The entire temple reverberated with the laughter of the temple master, and the laughter sounded hearty, but it made Lu Yuan's back feel a chill - the muscles in his face twitched, and his lips tightened.

\tThe Lord of the Temple stared intently at Lu Yuan, "If he comes to accompany you, will you sink completely?" ”

Lu Yuan didn't say a word, his cold face was covered with a layer of frost, his teeth were bitten and creaked, and his eyes were staring directly at the Lord of the Temple.

He would never drag Lu Ze into the water.

In the end, the Lord of the Temple didn't let Lu Yuan answer, and waved his hand to signal Lu Yuan to leave.

Lu Yuan walked alone in the empty hallway, the floor clean enough to reflect his reflection.

His steps were fast and steady, he knew the temperament of the Lord of the Temple, and if he did what he said, Lu Ze's next situation could be imagined.

His figure faded into the hallway.

The Lord of the Temple closed his eyes, pinched a ring in his finger, and threw it into the air.

The moment the ring fell, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.

Suddenly—a dark red afterimage swept over his body where it met the white light.

With it, his body had appeared outside the temple.

He moved slowly, his heels making a crisp sound as they hit the ground.

The dim light of the fire shone on the dark red robe, and his emaciated back was like a moving hanger.

The corridor he walked through, the surrounding stone walls were carved with blooming flowers, enchanting and luxuriant.

Two beams of light cast from the eyes of the stone statue on the wall lamp, and the appearance was eerie and eerie.

The twists and turns of the corridor, seemingly endless, waved his left hand.

The entire hallway emitted a "w-click-"

sound, the square stone walls began to move, regrouping, like a disrupted labyrinth.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from wall to wall.

A corridor leading into the depths of darkness reappeared in front of him, his eyes narrowed and narrowed, revealing a hint of cunning, and his eyes revealed a pleasure to enjoy his prey.

I don't know what exciting secrets are hidden in the dark depths.

A tall and majestic gate stood in front of him, and layers of intricate chains were tightly entwined, and on top of the chains floated a faint dark gold, and they flowed slowly, making each chain a living creature.

Ancient and intricate spells are engraved on the gates, like a prison for the demons.

"Click-"

The door opens.

When the Lord of the Temple stepped inside, he "whoosh—"

Beams of fire lit up, illuminating the entire underground castle.

H and G, who were standing in front of him, looked back in surprise, and finally turned to calm and shouted in unison, "Lord of the Temple." ”

Their knees are slightly bent and half-hunched.

The Lord of the Temple held out his hand, and their bodies seemed to be dragged up by the air, and their bodies grew straighter.

"Has anything unusual happened in the dungeon lately?"

H and G's hearts sank, they had no idea the sudden arrival of the Lord of the Temple.

The two of them looked calm, and H smiled slightly, trying to hide the panic in his heart, "One qiē as usual." ”

The Lord of the Temple looked at H, as if to see her through, "Really? ”

H's back was cold, and he pretended to be calm, "Of course it's true, if it's fake, I'm probably already in a different place." ”

She is still worried that the loss of the key will be discovered by the Lord of the Temple.

The Lord of the Temple glanced at H, a smile on the evil ghost's face, his hands behind his back, and he walked deeper and deeper.

The walls were erected and impregnable, all the doors were bound with special chains, and there were traps everywhere that would be riddled with holes if you were not careful.

H and G looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and G gave H a look, and the two of them took steps to follow the footsteps of the Lord of the Temple.

Doors were erected in the corridor through which the Lord of the Temple had walked, and there was a constant murmur and call from inside the door, and although the voice was extremely weak, it sounded miserable.

The Master of the Temple walked into a cell deep in the hallway.

G stepped forward, he held a delicate golden key in his hand, and the key was inserted into the lock hole, "Click-"

The lock is opened.

Seven intertwined strands of steel moved one by one, sinking into the wall.

Immediately after that, there was a raised square on the door, and the dense ridges began to shuffle, starting to spread outward from the very middle position.

"Ding—"

The door was opened.

A young girl with her head hanging and her black hair scattered was hung diagonally from a cross-shaped stone pillar.

The thin clothes on her body just outlined her beautiful curves.

Her wrists were wrapped around slender chains, and the chains shone faintly blue, like tiny thunderbolts that kept sending out "whoops-"

sounds.

Her sexy collarbone was covered with a dark black scab, a black scab fell off her pink skin, and a new wound was added to the black scab, dripping drops of dark blood, and the whole room was filled with the smell of blood.

The Lord of the Temple walked up to the maiden and picked her chin with his index finger, his sticky hair sticking to her face, an indescribable mess.

The temple master made a casual movement, as if he had touched some mechanism.

The girl's back suddenly sprouted two white skull claws, sharp knuckles inserting into her butterfly bones.

