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In the dark hall, in front of the huge statue of the goddess, the three figures were eeriely pulled by the sparse candlelight on the wall.

The person at the head was dressed in a red priest's robe, his face was a little vicissitudes, and his hair also showed wisps of white marks, revealing a kind of power that had lived in people for a long time.

The two people behind the priest were shrouded in robes, their heads bowed slightly, and they couldn't see any faces. The one on the left hand is thin and dressed in a golden robe. The man on the right hand was shorter and dressed in a silver robe.

"The Goddess gave me a revelation last night. ”

The priest in the middle raised his head slightly, staring at the huge statue of the goddess, his tone was quiet, as if he was not in the world, but there was an inexplicable piety, and a divine majesty filled the entire hall.

The two people behind the priest were silent, without the slightest movement, quiet as two stones, quietly waiting for the priest's follow-up words.

"The time is almost up, the last of the six artifacts has already been accounted for, and the goddess will return soon!"

The priest turned slightly and looked at the two young subordinates. He had been very happy since he heard the goddess's voice last night, and when he saw the two proud disciples, he asked softly, "Are you happy that the goddess is about to return?"

"Happy. Two young voices replied, their voices as neat as if they were one, but there was no hint of joy in their tones.

"Good!"

The priest was appreciative, it was obvious that he didn't care if the two were really happy, all he wanted was the loyal attitude of the two of them.

"The sixth artifact is in the Lanze Demon Martial Academy, and several other artifacts will be gathered there one after another, and the goddess's prophecy will never be wrong! Kim, you go to the Demon Martial Arts Academy and take the opportunity to bring the artifact back!"

The golden-robed man bowed slightly, stroked his chest with his left hand, the corners of his pale lips outlined a graceful arc in the candlelight, and a soft male voice gently echoed in the hall: "Obey, Your Majesty." ”

The man in the silver robe didn't move, and he couldn't even feel his breath.

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