In short, as long as there is enough strength as a continuous support, the carriage can gallop freely between heaven and earth without any obstacles.

The carriage stopped in the woods not far from the Temple of Light.

Probably because of the shadow of the light of the temple, the trees of this forest grew exceptionally tall and luxuriant, and each of them showed a vigorous and towering momentum, as if they wanted to compete with the heavens.

This luxuriant and unusual woods was now the best cover for the carriage.

Yuhiri stepped out of the carriage, and with the Blood's keen vision at night, he was able to see his surroundings without any obstacles.

Naturally, I saw the temple of light under the shade of tall trees, slightly revealing the corner of pale gold.

The so-called Temple of Light, its architectural characteristics must contain a strong bright color.

The outer layer of the temple seems to be made of gold and stone, and even in the dark night when you can't see your fingers, you can still shine a dazzling golden light from afar.

But even this luxurious construction does not make people feel the slightest vulgarity and pompous because of its intricate and ingenious design. On the contrary, the material of the gold and stone brings out the nobility and beauty of the temple even more.

Just as fire and water are incompatible, light and darkness are natural enemies.

Although Yuhiri did not know the name and purpose of this palace, he just watched from afar, slowly approaching it, and his body was still able to produce a kind of resistance similar to instinct.

The place where the Temple of Light is located, although it is not the place with the strongest aura of light in the entire small world, at least, it is the place with the strongest aura of light in the entire Eurasian continent.

In such a place, Yuhiri, as a dark mage, naturally felt uncomfortable and suppressed.

Although he already had a similar conjecture in his heart, Yuhiri looked at Dill who was walking in front of him, and gritted his teeth and followed closely.

Although she never looked back at herself along the way, Yuhiri was not naïve enough to think that she had completely neglected herself.

He knew that his every move was still firmly under her control. If the slightest mistake is made, the result must be a terrible price for him.

Dill stopped at the entrance to the temple, and the building in front of her was truly spectacular. Even the tallest human standing in front of it still appears as small as an ant.

The doors of the temple are painted in circles of radial, sun-like patterns, and the thin lines swirl and expand, as if they can spin and grow, and shine brightly in the night.

The temple, as the most important place of worship for the light mage clan, naturally has more important other functions than just for decoration.

Dill stared silently at the lines on the door, which grew and enlarged and magnified in her eyes, until at last each line twisted and folded into a small spiral circle. These circles are tightly arranged on the strips of the lines, one after the other, making them appear tightly clustered and inseparable.

Suddenly, they have changed. From the previous regular arrangement, it gradually became disorganized.

These small, dense spirals began to spiral in the human eye, and the speed became faster and faster