Lukka didn't want to reveal the exact location of the Amethyst Staff if he could be spied on.

In fact, in this matter, he was too worried.

The isolation effect of the Silent Box made it impossible for even the Lord of the Storm himself to break through, and his High Priest Hall did not have the ability to do so.

With the box in both hands, Hale quickly made his way to the main hall of the Storm Temple.

It is a rotunda, surmounted by a tall curved dome topped by several circular windows, and the stained glass in the center forms an elaborate pattern, through which sunlight casts a dappled red tintle on the opalescent marble floor.

Hale didn't stop here, he walked past the foot of the five-meter-high statue of the Lord of the Storm in front of the main hall and entered a small door behind the statue.

Behind the door was a small room of less than ten square meters, and the walls were not as ornate as those in the main hall, and the walls were spotless and pure white on three sides, but the wall facing the door was painted with irregular black curves.

"The Lord of our lord, the signs and the sources of information are here. Hall's voice was calm and reverent. He paused for a moment in front of the curved wall, bowing his head in prayer.

After a few minutes, Hale stood up and placed the Box of Silence on a shelf in front of the wall.

The shelf was about the size of a flower pot, and the whole was made of curved metal that looked like the wrought iron ornaments in many people's homes.

As soon as the box of silence was placed, the shelves made a few crunch sounds, and the originally hard metal immediately wound up like an octopus's tentacles.

The crowd in the box immediately felt a tremendous amount of pressure. Not only Luca, but also the others clearly felt this power that was even more oppressive than the three main gods.

"What's going on?" asked Nora, trembling.

"He probably wanted to put a third shackle on the cage. Luca wasn't quite sure, because in his opinion, Hall's move was a bit too cautious.

Immediately, he realized that this was more than just another shackle, and as the pressure mounted, Luka's eyes turned gray.

There was only darkness in the box, but now his eyes seemed to see a gray cloud. Lukka stared motionlessly ahead, and the more he looked, the more blurred his consciousness became, and he knew this clearly, but he couldn't even make such a small gesture as turning his eyeballs away.

"Goo-dong!"

Gray was the first to fall to the ground, deep asleep.

Kate then lost consciousness, but she fell with Gray's body cushioned and fell less awkwardly than the former.

Then there was Phil and Nora, and everyone else. When the massive body of the half-giant Linde fell to the ground, the entire box of silence and the metal wires wrapped around it shook for a moment.

After everyone fainted, Lukka had only one last bit of lucid thought.

"Shut up, are you there, think of a way......" He closed his eyes as he said this.

Was that guy locked up all this time? That was the last thought that swirled through Luca's mind before he lost consciousness.

Beyond the box of silence, Hale smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the wriggling lines in front of him.

Metal shelves wound each wire around the surface of the box, and now, the entire box of silence was wrapped in black wire. After the last metal wire finds its place, these soft lines regain their hard texture.

Hale waited for a moment to make sure there was no movement on it, then held the box up and listened to it. Now, not only did he still not hear the cacophony of the box, but even the thunderous sound of the Storm Lord, who had been able to communicate with him, was completely cut off.

He walked out with the box and went to the next room, took off the low-level priest's robe, and changed into the high priest's robe, and then came to the main hall and shook the bell next to the statue of the Lord of the Storm. This series of movements was done with one hand, and Hall's right hand always held the box of silence tightly and did not let go for a moment.

Two priests walked in and stood aside with their heads bowed, waiting for Hall's orders.

"Inform the navy that the fast ship is ready to return to Dongqingdao, and I will be at the port in ten minutes. Hall commanded.

One of the low-ranking priests took the order, and he said to the other middle-ranking priest with a slightly higher position: "You take two priests, intermediate and above, and dispose of those weapons in the third storehouse, and give them to Rhodes in the laboratory to test, and be careful not to miss any of them." ”

With that, he walked out of the temple and took the rickety elevator with the box of silence and the twelve prisoners inside on the road to the port. At the fork in the road, less than twenty meters from the Spear Gate, Hall turned to the left and boarded the ship at the military dock.

The mid-level priest watched Hale leave the temple before turning to carry out the order left by the high priest.

Dealing with weapons and equipment with special powers, those low-ranking priests with abilities and positions are obviously not up to the task, and this priest is very proud of the high priest's weight on himself.

For this task, he was supposed to call two more colleagues together, but today he felt a lot of confidence and decided to go and see the situation himself, and if it was tricky, it would not be too late to call someone again. If you can do it alone, then you will have one more bargaining chip on your own promotion path.

He opened the door to the storeroom, and his scepter, greatsword, and other weapons were still lying on the ground. He tried to touch the golden scepter, and the ancient knight's power immediately flicked his hand away, and his entire arm was shaken to a tingle.

The priest shook his head in frustration, it seems that he still has to find three people to deal with it, and the high priest's orders are always very reasonable.

He flicked his arms and turned to walk out the door, almost stepping on a gray rat fleeing from the gate. He was scared, and the rat was so frightened that it squeaked and ran out of the door.

The priest rubbed his eyes, and he seemed to see half a bright red feather on the mouse's tail. Was it that he was dazzled? He frowned and thought, could it be that the rat had eaten a pigeon?

The priest did not let such a trivial matter disturb his work, and he left the storehouse to inform the others to come and dispose of the weapons.

The fat gray rat ran all the way out of the gate, but it was in trouble on the edge of the towering cliff, and as a common pest, it couldn't get the temple staff next to it to help him open the elevator.

Idiot! How can I be such an idiot? Must have been infected by those idiots! The mouse turned a corner, ran to a corner where no one could see, shook its head, turned into a parrot again, and flew down from the tip of the spear with its wings spread.

It circled in the air, but faced a new problem.

"Where am I going to find those idiots?" he muttered to himself.