He slowly closed the door with his backhand, and the surroundings were plunged into absolute darkness, and everything in the environment, like the smile on Pannis's face, disappeared from view in an instant. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info embraced by the darkness, Pannis turned his back to the closed door, I can't see his face becoming expressionless, I can't see his eyes becoming cold, in the absolute darkness, I can only hear his breathing, breathing in and out, breathing in and out, more and more soothing, more and more long.

"Tread, step, step" , The sound of footsteps in the darkness finally sounded, and Pannis stepped out step by step, not in a hurry, not light, not heavy, not in a hurry, no pause, from his footsteps, he couldn't hear the anxiety, just like the teammates behind him were not being besieged by several times the number of Legendary Rank corpses and ten times more than the number of gold and silver rank necromancers, nor could they hear hesitation, just like there were no two powerful old opponents in front of him who once needed several people to besiege together, his steps, like a summer night walking by the pond, like a spring afternoon wandering in the garden, leisurely, and full of calm, step by step。

Darkness fills the surroundings, accompanied by darkness, there is also silence, after the door closes, it is like entering a separate space, only the monotonous footsteps and long breathing sounds, echoing in the darkness, one by one, as if it never stops.

Pannis carried his hands behind his back, leisurely walking in the dark space, the darkness obscured his vision, but he didn't need sight, even hearing, every corner of this road, every obstacle, every detail, had been firmly engraved in the depths of his memory a hundred years ago, a hundred years have passed, he may have forgotten the unimportant experience of the past, may have forgotten the name of the old man, but only this road he will never forget, this road to the end, but also the final road to the nightmare. Walking on this road, although you can't see everything around you, every step you take, the words and murals on the walls on both sides. will come out of memory and appear in front of his eyes. Along with the words and murals, there are also faces, not only the hideous faces of the enemy. And the faces of old friends, whether they are still there, or those that can only be traced in memory, are so clear, as if everything just happened yesterday. It was as clear as if their familiar voices would ring in their ears again at any moment.

"It's the road that leads to the ritual again. In the darkness, Pannis sighed softly: "Do I have to be entangled with this road in this life? I hope this is the last time I will walk this road, you will all look at me and support me, right?"

Of course, the faces of his memory would not answer his question, but Pannis, as if he had received a satisfactory answer, after a few chuckles, stopped speaking, and went on his journey in silence.

Walk through the long cloister. Bypassing the Hall of the Whispers of the Dead, through the deep halls of the Believers, entering the huge temple library, brushing the bookshelves beside me, the empty bookshelves in my memory have been rearranged with many books, but it will be a long and arduous process to fill those huge bookshelves, if nothing else. I'm afraid it will never happen again, but is there really no accident? Pannis smiled helplessly, who knows about this kind of thing?

Walk to the very center of the temple library. Descending the wooden circular staircase, the smell of paper, sheepskin, and ink, mixed with the smell of slightly decaying wood, smells slightly pungent, but not annoying, many people think. It's the smell of knowledge, in fact? Maybe it's true? If Lina and Vivien were allowed to come here, the two of them would be so excited that they couldn't help themselves, so many books, just looking at them, I'm afraid they would be intoxicated and wouldn't wake up for a long time, but unfortunately, they probably wouldn't have seen them with their own eyes, at least not now.

"Yes, just for now. Pannis nodded, as if talking to himself: "In the near future, everything will be different." ”

One step, one step, one hundred and fifty-four steps, no more, no less. One hundred and fifty-four steps, representing one hundred and fifty-four hours, in the time of Danacus, after the death of the Three-Eyed Clan due to an accident, the soul returned to the world of the dead, and after one hundred and fifty-four hours, entered eternal sleep, and those who could not sleep within one hundred and fifty-four hours would become ghosts, and endure eternal cold and pain until they were purified, or attained final liberation. Thus, in the church of Danacus, one hundred and fifty-four represents the most important number, the final dividing line between life and death, and to cross this step is to return to the ultimate eternity.

