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This temple seems to be built on the clouds, and the base color is pure white, and the ubiquitous light makes it bright and transparent at all times.

Six glittering thrones are solemn and sacred, enclosing in a circle over the main hall.

In the middle of the main hall stood a goddess bathed in holy light.

She holds a radiant scepter, wears an intricate and delicate crown on her head, and her impeccable face makes people feel a kind of warmth illuminated by the warm sun with a smile.

Five of the thrones sat their respective god-kings, their appearances and demeanors were different, but all of them had an inviolable sacredness and pride, except for the one directly opposite the goddess of light.

"How's it going about diverting the Dark Hunter's Soul Fire, Safra?"

Dawn turned her gaze to a shrine to her right, her voice ethereal.

On the throne sat an old man dressed in a garment of white feathers, which at first glance looked like a large bird.

"Your Majesty, I have chosen a suitable candidate for the Dark Hunter and personally handed over the Source of Light to him, and I am confident that he will be able to fulfill your commission and make the greatest contribution to the return of the Dark Hunter."

'Eyes in the Sky' Safra got up from her seat and saluted Dawn respectfully as she reported, "But because the barrier has so many eyes and ears in a thousand realms, I can't keep an eye on this qualified person frequently and for a long time. ”

As he spoke, his eyes glowed with a dazzling golden light, casting a wall of light curtains in front of him.

Appearing in the light curtain is a young man of ordinary appearance, whose only characteristic is that he has a large shiny bald head.

"Your Majesty, please see, this is the person I have carefully selected for you to inherit the Dark Hunter's Godhead?"

Safra stroked his long beard and said with a confident face: "He has a good will, which perfectly matches the spirit of the Dark Hunter, use him as a container, cultivate it, and I believe that it will not be long before he can grow into the new body of the Dark Hunter." ”

The image of the person in the light curtain is none other than the 'Shake M' of the bald team trio, who is sent out of the game by Jason, and after returning to the preparation space, he waits for a moment until he meets the other two bald heads in the team, and then a new game begins.

At this moment, Lao Tuo was walking nervously against a wall, and less than ten meters behind him, a nun in a black and white priest's uniform was following him silently with her head bowed and her hands down, walking as if she was gliding close to the ground.

Dawn watched as the resentful spirits dressed as nuns approached, attacked from behind, and gouged out Lao Tuo's eyes and tongue alive, and finally strangled Lao Tuo to the ground.

The picture is terrible......

"That's what you call the best fit?" Dawn's tone was skeptical.

"Crown...... Your Majesty, this is probably his carelessness, and mortals have times when they are careless, which is unavoidable...... Moreover, the strength of the demon Valak is too strong, and it is indeed not something he can deal with at this stage. ”

Safra hurriedly explained, her expression was slightly flustered, and even beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Then why can't I feel the slightest bit of the power of the Source of Light in him?"

"This ...... It must be the result of being fully absorbed by the soul of the Dark Hunter......"

Safra's voice grew weaker and weaker, and even he knew that it was not something that any god could accomplish in order to completely absorb the source of light that had taken tens of thousands of years to condense into the Dawn Ray, and even more so with the mutilated soul of the Darkness Hunter.

Dawn was a little impatient, and she began to regret entrusting this important task to the old subordinate in front of her, who had become cowering since the 'War of the Gods', and who had been dominated by the fears of the 'Transgressors'.

It might have been more appropriate to let the 'King of Survival' Grylls do it at that time.

I don't know, who has this source of light now?

"Alright, you stay tuned to this matter, and be careful not to let the Dark Temple guys and the transgressors know about it."

Dawn felt tired for a while, and didn't want to blame Safra anymore.

After sending this Safra, she waved the scepter in her hand, and her body gradually solidified, and finally turned into a crystal clear statue standing in the center of the temple.

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The opposite of the Temple of Light is the Temple of Darkness, and the two are in a balance that does not interfere with each other.

It was the polar opposite of the Temple of Light, built in the clouds, surrounded by a thick darkness, with countless translucent souls screaming and flying through the air.

The structure of the temple is similar to that of the Temple of Light, but standing in it is a tall, indifferent man.

He had scarlet eyes, and his body was hidden in a thick black smoke. The black mist shifted behind him, sometimes spreading and sometimes condensing into the face of an evil beast, and let out a silent roar, which was the Lord of Darkness, the Dire.

The god of hunting, which was made of the body of a goshawk, a brown bear, and a cheetah, and the three-eyed cat, the phantom demon, stood in front of the Dire at this moment.

"Your Majesty, at your command, Paine and I have bestowed the Dark Bloodline upon the newborn Dark Warrior."

The Phantom Demon licked his paw and reported in a shrill voice.

"Hmmm......"

The sound of the Dire was like rolling thunder hidden in the dark clouds.

"Dawn's intention to resurrect the Dark Hunter has been seen through by me a hundred years ago, and this plan seems to me to be very stupid."

"It's true that the Dark Hunter is the only god-king in the 'War of the Gods' who can rival the Transgressors, but Dawn's shallow gaze ignores the changes that have taken place in the past hundred years."

"It's ridiculous that those who cross the line will also grow, and her gang of old and crippled wastes will only rest on their laurels, lose their fighting spirit, and hope that a former loser will take back the world."

Dire let out a series of arrogant laughs as he said this, and then he spread his palms in front of him, revealing a vague figure in the palm of his hand, a man with a white mask and suspenders, a sharp chef's knife in one hand and an old tape recorder in the other......

"Now only if I devour the source of light and the soul of the Dark Hunter can I have the power to fight the Transgressors."

Dire clenched his fists, crushed the image of the figure in his palm, and then opened his arms to embrace the sky, and his voice was like thunder from the sky: "Only this broken world can be truly redeemed!" ”

Paine and the Phantom Demon looked fascinated below, and they spoke out in unison, offering to do everything in their power to help Dire obtain both.

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