Cloister Gate (3)
It is a magnificent room, with a high spiral ceiling and a brilliant hanging lamp hanging in the center, and the corridor is covered with colorful embroidered carpets as far as the eye can see.
Under the hanging lamp, a circle of coiled ladders with the same pattern is also in a spiral shape, extending endlessly in both directions. Dipping down, the light below becomes dimmer and dimmer, spiraling tightly and regularly, as if it can suck everything in, and it is far from the bottom.
At this time, there were nine people standing or sitting in the center of the hall, and when they saw them coming, they all stood up immediately, and one of them, a young man who was surrounded by the rest of the people, stepped forward a little anxiously, saluted, and asked, "Guide, we have been waiting here for more than a month, and now the number of people is complete?" ”
More than a month?
How many people are still in this experiment?
Bai Ling looked at them without leaving a trace, three women and six men, only a few of them looked like Orientals, and a few looked like Westerners, all dressed differently, among which the young man was the most noble, and on the chest of a blue robe, a dark symbol symbolizing the knights of the Central Church was particularly eye-catching.
It turns out that the people of the church can also be tested and returned to the ruins.
"The number of people has reached ten, and the trial can be opened, but." Everywhere Yafergomon's gaze reached, the gaze that seemed to be substance made many people subconsciously look away.
He continued, "All living beings who come to the gates of the cloister must follow the rules here. ”
The blue-robed man said without humility or arrogance, "Rest assured, guide, His Holiness the Pope has admonished us to obey the rules absolutely. ”
Yafergholmon chuckled absently, his tone light but elegant, "Then you all listen up." The rule here is that you have to find four keys that symbolize water, fire, wind, and earth within three months, otherwise you will be considered a failure in the trial. ”
Trimester?
Bai Ling suddenly frowned.
"Don't be in a hurry." Yafergómon's gaze fell on her briefly, as if to see her hesitation, and chuckled, "When I say three months, I use this as a unit of measurement. ”
Then with a wave of her hand, the nine people who were originally standing with her were instantly left with only one black-haired and black-eyed Oriental beauty who looked seventeen or eighteen years old. China
"Sidi! Chamel! Where have you been! The beautiful woman in the light green dress was shocked to see that her companion had suddenly disappeared.
It's a unique name.
Bai Ling was trying to find the key alone, when her head suddenly hurt, and the next moment, a lot of content appeared in her mind.
The Corridor of Time is a temple with no substance composed of countless endless passages of the floors, and she is now on one of the countless floors of the Corridor of Time, and Aphgomon has divided the ten people into five groups, and the other eight have been teleported to a certain level of the temple.
All the ten of them had to do was to find the four keys behind the door in this endless hall, and after collecting them, they could leave together according to their performance.
It sounds like this trial isn't easy.
There are only four keys in this endless temple, and if you don't want to strategize, let alone three months, even three years may not be able to complete the task.
Water, fire, wind, earth......
Since these four specific elements are the same, the door with the key must be different from the others.
Bai Ling thought so, her eyes turned, but she remembered that she still had a "team member".
Now, I can't leave her behind and act on my own.
It's just that......
She looked at the pale, somewhat pitiful beauty next to her, and pouted secretly.
With this kind of psychological quality, she is definitely not a "foreigner" like her.