In the deepest part of the labyrinth is a huge space that was formed by the collapse of a tunnel.

I don't know when or what month was built here, a building that looks like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, but in the center of the circular arena with a diameter of about 20 meters, it is not the Colosseum, but a slightly smaller altar.

Above the altar, the complex lines of the magic array emitted a dark red light like vein blood.

A man wearing a long black trench coat with a hood and mask covering his face walked around the altar, carefully examining the lines and nodes of the magic circle on the altar.

There are many areas with different functions on the magic circle, and the patterns connect those nodes with different functions, such as those magic sources that absorb magic from nature, check nodes that only allow electric magic to flow in a single direction, and magic power capacity nodes that can store magic power, and so on, and then form a powerful magic circle.

The more complex it is, the more functional areas there are, the more infallible it is to make mistakes, and many times a small mistake can even cause the entire magic array to collapse.

The man in black made a final scrutiny of the magic circle on the altar, inch by inch, until a scream interrupted his work.

The screams came from the outside of the Colosseum, far away in the silent underground space.

The man in black stopped what he was doing and hurried to the place where the voice came.

In a simple but neat room, a young woman with black hair in a long black suspender dress rolled off the chaise longue and lay on the floor, cold sweat pouring out of her trembling skin.

When the man in black pushed open the door and came in, the black-haired young woman on the ground barely regained some strength, supporting her body with both hands, y=cscx,x∈[-2π,π],y>0 function image in front of the eyes of the man in black at a glance.

The man in black hurriedly ran over and carried the black-haired young woman to the chaise longue to lie down again, and reached out to help her wipe the sweat from her face and forehead with his sleeve.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" asked the man in black anxiously, holding the other's hand.

"It's okay, don't worry. The black-haired young woman stretched out her hand and caressed the other person's face through the mask, "My Prometheus, please don't show such eyes, you are our pope, our backbone, you will always be the one who will never back down and never give up in front of us." ”

Prometheus grabbed the other party's hand and caressed his face, and said softly, "In front of you, I am just a person who loves you deeply. My Annistora, please do not hide it from me, I have said that I will bear with you any suffering you may have. ”

Annistola shook her head and said with a wry smile, "I just went to the first area of the labyrinth through the coyotes to reconnoitre, and found that they sent a team to attack us. It's just that I was accidentally discovered by their monster and was hit by the fist of punishment from a battle nun. ”

Prometheus let go of Annistora's hand, stroked her face, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, please rest well." Ignore the annoying pests, time is on our side. ”

Annistora nodded, then closed her eyes slightly.

Advanced animal trainers can connect with their pet souls, and then "empathize" with their pets. At this time, the animal trainer can sense the five senses of the demon pet, and can also manipulate the demon beast to carry out various actions. At the same time, the feeling of being injured and dying of the beast will also be felt by the trainer.

When the coyote manipulated by Annistola was discovered, she was punched by Junia's light power, and not only her body was flattened, but her soul was also burned by the divine power.

At this time, what she needs is a good rest, to recover from the damage caused by the attack, and to prepare for the next important action.

But after a few minutes, she opened her eyes again, and she decided to send another batch of monsters to give the intruders some color.

When Prometheus left Annistola's room, he found a man in a black robe waiting for him in the distance.

He walked over and said to the black-robed man, "The Holy Maiden is just having a little trouble manipulating the Demonic Beast, and she's fine. Do what you have to do and don't let her efforts go to waste. ”

After making a ninety-degree bow to Prometheus, the black-robed man turned away without saying a word.

Prometheus continued back to the altar next to the house to continue his final check.

After a long time, he finished checking the last node. With a sigh of relief, he walked to the bottom of the altar through an underground passage next to the altar.

There was a small room here, and in the center of the room was a small altar less than three meters in diameter, on which dark red magic arrays led in all directions, and then extended up along the walls.

Above the altar, there is some kind of presence suspended.

When different people who have entered this room stand before Him, they see different images of Him.

To Prometheus, He was like a tumbling white cloud.

"Go back!"

A voice suddenly exploded in Prometheus' head.

"Don't give it to me... It's so arrogant!"

"It's all said... Don't come... Huh?"

A few of the same words rang out in Prometheus's mind over and over again, but the momentum of the voice was a little lacking compared to the vicious content.

Prometheus knelt down on the cushion in front of the altar, clasped his hands together, and prayed: "My God, under the shadow of your wings, our strength is from you." ”

"We always have something to look forward to, and we ask you to support us from childhood to old age. ”

"My God, we must look to yourself to receive true power. ”

“......”

As Prometheus prayed, the voice in his head gradually subsided, like a hungry and crying child who began to eat.

Soon after, the time for daily prayer came, and more and more people began to pray in this area of the labyrinth, and the presence on the altar gradually revealed its irresistible momentum to mortals.

Annistora, who was resting in her room, opened her eyes with a look of greed.

At this moment, Charles and his party had arrived at the predetermined rest area, and Charles was pulling out everyone's dinner from the storage ring.

Suddenly, the nun trainees in the line, who were lining up in front of Charles to receive dinner, noticed that their hearts were pounding for a while.

Elizabeth, Artoria, Junia, and Vannis looked together in the direction of the altar in the depths of the labyrinth.