Therefore, under such a premise, ordinary people will not come into contact with this aspect.

"Not only that, but I feel like the well and this place are two spaces as well. If there is no problem with parchment and notes, then there are multiple spaces here. With a flick of his fingers, Ennacillin created a small pool of water, which was frozen into a piece of ice the size of a third of a palm. Then according to the location of the water stain on the ground, I made a silent calculation in my mind, and found a position in the air according to the calculation results.

Ennacillin wrapped the psionic energy on the ice, aimed at the found location and threw it hard, and the ice wrapped in psionic energy "boomed" into the calculated position of Ennacillin at high speed.

The ice disappeared at high speed as if it had crashed into water, and no sound came out.

And the space around that location shook for a moment, as if someone was holding a candle and heating it with a flame around that space.

Yuri's eyes widened as she watched the scene in front of her, this was the first time she had seen the spatial spellcasting system calculate the connection points of two spaces on the spot, and verify her words on the spot.

"Come here...... Temple...... Help me ......"

The ethereal, soft and watery female voice sounded again, and Ernacillic heard it clearly, this voice came from the temple, echoed repeatedly in the space where this temple was located, and disappeared at the junction of the two spaces after a few circles.

With this sound, a mist with the fresh smell of plants drifted from the waterfall, and Enasilin heard the sound of the waterfall splashing down in his ears becoming clearer and clearer, and the temple seemed to move closer and closer to him, and automatically turned towards the temple door.

Wait, I'm not going to go in yet.

Ennacyrin tried to step back, but he felt his legs out of his control, and could only watch as the temple approached him.

He subconsciously lowered his head, wanting to see if his legs were bound by vines and plants.

But at this glance, he realized:

It's not that the temple is approaching him, and it's not that the temple turns automatically, it's that he's been walking in the direction of the temple without knowing it!

Ernacillrin's eyes widened, and he quickly turned back to look at Kahler and the others, but he only saw a few people lying on the ground, and Lukes, who was holding a pendant in his hand, struggled to sit up with his eyes half-closed.

What's going on?

Ernacillin tried to turn around, but he found that he could not control his limbs at all, and he tried to turn his body halfway, but because he could not control his legs that kept walking forward, he could not see the rear at all.

Realizing this, Eneracillin began to try to lean back, so that he could not maintain his balance and fell backwards.

"Kara"

Ernacillic found that this was to no avail, except for the sound of bones rubbing against his waist, not only did he not have a tendency to fall backwards, but also kept him moving forward and was about to lower his waist to the ground.

It's the first time I've known I'm so flexible. Ennacyrin was feeling a little bitter at this time, and he struggled to straighten up, at least walking this way looked a little more normal, not like an alien evil thing.

I really don't know if I still want Mr. Lux to be the same as Mr. Calle, it's too embarrassing to look like that just now......

Wait, Mr. Calle, are they supposed to ...... No, no, no, don't curse others, phew, bah.

Enacyrin shook his head and turned his attention back to the scene in front of him.

He had now entered the interior of the temple, a tall and magnificent hall, and the entrance was a spacious hall.

The gate is directly opposite a one-man tall sculpture. The sculpture is in the form of a woman, with thick hair like seaweed, and even the sculpture can be seen to have soft curls that reach the ankles, and her facial features are clear and exquisite, and she is wearing a long skirt that is slim and shows off her shoulders. The design of the dress is very unique, with wide and long sleeves that are separated from the dress itself, and the upper part of the sleeves is located at the arm and chest level.

From Ernacillin's point of view, the sculpture is imbued with dynamic beauty. She didn't stand there rigidly, her expression solemn, her posture stiff, every line and fold of her clothes to be conforming.

Instead, she had a faint smile on her face and lowered her eyes slightly, watching the water flow from her right hand to her left. The water spilled from the palm of her left hand and between her fingers, and some of it flowed down her arm to her wide cuffs, accumulating into a tiny lake. The water overflowing from the small lake and the water from the left finger flowed down her long skirt, which seemed to be blown up by the breeze, to the steps of a shallow plate, where her bare feet were tread.

The steps under her feet were already filled with water, and the clear water overflowed outward layer by layer, covering the entire hall with a thin layer of water, and then overflowing outward to form the river outside.

"It's hard to imagine that such a sculpture full of beauty and movement could have existed hundreds of years ago. Sure enough, modern art has regressed too much, as if a work cannot be put on the stage without the same solemn posture of uniformity and reproduction. ”

Ernacillin shook his head, he felt that the development of the world was strange, and now it feels like it is indeed progressing, but compared to the various books, picture albums, information technology, daily objects and other things that have been handed down from the old urban era, it really feels worthless.

It's as if the world has experienced a huge catastrophe that directly led to the fault line of civilization.

Ernacillin's speculation is not unfounded speculation, it is a well-founded speculation based on the history of the association and various relics, as well as the old urban era.

He turned his gaze to the sculpture, and it was then that he realized that this sculpture full of dynamic beauty actually had a special, inviolable feeling.

"Come to the back...... Slate there. ”

Ernacillin heard the ethereal, watery female voice again, and he could be sure that the source of the voice was behind the stone statue.

He subconsciously took a few steps forward, and suddenly found that he could control his limbs.

His fingers clenched and released, repeating the action several times, like a wandering spirit that had been wandering for years and had regained its body.

Finally feeling enough to control her body, Enacillicillin stepped forward and bowed to the sculpture before walking around her and behind it.

"Slate...... Flagstone...... Ah, here it is!"

Eneracillin looked around and soon saw the slate that the voice was talking about.

The slate is not large, with only a few words engraved. The only thing that made Ernacillin feel numb was the coffin located behind the stone slab, with a blue and gold color scheme, dense and detailed patterns, and the overall feeling was very mysterious and inviolable.

"If you're willing to help me, then, read it...... The name on the slate. ”

Ernacillin is completely sure that this voice is coming from this coffin!

He felt a little bad at this time, no matter how gentle the voice was, how could this situation be so like the existence of demons and evil gods tempting the explorers to release them.

Eneracillin remained silent, his gaze swept over the slate, which was written in a common script he knew:

"The steward of all the waters that flow in the world—Selethea. ”

？？？

This description...... Is it really the existence of a god person? Wait, this is the "water from the world", right?

Enacillicillin bit the inside of his lower lip, a little hesitant.

"You...... Don't worry about the people who come with you...... They need a good night's sleep. ”

The female voice saw Enacillin's hesitation, and her voice was soft and extremely soothing.

PS: Change it first and then change it.