The reason why Pan Long wanted to leave Dr. Jones and the others on the abyss side was, of course, not just to add a little difficulty to them.

This is part of the goal, but only a minor part.

The main reason was that he needed to be separated from these people for a while, and needed some time to himself, so that he could meet the paladin who was guarding the Holy Grail and talk to them.

He wanted to take the Holy Grail away, so naturally he couldn't bypass that paladin.

If he could, he wanted to do it peacefully.

But if the other party insists on stopping him...... He would lock this paladin in a place where no one else could find it, posing as the guardian of the Holy Grail himself.

Anyway, he is already a demon god or an angel, and it makes sense to guard the Holy Grail in such an capacity.

As for the knights who guard the Holy Grail mentioned in the ancient books...... Let's just say that he has gone to heaven.

Well, it's better not to talk about other people's death so casually, saying that he is practicing in secret.

He thought as he walked through a short tunnel into a modest secret room.

The chamber is small, with a relief of Jesus on the front wall, an altar with offerings such as crosses and plates, a few candles for illumination, and many wine glasses. There are large and small, and the materials and styles are also different.

At the entrance, on the left is a simple bed, and on the right is a basin of holy water carved out of the rock, and the spring water from the mountain flows into the pool, and then flows down the side of the tank, so that there is always enough water in the pool.

A knight, covered in silver-white armor, knelt at the offering table and prayed. His armor was as smooth as new, and it didn't look like it was an antique from hundreds of years ago, but like it was fresh from the factory.

Pan Long stared at the scene in front of him, and finally his gaze fell on the candle.

"I'm curious. He said, "You haven't been here for six or seven hundred years, why do candles burn for so long?"

It is also a strange thing to be able to burn a candle for such a long time. If this technology can also be imitated, it may also be used as the property of the Pan family—and it is much safer than some immortal musket.

Hearing Pan Long's inquiry, the paladin stood up, turned around, and drew his sword.

"Young man who wants to inherit the Holy Grail, please defeat me first. He said in a calm, middle-aged tone.

Pan Long shook his head: "You are not my opponent, not every knight who guards the Holy Grail is Galahad. If you want to be my enemy, you should at least have a spear of Longinus in your hand. ”

The paladin's movements froze slightly, and he seemed to hesitate, but he still let out a soft cry and swung his sword to slash.

Pan Long didn't dodge, and the sharp two-handed sword slashed at his neck solidly, and then it was bounced away, and the paladin also took a step back before regaining his body.

"Who are you?" his voice was full of surprise, even a little trepidation.

"Who am I?" Pan Long said with a smile, "I can't answer this question, after all, if I let you know who I am, then I'm in trouble." ”

He shut up abruptly, turned his head to look behind him, and smiled.

Dr. Jones had found a way to cross that abyss—there was an unrecognizable stone bridge over it. Its color is wonderful, it looks exactly like the abyss, and it is almost impossible to distinguish.

It's like a chameleon hiding itself in the leaves.

Generally speaking, those who want to pass can only move forward with courage. If you're lucky, you'll walk to the bridge, and if you're unlucky, you'll fall straight down.

But Dr. Jones took a different approach, and he spilled the dust and sand on the ground forward. A portion of the sand had fallen on the stone bridge, a small amount, but enough to destroy its protective color and make it visible in the air.

So, of course, they found their way through this side.

"Well, I don't have time to delay any longer. Pan Long smiled and said, "I'll answer your question later." ”

After speaking, he grabbed his hand, and the paladin was immediately imprisoned by his true qi and couldn't move, and he placed it in the corner, like an ornament.

Then he turned around, and in an instant, he had changed his adventure outfit that was out of step with the style of painting of the era into a sackcloth robe, looking like an ordinary ascetic.

A moment later, Dr. Jones and the others rushed in, and the first thing they saw was the many cups on the shelves.

"Oh my God, so many chalices?" Salah subconsciously said, "Are the Romans villains who drink human blood, and even drink the blood of Jesus en masse?"

"I don't think I heard that. Pan Long smiled and shook his head, "Be careful next time you speak, beware of being sent directly to hell." ”

Only then did the fat Arab realize that what he had said was very profane, and immediately lowered his head, his face pale, and he did not dare to say anything more.

Pan Long looked at the crowd and said, "The Holy Grail is here, but you need to find it yourself." ”

"Of all these cups, only one is a chalice?" Dr. Jones asked, "is there any difference between a true grail and a false grail?"

"Drinking it with a true chalice of water will give you immortal life. "The premise is that you must stay here from now on and never leave." If you leave this sanctuary, the power of the Holy Grail will be reduced, and the effect left behind will only be to prolong the life of some people. ”

He paused, then said, "As for the fake Holy Grail...... The true chalice grants life, and the false chalice takes life. ”

As he spoke, he smiled slightly: "Anyway, the true and false chalices are here, and I won't tell you which one is real." ”

Old Jones looked at the row of cups and smiled at his long-cherished wish: "That's enough! I don't know which one is the real Holy Grail, but to see the Holy Grail is my wish has been fulfilled!"

"yes, it's nice to see it. Dr. Jones also said, "And the chalice is well protected...... This is especially satisfying for me!"

But the German officer was not satisfied, he stared at the row of cups with wide eyes, and muttered, "So many...... Which is the real Holy Grail? I want to find the real Holy Grail!"

He leaned over to the row of cups, looked at this, looked at that, felt that this was similar, that was similar, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"Damn! I don't recognize it!"

The female officer leaned in and whispered, "If you don't mind, I can help you find the true Holy Grail." ”

"Quick! find out the Holy Grail!" the male officer immediately widened his eyes, the whites of his eyes bloodshot, and shouted in an almost furious voice, "Hurry!"

The female officer carefully examined the cups, looked at them one by one, and finally picked up a delicate golden cup.

This cup is not the most ornate of all the cups - some even have gems on them, but on the outside of this cup is a relief of the Nativity of the Son, and on the inside is a relief of the Crucifixion, which is so delicate and lifelike that you can tell at first glance that it was made by a master craftsman.

"Of all the cups, it is the only one that carves the life and death of Jesus, and I think it is the real Holy Grail!"