The inside of the temple was not as dark as it looked from the outside, and dozens of huge candle wicks were inserted in huge clay pots, making the entire temple quite bright. The cold wind that could be felt outside was lost in this temple, and the candle flames that did not flicker were the most haode proof.

From the outside, you can't imagine how big the temple is inside, and you will only find that the temple has an area of at least 1,000 square meters and a height of about 60 meters in the front hall alone. Dozens of thick stone pillars that require several people to surround support the top, and these pillars are carved with plants and flowers all over the place, and if they can be painted in a deep green, they may look like naturally growing trees. This reminded Xiao Yan of the giant ship that was about to be destroyed in the medieval trial Shijie, and in that giant ship, Xiao Yan had seen similar decorations.

The forest of stone plants is very quiet, and the colorless stone pillars make this space full of solemnity, and the flowers carved on the stone pillars are vivid, but under the light of the candlelight, there is an indescribable feeling.

To be precise, the vestibule of this temple is more like a fossil forest, where all the scenes are frozen in the most beautiful moments and then imprinted here. Not only that, but in this temple, where there is no sound and no change, time seems to be frozen, and it will not change from tens of thousands of years ago to tens of thousands of years later.

Walking in such a temple, the sound of each step becomes extraordinarily loud, and these sounds that break the silence, break the solidification, echo around the antechamber, and finally around the huge stone pillars, gradually disappearing.

No sound. No change. Xiao Yan walked in the passage of the stone pillar arch guard for a full 3 minutes. Until he saw the altar in front of him, he didn't see any elves, and he didn't hear any sound.

Strangely, what could be clearly smelled outside the temple was absent from the temple, where there was no wind, but the air was not so bad. The elves' exquisite architectural attainments made Xiao Yan feel a little overwhelmed, but it seemed that there was only that. If these elves can spend the time they spent building these buildings to restore the kingdom, why not? You must know that at this time, humans did not have any big cities, and it was impossible to fight against the elves.

However, Xiao Yan could vaguely guess the motives of these elves. These elves are afraid, they are afraid. They are no longer willing to take on the responsibility of defending Shijie, and would rather hide in the mountains and forests and create such a grand structure than appear on the front line of the battle. So they never think about what to reinstate once the country is restored. The burden of resisting demons will fall on them, and they are unwilling to take on this responsibility again. If you explain it in layman's terms. That is, whoever this shijie asks to give, the elf will not continue to pay anyway. No matter whose hands this shijie ends up ruining, the elves are not the first race to perish anyway. In this regard, the Elven Emperor did not seem to be much better than Ye and Su, and was frightened by the skeleton Ruston, and did not dare to face difficulties and dangers.

With a long sigh, Xiao Yan couldn't understand such a simple question, how could those high-ranking elf kings and emperors not be able to think clearly. There will only be more and more things to escape, not fewer and fewer, many dangers and difficulties, only if you are brave enough to face them, you will find that they are not as serious as you imagined.

Putting aside these distractions, Xiao Yan and the three of them finally walked to the end of the temple vestibule, where there was a stone platform of about thirty square meters. The stone platform is about 15 meters high and has seven sides, each with dozens or more steps. Standing at the bottom of the stone platform, Xiao Yan couldn't see what was on it.

"Look at these."

The first to notice the anomaly was Du Ruoxi, she circled around this stone platform, and finally found something behind the stone platform, and whispered to Xiao Yan to come over and take a look.

Xiao Yan hurriedly walked forward in response, in front of Du Ruoxi, there was a stone stele, where the light was not so sufficient, so the carving on the stele looked vague, and it was impossible to see what was written. However, Xiao Yan could clearly see that the carved patterns on the top of this stone tablet looked very similar to the fragments brought out by Rendell.

He squatted down and gently rubbed the entire surface of the stele with his hand, on which there seemed to be a poem carved with obvious long and short divisions, and at the end of each sentence, there was the same symbol, which should be a rhyming expression.

"This seems like poetry?"

Xiao Yan said with some uncertainty, and then looked around. Unfortunately, there is no sign in the antechamber of this temple other than this stele.

