There was still some distance from the darkness at the bottom, and the people walked in silence, and the closer they go, the more silent they became.

"It's the last lap. On the last stretch of the road, Viscount Eric took a closer look at the darkness.

The darkness was abrupt, like a curtain, blocking the way ahead.

Facing the darkness, Eric feels that the darkness is more like a calm water, without waves, but he feels from the bottom of his heart that it hides murderous intentions. But he didn't hesitate, didn't say much, and Viscount Eric stepped straight into the darkness.

The darkness around them seemed to come alive, and without waiting for everyone to react, they stretched out their shadow-like tentacles, enveloping them, and once again blending into the darkness of the point.

There was a trance, and when the light came out of view again, the darkness was long gone, and a towering altar stood in front of it.

The entire altar was bronze-colored, and the lowest floor was two or three hundred meters long and wide. The altar is made of layers of bronze, with a total of 36 layers, each two meters high, and the entire pyramid has an inclination of about 45 degrees.

In the center of the altar there is a bronze staircase with a bottom of nearly forty meters wide, which extends to the top of the bronze altar, and the top of the altar also has an area of more than fifty meters square. The bronze steps are not high or low, just four steps and one meter, and the total number is only two hundred and eighty-eight.

On either side of the bronze staircase, there are two straight inclined planes. The bevel is not smooth, and there are runes engraved on it, each of which corresponds to a bronze level.

"It's ......"

Although everyone has seen the huge high platform in the unclear place, compared to this one, the momentum can't help but be much weaker. This bronze altar is not only more than twice as tall as the high platform, but the rich and simple texture alone has this incomparable temperament.

Vaguely, there seems to be a kind of majesty that has been retained for eternity, still entrenched in this altar.

"This altar has an inexplicable momentum. Viscount Eric swallowed, his voice trembling slightly: "It's like an emperor...... No, it's a god!"

"It's hard to do it, this is the temple of the true god. Bourgeois, who was already a little out of breath, looked at the altar and was even more breathless: "I have never felt this kind of breath in a church or a sanctuary, even in those holy places, but it is only a spontaneous solemnity. ”

"Could it be that this altar is too big and looks too heavy to oppress us?" Captain Knox didn't believe in the gods, but he also clearly felt a sense of oppression.

"Then again, how can you travel to so many holy places? Could it be that you are a devout believer, and you don't look like it. ”

"To tell you the truth, I got a degree in theology, and I used to be a pastor, but because of something, I became an internal affairs officer in the army. Bourgeois smiled wryly, but was not too embarrassed to say why.

"Maybe it's because the altar is too heavy, maybe it's really a temple for the gods, but we can only move forward, can't we?" Viscount Eric was a little nervous, ready to step on the steps: "No matter what, it's just a dead end." ”

"Actually......" said Bourgeois, hesitatingly, "those who offend the gods can only struggle in the mud of hell after death, and the devout believers will ascend to the kingdom of the Lord in the glory of the Lord." ”

Hearing this, Viscount Eric froze, and he couldn't say anything for a while. After thinking about it, he said with some determination: "Yes, those who offend God will go to hell, but aren't we also struggling in hell on earth? ”

Bourcho also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he himself did not believe in it, so he did not argue with Viscount Eric at all.

This made Viscount Eric stunned and a little embarrassed.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's go. However, in the current situation, Viscount Eric did not have any embarrassment, straightened out his expression, and beckoned people to step up the steps.

"Yes, Lord Viscount. Regardless of whether everyone was a little stumbling in their hearts, they still stepped on the bronze steps and walked up.

"It seems like something more, a little out of breath. As the number of Taiwanese people grew, Bourcho felt a little uncomfortable and muttered.

"Heh" In the silence, Bourcho's muttering eased some of the atmosphere, and Knox couldn't help laughing: "You fat boy is too sensitive, I'm afraid it's not that you're too fat to breathe." ”

Soon, though, he couldn't laugh out loud. Maybe Bourcho was a little sensitive because of his obesity, but as everyone walked up, Knox also felt strange, it was an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Every time everyone stepped on the steps, the runes around the steps also lit up. Even if he had stepped up to another level, the original runes did not darken, but became brighter as the total number of lit runes increased, and the strange depression became stronger with the increase in the number of runes.

"Damn it!"

Knox, who collapsed on the steps, couldn't help but curse, but his voice was weak: "I don't have any strength at all......"

Originally, it was just an inexplicable depression, but as the depression increased, it seemed to have become a shackle of power, and even the energy was suppressed.

Looking at Bourcho, who was also falling down on the steps, Knox was a little unwilling: "Why are you climbing as high as me?" ”

"Phew, Captain Knox, even though I'm a little fatter, I can still withstand the pressure. "The pressure on Bourcho is not small, it is indeed a lot less than Knox, but it is enough to keep up with the speed of everyone. However, a loser does not lose the battle, looking at Knox's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help but stiffen his mouth a few words.

"Don't talk about it, save some strength, this force field is weird. Although it was a bit funny to lie on the steps, Viscount Eric did not forget to remind the two of them.

The higher you climb, the stronger the sense of oppression, the weaker your limbs become, and the more unsustainable each organ becomes.

Everyone also thought about turning around and thinking about it in the long run, but a curtain of light appeared on the steps behind them. This light curtain was extremely tenacious, and the efforts of those who retreated from the upper steps were completely in vain, and they could only climb up again.

The road to the top was the most difficult, and the people who had intended to look at the building on the top of the altar could not even lift their heads.

"Out of breath... Uh..."After all, Bourcho was still weak and weighed a step higher than others, and it was even a little difficult to breathe for a while: "I'm going to die... To die..."

"Rubbish!" Knox couldn't help but curse angrily in his heart, but he didn't delay in his hand, and he just pulled Bourcho. At this moment, Bourcho was even more out of breath, his eyes rolled and he turned his back on his breath.

"Damn it, damn it......" Knox gritted his teeth, even though he was physically strong, he was under much more pressure, and he no longer had the strength to climb up with a man.

The hand that had been holding Bourcho's arm tightly could not help but loosen a little.

"I can't take it anymore......"

A thought crossed Knox's mind, and just as he was about to let go, another hand grabbed him------ Viscount Eric, who had climbed ahead, was pulling him upward. The soldier Alets and the knight of the guard, Brownie, also imitated the appearance of Knox and Viscount Eric, and pulled Bourcho's other arm.

"Although Bourcho is useless, he likes to tear down the stage," Viscount Eric smiled and whispered, his smile could not hide his exhaustion: "But you can't just leave him behind." ”

"That's right!"

The voice was not loud, even tired, but it was still firm.

"We may die, but we will never go any further!"