Chapter 892: The Final Truth (Part II)

The closed doors of the Temple of Water were unguarded, but even though they had lost their former status, not many dared to trespass, let alone kick at the grand wooden door with the same vigour, as Iss did. ??? ? Huo Ran ?Wen ?? ??? .?r?a?n?? e?na`com

Ed quickly opened the door with a spell before it shattered, grabbed Isis so that he wouldn't fall headlong into it because of the force, and even closed the door very naturally after entering the temple, isolating the few believers on the steps with surprised and curious eyes.

His expression was calm and calm, and no one could hear the lament in his heart.

He probably knew why Iss had brought him here...... But I don't want to know much more.

The temple was empty. The bright sky light shines through the window, and the white marble floor is clean and dusty, and the faint dark lines are like water waves...... Every corner still seems to exude a sacred and majestic aura, but it is as illusory as a reflection on the water.

Ed felt a strong sense of unease welling up in his heart. There was no fog that enveloped the entire plain of Collins that no one could dispel, but he felt the suffocating coldness and emptiness of the empty temple of Collins. In a trance, it seems that if you take one more step, you will step into some vague dream...... Somewhere he could never get out again.

He shuddered involuntarily when Is's sudden roar shattered the dead silence, but he was also grateful, even though the name that Iss shouted pierced into his heart like an arrow.

"Sean!"

The name echoed between the walls: "Sean Freyche!"

Ed silently followed Isis through the halls, through the courtyard where the statues of the ancient gods towered, and again and again to suppress the urge to flee after Felicity had completely disappeared, he had not seen Sean...... He didn't dare to see it.

All he knew was that Sean had sent all the remaining priests to a more remote temple not long ago, leaving no one with any reason as before...... He never bothered to explain, let alone care what kind of rumors such a move would bring to Stonebuch, which was already in turmoil.

"Sean!"

Iss raised his voice in annoyance, even sharp with a little murderous intent, it wasn't aimed at Sean, it wasn't exactly ...... But a dragon can certainly be justifiably angry with others.

This time, someone finally responded to him.

He heard it. ”

Ed suddenly looked up and saw Icabede Beria, who had appeared in the shade of a tree at some point.

The middle-aged priest he hadn't seen for a long time was almost indistinguishable from what he remembered, slightly chubby, half-bald, with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't care about everything...... Even a half-worn white robe was the same as before.

He nodded to them and turned to lead the way, not giving Ed a second look.

Where Sean is, Ed knows...... Just never came.

When I stepped into the simple and somewhat gloomy circular stone hall, a shiver unconsciously appeared on my skin. This place gave him the feeling that it was actually the same as the three-storied pagoda at the bottom of the tower covered with precious stone debris...... Now there is a deep heart embedded in the center, which is very similar.

Something too thick made him itch and ominous, but Is, who was more perceptive than him, seemed to be unaware of it, and just strode over and stood in front of Sean Fletcher.

"I need an answer. He said bluntly: "Now." ”

Sean stared straight at him in silence. The old man who was still straight was like a big tree that was about to die, faintly revealing the smell of decay, but he was still standing.

Maybe even if he did die, he wouldn't fall.

"Need I remind you?" urges Is, impatiently, "you're not my only option. ”

Sean glanced at Ed, but Ed involuntarily lowered his head, avoiding his gaze.

“...... He knows everything. Is's voice was impatient, sounding unnecessarily menacing: "I have nothing I can't tell him!"

The corners of Ed's mouth twitched, a little wanting to laugh, but a little unable to laugh.

“...... I'm not your only option. Sean spoke slowly, "But it's the only option that won't do anything else for you." ”

"Not anymore. Isis said coldly, "I even know where you found the method...... And it was originally created by a dragon. ”

Sean didn't look surprised, just nodded calmly.

"So," he asked, "what are you doing with me?"

The light blue eyes suddenly lit up with a golden light, and the anger that had nowhere to vent was ignited instantly.

Ed was caught off guard by the sudden fluttering of his wings, and at the same time as the roar of the ice dragon, Ikabard's brief incantation sounded.

Ed was startled, and suddenly reacted, this place is a trap for Is, and this is where the priests use it to practice summoning spells...... A place to imprison and destroy monsters and demons from the Otherworld.

Maybe it's more than that. But once the runes hidden beneath the unadorned stone slabs are triggered, even a demon from the depths of hell cannot escape.

And he's almost forgotten about it...... For humans, an ice dragon is a true "monster".

He waved his hand without thinking. Thin rays of light spread across the gray ground like spider silk, connecting into round arcs of light at an ever-increasing speed, almost gently wrapping around the ice dragon's silver-white body.

They were slightly hindered for a moment. An invisible barrier surrounded the dragon, protecting it, but it was quickly cut to pieces.

Ed's goal is perhaps a more straightforward way to turn his target to the ground to destroy the runes.

Most of the time, he doesn't need to recite the mantra...... He even had a little pride in it. But when the whole person was suddenly overturned, and his body was involuntarily thrown against the wall, he finally realized that Ikabird might be the same.

He wasn't as "special" as he thought he was.

A golden mist of light rose at some point, flickering and dimming into the huge stone hall, making it look more like the base of a three-storied pagoda...... And the "guardian" here is not him.

Ed crawled up pale, not throwing another spell that was useless.

The three-storied pagoda isn't as evil as the legend suggests, but it does mercilessly drain the power of unauthorized intruders with a variety of different purposes, whether magic or life. And those powers that have accumulated little by little and sealed in gems originally had only one of the simplest purposes.

A chill crept into my heart. Even if he didn't want to believe it, he still couldn't help but shout:

"Sean...... You can't do that!"

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