The girl's head suddenly rose, her eyes were red with torture, and a terrible cry resounded throughout the dungeon.

"Ahhh......h

Two lines of crystal tears flowed from her delicate face, and she stared at the Lord of the Templar viciously, towards his face, "Phew! ”

A mouthful of spit.

She suddenly laughed, "Are you so naïve that you think that imprisoning me here will make me submit?" ”

The laughter was like a bell and the sound was jarring.

H and G handed the Lord of the Temple a handkerchief at the same time, he took the handkerchief, wiped his face, and stared at the black-haired girl, "Hera? Do you know what the name stands for? The goddess of the universe. Why don't you want to stay in this castle, even if you suffer? ”

His handkerchief, wrapped in his handkerchief, lightly touched the wound on Hera's collarbone.

The pain distorted Hera's face, painful and hideous, and she didn't want to make a sound, clenching her teeth, her chapped lips biting and blood pouring out.

"It's really bearable."

In disgust, he threw his handkerchief at a cluster of flames in the room, "Whoosh-"

The handkerchief was burned to ashes.

The Lord of the Temple waved his hand and motioned for H and G to go out.

As they left, the door was closed, and only the Lord of the Temple and Hera were left in the small space.

Hera's stubborn face revealed a little unwillingness, she had already given up on breaking free from the shackles here.

The indifferent face of the Lord of the Temple suddenly raised a clean smile, "Why are you so resistant to being here, didn't you want to belong to a world of your own?" ”

Hera's eyes were filled with hatred, "Why? It's too virtual here, and even if I can have a qiē at will, you just treat me as a machine. Erasing my memory to think I'm going to give in forever? ”

"I sue you, never."

He almost roared, anger filling his chest.

And her wrists were tightly locked.

The Temple Master's voice softened suddenly, "I can let you go as long as you agree." But you can never go back to the real world. ”

He still didn't say that.

"Hehe, Otaku Academy is not at all what it was originally set to be, its bloody cruelty is a hundred times dirtier than the real world."

She looked at the Lord of the Temple, her thick eyelashes fluttering, obscuring a look in her eyes.

"No, never. Survival of the fittest, natural selection. This is the rule of the world, and no one can break it. This is the paradise lost for mankind. ”

He was waiting for Hera to nod his head, and as long as she agreed, he would order her to be released.

Hera laughed, "You continue to live in your dreams, and one day they will be shattered. ”

Hera's memories had awakened before, and she wanted to escape from here.

She is imprisoned in the dungeon, where all the graduating goddesses who make mistakes or awaken their memories begin to control the world for him.

There are a lot of jù hidden in the virtual world, and there are too many complicated programs, and the graduation goddess is the best candidate, and the way of control is even more cruel, and their brain consciousness will be imprisoned in the dungeon forever.

Hera was the only goddess who did not give in, and she would rather die in agony than die for a demon, even if he was once her closest person.

The Lord of the Temple furrowed his eyebrows, and a figure teleported in front of her, "Are you sure you remember?" ”

His face was infinitely close to Hera, and Hera turned her head away.

I didn't want to look at him.

Eventually, the Lord of the Temple vanished.

The chains on Hera's body all fell, and she fell to the ground with a loud clatter, and the wounds on her body were slowly healing, and layers of heavy scabs slowly fell off, revealing pink and white skin.

What did he mean by that?

Hera frowned.

She had never looked at him, not even in her memory.

He raised himself, but in the end he imprisoned himself in a virtual world from which he could not escape.

Gave himself an endless life, but it was a nightmare.

She had fought her way through countless maidens to the position of leader, her hands stained with countless blood, and she would rather stay in captivity for eternity than call that man, father.

No one knew Hera's relationship with the Lord of the Temple.

I only know that she is the only goddess who is imprisoned here and tortured, and the other goddesses will always give in, and no one can bear such pain.

Hera also never knew that as long as she admitted her mistakes, all the past was not to blame.

Hera had led the goddess beneath the dungeon to rebel against the Lord of the Temple, believing that she would be able to lead everyone out and that no one would be able to withstand the wrath of the Lord of the Temple.

But when he stood in front of her, she couldn't draw her weapon after all.

She didn't know where the rest of the goddesses were hidden, only she was in the prison.

Whenever he appeared, he would wait for Hera to speak, and Hera looked at him with no other affection than hatred.

Hera did not escape from this dark cage after all, and the pain in her body was repeated, even to the bone marrow, and she still did not want to bow to him.

Hera looked at the light shining through the crack in the door, her eyes desperate and angry.

The Lord of the Temple took one last look at the door, "There is no need to punish Hera in the future, she will be left to fend for herself." ”

He doesn't need a pawn that can't rebel against him, even if it's his adopted daughter, he can't betray him.