The Wasteland Temple, with such a majestic name, is a dangerous place that can only be reached through a lot of fog, and it has a full force that has not been opened for a hundred years.

At a glance, Leo felt that there was something wrong with his eyes, and the area was quite large, but the temple had no glow, nor did it have a quaint and mysterious atmosphere, that is, the cracked bluestone slabs were put together at random, and the weeds at the root of the wall were half a man high, and occasionally rabbits could be seen arching their nests.

After all, the only one who could stand on the brick and stone square had gathered a lot of people, most of them were children of the family, or the descendants of famous swordsmen, it seemed that it was not only Leo and his party who came in a gang, in order to avoid attracting attention, they specially found a corner to stand.

Despite this, Leo's appearance attracted a lot of attention, and he could only cover his face with his hands, and Leo realized that he had overlooked the most important thing.

Master Kanda is too stylish, and as soon as he appeared, he almost didn't write the first place in the Eastern Continent on his face, and it is impossible for Fran, who is in the same class, to be recommended by the master, not to be concerned.

Durandal surprisingly did not babble when he encountered this kind of scene, but covered his face with a cloak, which naturally attracted Leo's attention.

"What did you find?"

"They're here!"

"Who's here??"

"The smell of blood, and the smell of corpses, mixed in the crowd, that's definitely not a living person"

Things suddenly became enlightened, and it had been discovered that there was a smell of blood in the fog, combined with what Norval had said that someone was missing.

I'm afraid that the real culprit of the disappearance incident is in this group of people, although he is handsome and chic, and he is more benevolent and righteous in his heart, he will draw a knife to help him when he sees injustice, but he will inevitably stay away from the crowd as much as possible, and the province will affect the pond fish.

The next moment, a noisy voice came from the dilapidated temple, quite like the old trumpet when the elementary school had a morning meeting.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Good evening, everyone! ”

"Priest, the sun rises"

"Mrs. I said it's morning is morning, I don't believe you go out and ask, who said it's not morning!"

There were really people in the crowd who had a disgraceful elf disease, and their lives were endless, and they muttered quietly.

"This big sun hangs not in the morning, but also at night"

As soon as the words fell, a formation lit up under his feet, and a burst of mist rose, and the whole person flew up in a spiral, turning into the sky in a blink of an eye, oh not a meteor in the night sky, returning to the entrance of the wasteland road, and becoming a groundhog.

"Everyone outside, raise your hands and tell the old body, it's day or night!"

"Evening!"

In unison, there is no longer a trace of noise, and no one wants to be the second spiral.

Maybe no matter which world leader has such a fine tradition, and this old antique in the temple who doesn't know how many years has lived will naturally not lose his majesty, and the long opening speech has been spoken for I don't know how many hours.

If it weren't for the hard study (fishing) career in his previous life, he had developed a set of skills to open his eyes and doze off, Leo would definitely not have been able to stand on the hot sun in this land of sand for so long.

"..... Wilderness Temple, which has been sealed for a hundred years, feels the call of fate, and hopes that the new successor can bring new hope to this continent as he did a hundred years ago!"

“…….”

Finished? Finally finished? Is it really finished?

Thunderous applause rang out in the square outside the temple, and the chief priest was right! The chief priest said it really well, and there were endless remarks like that.

"I didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic, and the old body can't live up to everyone's expectations, I'll talk about it for a while"

“……”

"Priest chief, when the time comes, it will be a while..."

"Oh? It seems that there is such a thing, so let's talk about it today, everyone is ready to prepare, and the trial of the Wasteland Temple has officially begun! ”

The heavy stone door of the temple slowly opened, and the participants entered the temple one by one with the sigils, and the looming magic at the door scanned whether each entrant was eligible.

Occasionally, people fish in troubled waters, cover their faces with cloaks, or put on skirts and robes, without exception, they are all spiraled into the sky and accompanied by groundhogs.

The rest of the crowd was staring at each other outside, wondering what he was here for, and Leo unconsciously stood behind Master Kanda, the alarm of the embarrassing elves had not been lifted, and perhaps some terrible thing was still in these people.

As everyone knows, some three unlucky things were sunburned as creatures that couldn't see the sun, and they walked with both feet fluttering, and they almost forgot to send No. 9 in to participate in the trial, obviously the magic at the door can only detect the body, but not the soul.

"What a coincidence...."

"yes"

Stand-ins....Oh, people in different paths will always attract each other, and the one who chooses to stand behind Master Kanda is Durandar, in this cold world, only an iron sword slashes from the north of the Eastern Continent to the back of the master in the south has a trace of warmth.

Perhaps it was due to his nature to die, or perhaps he felt that he was not safe enough to do so, that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall, and that the disgraceful elves should also have a roof covered by tiles, Durandal thought of a better way.

The matter of the elves, can it be called plagiarism, the embarrassing elf who is proficient in the four drawing methods of the rune picked up two pieces of bark on the ground, and condensed a rune on it, which is exactly the same as the one that the master gave to Fran before.

"We're in, we'll see you later."

Durandal squeaked and walked into the temple with May, not forgetting to wave to Leo, and the dutiful screening formation did not produce any reflection.

“？？？”

It's like the girlfriend who has been dating online for more than ten years is a man, and it's like asking his brother to go to find a female classmate he hasn't seen for many years without success, but a few months later he received their wedding invitation, Leo deeply feels betrayed.

The inside of the temple looked much larger than the outside, and at the end of the long passage, all the candidates were already concentrated there, at least twenty or thirty people, and they did not notice at all that there were two more stowaways.

"Ah, someone hurt me!"

On the high platform, an old lady with a wrinkled face clutched her chest and planted back, Dean was stunned, he hadn't done it yet, and who could kill this old woman inside the temple? Heart disease?

The old lady's acting skills were extremely pompous, moaning and turning backwards five times before falling to the ground, lying on the ground while feeling out a pillow for herself as quickly as possible.

"What the hell is someone! Assassinated the great priest! ”

“……”

The chief priest fell, occasionally snoring softly, and several priests tried their breath and shook their heads with a sad expression.

"Ah, all the participants of the trial, the despicable enemy has murdered the chief priest, find this person, and the soul of the chief priest can rest in peace~"