The door trembled trembled trembly, but it didn't move.

As soon as Yuhiri grinned, wanting to secretly laugh in his heart, he saw—

The gate, which had been restored, collapsed in an instant.

The heavy, massive door panel slammed against the marble floor of the temple with a dull loud thud.

Before the corners of his grinning mouth could be closed, the surprise on his face couldn't help but appear.

Because there was no door to obstruct it, the scene inside the temple was presented to the two of them without obstruction.

The furnishings of the temple were not as splendid as the exterior of the temple, but as if they were shrouded in a layer of black mist, exuding a strange aura that was incompatible with the light.

Yuhiri followed Dill into the main hall.

The huge hall was empty, and the only sound could be heard except for the "click" of the heels of shoes on the marble floor, but there was no other sound.

It was as if there was no living thing around except for two walking men.

The hall was a pure darkness, not the kind of darkness that came down from the night, but a boundless darkness that could not be dispelled even by the talent of the bloods.

Walking in such darkness, Juhiri was like a blind man, unable to see anything. He had to rely on the sound of footsteps to determine the direction of the dill's walking, and followed closely as it went.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew in the main hall.

The shadowless wind blew on the surrounding walls, making a "knock" sound like a wooden stick hitting the stone wall.

The aura of darkness around them became more and more intense, and they seemed to form entities, surging from all directions, enveloping living objects in an airtight air.

Under such a dense encirclement, Juhiri felt as if he was about to drown, and his breathing became extremely rapid.

Gradually, his steps became heavier and heavier, and his back became more and more rickety. The whole body was bent like a shrimp, as if carrying a thousand pounds of weight.

With the pressure caused by the increased weight, and the suffocation caused by the tightening of the dark aura around him, Yuhiri finally fell to his knees with a "poof", unable to move forward a single bit.

At this moment, if you can tear through the layers of ethereal darkness, you can see that Yuhiri is kneeling on the ground in an extremely twisted and strange posture, his eyes are wide open, and his cold green eyes are full of fear and horror, as if he has witnessed something extremely terrible.

Hearing the sound of "popping" behind her, Dill's footsteps paused for a moment, but she did not stop to look back, and only resumed her progress in the next moment.

In fact, the feeling of dill is not much better at the moment.

With each step, the heart in her body shrank violently, as if it was being pinched and grasped by an invisible hand, squeezing with great force.

However, aside from the strange appearance coming from her heart, the dark aura that surrounded her did not cause any harm to her body.

To be precise, those dark breaths seemed to be afraid of something, and they didn't dare to approach her. But perhaps because of the sweet blood in this body or some other reason, these dark breaths are very unwilling to follow the footsteps of dill, like beasts waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the time to hunt