A golden sun was embedded in the blue sky, and a white cloud was like a lone sail on the blue sea floating in the clear sky.

The light blue canopy, like a clean velvet, trimmed with yellow gold, was as clear as jasper.

In the afternoon, the sun flowed like the notes of water, wetting different charming sorrows.

The scorching sun shone around the altar, testing the people around it.

In this world full of divine grace, it is natural that there is no shortage of altars to communicate with the gods.

This altar in front of you, presents a U-shaped building, 34.2 meters long from east to west, 36.44 meters long from north to south, the upper layer around is a colonnade that exudes golden light, but there is a pedestal of about 6 meters under the colonnade, the upper part of the pedestal is engraved with a huge high relief wall band, the content of these relief wall bands are all the fighting heroic posture of professionals against monsters, one by one relief wall bands, giving people a realistic, full of dynamic and prominent images and fierce and tense atmosphere.

This altar does not have the grandeur of the altar in the center of Faust, and naturally there is no altar of the gods in the center of Faust to communicate the role of the gods.

There is only one function of this altar in front of me, and that is to change careers, and to give divine grace to the alternate professions who have successfully completed the death trial and come out of the death canyon to become professionals.

Outside the altar now, there are many people standing, but if you look closely, you can see that there are only three people standing closest to the altar.

Two women and one man, one of the women had long snow-white hair, waist-length white hair without the slightest restraint, naturally sprinkled behind her, a white robe, without a trace of variegation, and it was spotless.

The first time a woman looks at it, she can make a deep impression, white, in addition to white or white, hair is white, clothes are white, and even skin color is still white.

A faint smile hung on the face of this woman in her forties, and the passage of time did not leave any trace on the woman, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on her face.

A smile with a strong affinity can make anyone feel good.

She is the archbishop of the Church of the Gods, Althea!

Another woman, with orange hair, dressed as a hunter, carrying a wooden longbow on her body, showed a more heroic appearance, if this person were Ares again, he would be able to recognize that this was his acquaintance, and threw himself down, choosing to run away Elena,

The rest of the man, needless to say, has brilliant blonde hair, a slender body, and a handsome appearance, and he is Galleon.

"Archbishop Althea can start, the time has come?" Looking up at the sky, looking at the sun hanging overhead and emitting a scorching light, Garon said urgingly.

"Yes, the time has come, it's time for the ceremony," Elena looked at Archbishop Althea with a fiery look in her eyes.

Professional, he is about to become a professional, and a scene came to Elena's mind, she was from a low background, and only by becoming a professional can she get ahead and make her family rich

In order to participate in the selection to become an alternate professional, the young self practiced archery again and again.

He lacks intelligence, does not have the talent to become a mage and a priest, does not have strong physical fitness, and is destined to have no chance with a warrior, and the most powerful paladin, who claims to be a natural leader, has no hope.

Hunters, only hunters are their own choice.

After countless extreme trainings, I survived again and again, and even this death trial, I successfully walked out alive.

As long as the ceremony is performed, he can become a professional, become a nobleman, and move out of the poor and dirty ghetto.

"Two little ones, I can understand the eagerness of the two of you, the desire to become professionals," Archbishop Althea's voice, full of departing love, soothed the eager hearts of the two, but with Archbishop Althea's not-so-old face, the old Archbishop Althea appeared a little strange.

However, with so many people present, none of them had a sense of disobedience in their hearts.

"There is still a little time left, and maybe someone will come out of the Death Canyon and complete the death trial." Althea continued.

"There's absolutely no way anyone can get out of the Death Canyon and complete the death trial, we're the last two," Garon said directly and categorically when he heard Althea's words.

Turning his gaze at Elena, he continued, "You say yes! Elena. ”

"Garon is right, no one will come out of Death Canyon again," Elena said, looking subconsciously towards the location of Death Canyon.

This altar is built at the exit of the Death Canyon, and as long as you can get out of the Death Canyon and complete the death trial, you can easily be discovered.

Looking at the exit of Death Canyon, Elena still has a trace of gloom, but it is only a flash, at this moment Elena thought about Ares, the Ares who was pit by herself, but Elena does not regret it, if there is another choice, Elena will still do it, although I can't live Ares, but in order to survive, I can only do this.

She Elena has never been a person of high moral character, selfish, realistic, this is her Elena.

Garon's words made many people staring at the exit of Death Canyon have a deep look of disappointment in their eyes, these people who came to the altar are all related to the alternate professionals who participated in the death trial this time, although as early as when Garon and Elena walked out, they had a bad premonition in their minds, but there was still an expectation in their hearts.

Expecting the final miracle to appear, but as time passed bit by bit, Garon's cruel words made many people look disappointed, and they shook their heads and left with sadness.

But there was still a glimmer of hope, staring at the exit of the Death Canyon with blazing eyes, and they longed for a miracle.

There are also people who don't accept reality, and they rush directly at Garon and shout with a roar in their mouths; "You panic, how could Quill die, he promised me that he would become a professional."

"What's impossible? Don't talk about Quill, even if Ares is so much stronger than him, it's not dead. Garon looked at the person who was intercepted by the others, and said with disdainful sarcasm in his mouth.

"You're wrong about Garon, I'm not dead."

"And Quell's death, is the evil result of your Garon as a MT escape, first ran away and threw Quill and the others, and then threw me down and ran away alone, you Garon can really be regarded as an escaper!";