The tornado, which had lost the blessing of the power of dialects, quickly subsided. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For a while, the sky was like dumplings, and there were constantly gold-devouring flying ants falling from the sky, and then falling heavily into the desert.

Fortunately, the carapace of the gold-devouring flying ants is indeed hard enough, and there is a thick layer of sand under them as a buffer, so they have not suffered any losses because of this.

Fang Yan held Elume in one hand and wand in the other, and slowly descended from the sky.

The Gold-Devouring Flying Ants, who had just recovered from their vertigo, instinctively wanted to attack the dialect, but were knocked back by the gold-devouring ant queen Alume, who had already surrendered to the dialect and turned into a dialect pet.

In the ant colony, the queen's orders are more important than anything else, and although the ants don't understand why their queen is protecting the human in front of them, the nature that flows deep in their veins still makes them instinctively obey Elume's orders and stop attacking.

Watching the movements of the ants, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

The colony also obeyed Elume's orders, which would undoubtedly save a lot of effort on the part of the swarm.

Although this group of gold-devouring flying ants has lost their ability to attack in the air due to the loss of their wings, their strength is still not to be underestimated. At least on this desert, the scale of gold-devouring flying ants is definitely a fierce thing that any creature will have to avoid when they see it.

With such a formed combat force that can be controlled by himself, the next journey in the desert should be much easier.

But when Fang Yan's mind turned and he remembered the warning that had been flooding in his heart since he lifted off just now, the smile on his face couldn't help but be put away.

"This Sky ......"

Looking up at the sky with a deep gaze, Fang Yan wondered why he was wary of the seemingly calm sky.

He still remembered that when he passed through this desert, he had escaped the attack of the gold-devouring flying ants from the sky in his Animagus form, and he didn't encounter any danger at that time.

“…… Could it be that his strength was not enough to sense the danger? Or did something happen here after I left this world? ”

The thoughts in Fang Yan's mind kept flickering, and he instinctively felt that the latter guess was more reliable.

"Forget it!"

After a moment's silence, Fang Yan shook his head slightly, and decided that it would be better to return to the temple by land.

Although I don't know what danger lies in the sky in this area, it should not be so simple to think that what can alert my heart.

In order to avoid unforeseen complications, it is better to rush back to the temple area as soon as possible, and it is better to walk through the desert by yourself.

"Not to mention ......"

Fang Yan's eyes swept around the gold-devouring flying ants.

"With the presence of these little guys, I can save some effort."

The reputation of the Golden Devouring Flying Ant among the Warcraft is not much smaller than that of the Desert Marching Ant in the world.

Patting Alume's head, the dialect transmitted its meaning to her mind with mental power.

After understanding what her master meant, the queen of the gold-devouring ants, Elumei, shook her head a little lazily. Without seeing her make any movements, the surrounding gold-devouring flying ants quickly moved in the direction of the temple as if they had received some order.

rustle,

Under the repeated attacks of the dialect, there were still a large number of gold-devouring flying ants still alive, and soon they converged into a tide of ants in front of the dialect.

Fang Yan glanced thoughtfully at the pair of small and delicate tentacles on Ai Lumei's head, he seemed to feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on these tentacles just now, but it was not quite like spiritual power in the traditional sense.

"It's a bit like the product of the combination of spiritual power and the magnetic field of life......

Shaking his head, he returned to the dialect of God from his thoughts, and after realizing that the ants had gone out for some distance, he decided not to think about these things for the time being. I saw him take a step, take a few quick steps to reach the back of the gold devouring ant colony, and follow the colony forward.

On the pale desert, the gold-devouring flying ants with golden body colors do not look very conspicuous, but the creatures that appear along the way, whenever they hear the rhythmic "rustle" sound, they quickly dodge from the path of the ant colony as if they were facing a great enemy.

Relying on the presence of Ailumei by his side, the ant colony will not attack him, and the dialect is tightly attached to the back of the gold-devouring ant colony, and it is easy to move with the help of the "ferocity" of the gold-devouring flying ants.

Although the speed of the ant colony in the desert is slower than that of dialects, it is not much less efficient than dialects flying alone, in addition to avoiding all kinds of dangers that may be encountered along the way.

So it didn't take long for the dialect to see the ancient temple complex again.

A few hundred meters away from the temple complex, Fang Yan frowned and looked at the gold-devouring flying ants who refused to take another step forward.

Not only was the ant colony reluctant to move forward, but even Elume expressed her reluctance to approach the temple to the dialect through the rune seal in her head.

It seemed that in the ancient temple complex ahead, there was something that made her and the Gold-Eaters extremely unsettling and fearful.

(What's in there?) ）

Fang Yan frowned and asked Elume through his spiritual power.

Elume shook her head, sealed through the runes, and Fang Yan knew that she meant that she didn't know what was inside, but instinctively didn't want to get anywhere.

didn't get the answer he wanted, and Fang Yan's brows couldn't help but frown even tighter. Judging from the performance of Alume and the Gold-Devouring Flying Ants, there is probably some great danger in the temple!

But if Fang Yan gave up his exploration of the temple because of this unknown danger, he was really a little unwilling.

Judging from the current situation, this is probably the only clue to leave the restricted area.

Fang Yan squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the temple complex not far away. A distance of a few hundred meters is not much of an obstacle for a sharp-eyed dialect.

This is a typical Western-style temple complex, although the specific style dialect cannot be judged, but the wonderful charm that envelops the entire complex, the dialect has only been seen in the ruins of the ancient civilization temples in the West that have broken the inheritance.

At a glance, these temple buildings, whether they are the main palace or the auxiliary hall, are all made of unknown stones of huge specifications, which looks very imposing.