"Unfortunately, it's not that effective," Pannis sneered, tapping the handrail of the stairs lightly, "I've crossed this barrier so many times, and I'm still standing here, Danacus, can you really take my soul this time?"

This is of course a question that no one can answer, it has not happened yet, no one will ever get a definite result, except, of course, of course, a certain god who can see through everything and the existence of a mystery that can see through all the worlds in the future, but it is clear that Panis is not among them, and Danacus is not among them. Therefore, Pannis only smiled, and walked out of the temple library in the darkness, and entered the lower level of the temple.

The path and rooms on the lower level are not symmetrical with the upper level, the road on the lower level is slightly narrower, and the room is slightly narrow, moving forward along the corridor, passing by the entrances of meditation rooms, Pannis is not bored enough to push open these uninhabited rooms, in the past, there was once a green-skinned fool who did this, and the result was that the corpses of several high-ranking priests of Danakus rushed out of the room, and a senseless battle broke out, as for Pannis, of course, he was not worried about encountering another battle now, but simply did not need to do so。

Walking along the corridor again, the position is getting closer and closer to the core of the temple, and Pannis did not encounter any enemies along the way, but this is not unexpected, presumably all the believers and ghouls have gathered in the chapel above, and are besieging the girls, and the only four ghouls who do not participate in the battle are probably just guarding their own rooms, but I don't know which side they are looking forward to victory? Since they don't participate in the battle, they must be watching the defeat of their own side representing the living beings from a distance, but if their side wins, it means that two half-dead people die, and they who were transformed into ghouls by the half-dead can be said to have relied on the strength of the half-dead to maintain their current state, and once the half-dead die, they will also die if they are afraid of death and transformed into ghouls, and now those four neutrals should be in the midst of the greatest distress and contradiction.

Pannis smiled wickedly and stopped abruptly. It's a fork in the road, straight corridors in all four directions, and it doesn't seem strange, if you continue in the direction of Pennis, there will be no forks in the road, and after a few rounds, you can see the entrance between ceremonies. But here Pannis stopped, bowed his head without saying a word, as if he had seen something in the darkness. After a moment, he sighed deeply, knelt on one knee, took out a small bag of ale from his backpack, and carefully spilled the ale evenly at his feet, until only half of the bag was left, and then he raised his head and poured it into his mouth, and whispered to himself: "Finch Shaman, as an elder, it is not a good habit to lie to young people, don't they all say that orcs are straightforward and honest? ”

"If I had known your physical condition, I would never have agreed to you coming. Did that idiot Carl fool lie to us with you, or did you even cheat with that idiot who has muscles in his head?"

"In that battle, we met for the first time, but unfortunately it was also the last time we met, before leaving, we made an appointment to go to your tribe to drink spirits after the victory, and never stop if we were not drunk, but unfortunately, neither you nor I have fulfilled our promises. ”

"Well, now I'm back here, and although it's not really a location, it's a place to replace as a prototype of a projection. Here, I salute you with a bag of spirits, and I hope you can still watch us from behind your back, no, watch me go to victory, as you did back then. ”

"Old friend, don't worry, when everything is over, as long as I am alive, I will go to your tribe once, and when the time comes, I will drink with you and drink all the wine in your tribe. ”

Throwing away the empty wine bag, Pannis stretched his body and took a deep breath in the dark space, the bones on his body made a series of rattling sounds as his body stretched, which was particularly clear in the silent environment, as if announcing his arrival. Exhaling the turbidity in his lungs, Pannis finally straightened the neckline and hem of the swordsman's suit, as if he had reverted to the perfect Kyle of the year, and with a gentle and indifferent smile on his face, he walked the last mile and pushed open the door between ceremonies without hesitation.

"Meet here again, Mr. Kyle, please come in, we've been waiting for you for a long time. There was a light between the ceremonies, even if Pannis's eyes had already narrowed as much as possible, there was still a blur in front of him, but because of this, he did not directly break into the ceremonial room, but stood outside the door, until a few seconds later, his eyes adjusted to the light, and then he stepped into the room indifferently, behind him, the door between the ceremonies slowly closed, wanting to open again, only after everything was over. (To be continued.) )

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