"Verses?" Du Ruoxi frowned and asked, "You mean poetry?" Is that the sentence? On the right side of the mountain is the kingdom of the beasts. Follow the sunshine for a day's walk. I saw a trumpet blowing, and the door was in front of me. ”

Without waiting for Xiao Yan to say anything, Du Ruoxi said again: "You don't need English, you try it in Elfish language." ”

Xiao Yan repeated it in a low voice, shook his head slightly, and said, "No, it doesn't rhyme when read in Elven language, but this poem obviously has a rhyming suffix." ”

Du Ruoxi gently tapped the stone stele, as if she had some ideas, but soon she looked at Xiao Yan and asked, "Where is Tristina?" ”

Xiao Yan subconsciously said, "Isn't she behind me?" ”

Then he looked back and looked left and right, where was Tristina's figure?

The two of them looked up at the top of the stone platform together, and sure enough, at the top of the stone platform, there seemed to be a human figure swaying, and Tristina didn't know when she had walked up.

Xiao Yan hurriedly rushed away, and after a few seconds, she was already standing beside the crumbling Tristina, the female designer was obviously delirious, and the pupils in her eyes had diverged to a terrifying level, and it seemed that there were only pupils left in her entire eyes.

The young awakened man put his arms around Tristina, and only then did he see that at the top of this stone platform, which was less than 10 square meters in size, there was a coffin like white jade. The design of this coffin was all too familiar to Xiao Yan, he had seen such a coffin in the branch of the ruined Shijie tree, but there was nothing in the coffin, and the body that should belong to Ye and Su had long since disappeared. And now, in this equally transparent coffin, there is a faint shadow, as if the owner inside has not left.

Du Ruoxi followed, also saw the coffin, the two looked at each other again, Xiao Yan handed Tristina to Du Ruoxi's hands, and then strode to the coffin.

In the coffin, an elven girl lay there, this is the girl's delicate face, her eyes closed, but not tightly closed, and you can even see the luster reflected by the girl's eyes through the gap in the eyes. Her hands were on her chest, as if she were praying, and the wide green robe was loosely draped around her, allowing her body to curve naturally but not abruptly. This posture looks serene and natural, like an elf girl in a coffin just taking a break.

The silence of this huge temple seemed to be so as not to disturb the girl's sleep, and the chaotic sounds seemed to disturb and blaspheme the girl.

It's holy, and it's weird at the same time, because this elven girl who looks like a sleeping elf is none other than the one who should have stayed outside.

Du Ruoxi also walked over, and after looking down at the elf girl inside, she frowned slightly. After a few seconds, she turned her head to look at Xiao Yan and asked, "How did she end up here, how did she get in?" ”

The female awakened person turned her head to look at Xiao Yan, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think?" ”

Xiao Yan didn't answer, but pushed open the transparent coffin lid and turned the elf girl's head again. Frowning slightly, he whispered, "There are no anomalies, in other words, no clues." ”

Gently tapping the coffin, Xiao Yan took Tristina back into his arms, the light in his hand flickered, and a bottle of antidote had been generated, which was then poured into Tristina's mouth by the Young Awakened. But it was pointless, Tristina didn't get any better, and looking at this scene, Xiao Yan's face became gloomy.

"The question now is, what is Tristina doing here?"

Du Ruoxi asked, and began to look around on this stone platform. After a few seconds, she noticed that there was a problem, and underneath the sarcophagus, there were seven grooves that led to different sides. The female awakened reached out and gently wiped it on the groove, put it in front of her nose and sniffed, and whispered, "The smell of blood, if the blood of elves is not much different from that of humans." ”

Of course, the blood of elves is not much different from that of humans, and those vampires are considered pure-blood descendants of elves.

Xiao Yan wanted to say this, but it didn't make much sense to discuss these now, and the first thing to consider was how to make Tristina sober.

"This is supposed to be an altar, and the sacrifice is put into this coffin, and then by what method is used to make the sacrifice die in an instant, and the blood flows out from under the coffin, and it goes on and on. The Maya of South America used to practice this ritual, but their pyramids were higher and steeper. ”

Du Ruoxi looked at the coffin and made inferences in a low voice.

Xiao Yan leaned down, looked at the coffin again, and whispered: "It will not die immediately, but enter a state of paralysis, and the heart will keep beating until the blood in the body flows out as much as possible." I thought the elves should be wise enough not to do such a cruel thing, but that doesn't seem to be the case. ”

Sacrifice as a sacrifice sounds more cruel, but what is even more cruel than this is the use of murder to sacrifice itself. (To be continued......)