Fang Yan's eyes blinked. The temple complex seems to be guarded by mystical powers, and it is still as new as it was when it was first built.

For thousands of years, it seems that no trace has been left on these buildings.

After calming down the still restless Alumei, Fang Yan took out a backpack and put Alumei in it and carried it behind his back. Judging by her appearance and dialect, Elumei is probably not of much use in the next journey.

Yes, the dialect decided to go in and explore.

Maybe the uneasiness that Elume and the Golden Eaters felt was not from some terrifying creature, but from some kind of expulsion magic in the temple complex? Just like the Muggle banishment spell that is now used in the wizarding world outside, there may be a similar formation arranged in it to expel demonic beasts.

The tongues comforted themselves in this way.

"By the way, that coat of arms—"

Fang Yan, who was about to walk towards the temple complex, suddenly stopped, but he suddenly remembered the only item he had ever brought out of the temple, the metal coat of arms engraved with the heads of gods and demons.

Although the power of faith contained in the metal coat of arms had been sacrificed to Dialect as a wizard enlightenment object of Vanessa, the metal coat of arms itself was not damaged in the slightest, and was stored as a souvenir by Dialect.

"As the only item you brought out of the temple, it should be useful in your next exploration of the temple, right?"

The tongue thinks so.

"Where did I put it?"

Taking out the dust bag, Fang Yan poked out a wisp of spiritual power and carefully rummaged through the traces of the metal coat of arms inside.

At this time, the area of the dust bag has reached a very astonishing level after several expansions of dialects. However, as a mobile warehouse carried by dialects, it also contains a lot of things.

For a while, it was really not easy for Fang Yan to find the metal coat of arms that he had almost forgotten.

However, fortunately, when Fang Yan usually put things in it, he would try to keep it classified, so after searching carefully for a while, he still managed to find the metal coat of arms from a horn.

But when the metal coat of arms was in his hand, Fang Yan couldn't help frowning.

Originally, the head of the five-headed snake god carved on the front of this metal coat of arms should be vividly expressed, but the head of the snake god presented in front of Fang Yan at this moment is a very dull and stereotyped appearance, and it has completely lost its previous charm.

"Is it because you have lost that wisp of faith?"

The dialect immediately thought of the possible cause of the problem.

But it's no wonder that Fang Yan thinks so, compared to before, the only change in this metal coat of arms is the loss of the power of faith that has been tainted with the breath of divinity.

Fang Yan pondered slightly for a moment.

He had the intention of using the power of the origin in the world of Senluo to manifest a wisp of faith power to fill this metal crest. Although this consumption is not small for a dialect that has been accumulated for so many years, it will not hurt the muscles and bones.

But-

Without that wisp of divinity, is the power of faith that I have embodied really useful? Can I still activate the metal crest?

That's where the problem with tongues comes in.

Although the power of the World Origin can be called a panacea energy, claiming to be able to manifest almost all matter, it also depends on the level of the World Origin Power it uses.

With the current level of the Senluo World, even if the dialect has sufficient origin power, it will not be able to manifest items that are too high-level.

Divinity is one of them.

Then some people have to say, since divinity cannot be realized, then can't dialects even embody a little breath of divinity?

The dialect silently tried, but it really didn't work!

“…… It seems that all the objects that have anything to do with divinity, divinity, and the like are far from being able to manifest themselves at present. ”

Fang Yan sighed secretly.

Glancing at the buildings not far away, Fang Yan endured the heartache and gritted his teeth, but still chose to use the power of the origin to manifest a wisp of faith.

"I can't bear the child's trap on the wolf!"

Looking at the milky white light that was slowly appearing in the palm of his hand from the virtual to the real, Fang Yan comforted himself like this.

"Perhaps, this wisp of faith has just become the key to breaking the game."

After a long time, the divine effect dialect of the power of the origin of the world was once again experienced, and a wisp of pure faith power that was hard to find was easily manifested in this way.

Different from the golden wisp of faith power that Fang Yan had ever seen, the wisp of faith power that he embodied with the power of the origin was not contaminated with any divine aura, so it presented a pure milky white luster. It looks a little less sacred, but a little more soft.

Without delay, when the power of faith was completely condensed in the palm of Fang Yan's hand, he immediately took out the metal crest, and then carefully crossed this wisp of faith power into it.

What material this metal coat of arms is made of is a question that the dialect has never understood. But there is no doubt that the material used in this metal coat of arms must be of high quality.

Because Fang Yan secretly tried it just now, just like he couldn't embody the aura of divinity, he also couldn't use the power of the world origin to embody this metal crest, not even a single material.

"Buzz!"

When this wisp of faith was completely submerged in the metal crest, a faint tremor sounded from the metal crest.

The expression on Fang Yan's face changed slightly, and the corners of his eyes showed a touch of joy. If it weren't for the fact that he was engrossed in observing the metal crest, I am afraid that he would have really ignored the slightest movement.

Looking at the metal coat of arms again, Fang Yan was pleasantly surprised to find that the head of the gods and demons carved on the front of the coat of arms had indeed changed somewhat. The dungeon's dull face actually looked a little more agile at the moment.

But soon, the joy on the face of the dialect faded. Because he found that although the god and demon head on the front of the metal heraldic had changed a little, it was still not as agile as when he first got it.

If it is said that the avatar of the gods and demons before the power of faith is only an ordinary craftsman-level craft, then the avatar of the gods and demons after the power of faith is injected at this moment is a craft that has just entered the master level.

And when Fang Yan first got this metal heraldice, the god and demon head on it was enough to be called a craftsman-level craft!

The gap is so obvious.

Fang Yan exhaled deeply, no matter how depressed he was in his heart, he had to accept this result. Fortunately, this wisp of faith still came in handy, otherwise he might have died of distress.

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