He was just complacent about his unexpected talent, proud of the fact that he had been "chosen", and suffering from the doubts in that fact......

He is just a leaf that drifts with the waves, and without the waves that can send him to the crest of the waves, he is destined to be trapped in a waveless puddle that rots and stinks.

The girl did not answer, but her face resembled Felicity was filled with sadness.

Ed lowered his eyes. Whether it's true or not, whatever else she wants from him...... He still didn't want to see that expression.

The ground shook more violently, and he could clearly hear a fervent call, the handwriting imprinted on his soul simple and direct.

Protection, and revenge.

That's what he wants...... As much as he wanted to turn back time, he wanted to save Vala more. He had done it, but he didn't know how to do it all over again, the man who was willing to give his life to help him was gone, and he had failed to live up to her expectations.

He prayed, and what stood here to stop him at this moment did not answer—that he needed to seek another power, a power that belonged to him, that was under his control, that would never be taken away, that would never betray him.

"Something that has been locked up there for almost a thousand years...... It was born to protect the people it loved most, but it destroyed almost everything. "The girl's low voice ran through his body with the current," Ed Singel ...... Are you sure that's really what you want?"

Ed gave her a deep look and reached out to press the statue of the goddess.

Scott: When they returned to the surface, it was almost dark.

They were exhausted and could not hide their frustration, which startled Allen, who was waiting for them in front of the main fort.

"What happened?" he asked, "I thought you had succeeded...... There hasn't been any movement underground for a while. ”

Scott nodded, "I know." ”

On the way back, they were confronted with two powerful tremors, and the second time Scott was ready to use teleportation recklessly...... But then everything calmed down, and there was no chasing water behind him.

"In fact, we didn't do anything but go around in circles. Generally speaking, I like to be in danger, but not even 'surprise', which is too disappointing. Tess said that she was so dissatisfied with this futile and boring "adventure" that she almost couldn't resist breaking a trap and bringing it out as a souvenir when she was about to come out.

Nori wasn't so disappointed, the ancient sculptures in the labyrinth somewhat satisfied his curiosity. But Scott clearly didn't find what he was looking for...... Although no one knows what it is.

"I think I always wanted to prove that everything my father told me was true...... But now may not be the right time. He smiled self-deprecatingly at Allen, "If something hiding underground isn't in danger for a while, maybe we'd better let it stay there for now." ”

Alan immediately nodded in agreement. There are countless troubles ahead of them, and they really don't need more curiosity to create another crisis.

"Goodyear managed to get some news from his mage friends in Visa. As they walked back to the cabin, he told Scott, "Like Damaran, a ship full of dead men drifted against the current to Visa, but they were warned that the ship would be set on fire before it could enter the harbor." Bloomer Christus, the man who now holds the Staff of Eternity, claims that the power of the water god still protects Visa...... But he couldn't dispel the fog of Collins Plain either. I think we still have a little bit of time to decide what to do. ”

“...... He has to pay for it, Alan. Ante Bofford must pay the price. Scott whispered.

"Indeed...... But he is a king, and you are a priest. Think about what that means. Alan sighed, "It's extremely dangerous to get faith involved in a power struggle. I don't want to blame you for anything, Scott...... But don't forget, you've already made the same mistake. ”

Scott's lips were tightly closed, and his face was slightly pale.

He didn't forget...... He couldn't have forgotten either. Perhaps everything that is happening now is the result of his arrogant decision ten years ago.

But since there is no way to turn back, he can only continue to walk.

When they approached the wooden house, Monson suddenly walked out with a water jug in his arms, with a relieved smile on his face, and told them the only good news of the day in a soft voice: "Young Master is awake!".

(To be continued......)