From the right shoulder to the abdomen, as if split by an invisible knife, the flesh and blood of her right arm and small breast area suddenly collapsed from her body like a landslide after a rainstorm, and the internal organs and intestines in her right half of the abdominal cavity also flowed to the ground with a bang. Her gaze was cloudy, and it was obvious that her life force was rapidly depleting and dissipating, but she still smiled, her face as pale as gold paper, "I'm happy, hehe...... Hehehe......" Hot blood gushed up in her throat, making her words slurred, and two more clumps of internal organs rolled out of her abdomen, and she couldn't see what organs they were, "popping" fell on the frozen ground, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood, "I'm happy...... Today, everyone is going to die here. Her feet were suddenly broken into four or five pieces, and after a few thin, short flashes of light in the air, Ligil's whole body was piled on the ground like a pile of debris, and a layer of fishy sweet white vapor steamed out of the corpse and floated on the frozen ground. Her long hair was soaked in her blood and internal organs, and a head was piled on top of the fragments of her corpse at the moment, still talking, looking indescribably eerie, "It's not [Ice Raccoon Dog]...... It's the Tooth of Snow...... We've got the wrong information......"

With that, her head split in half from the middle, and two eyeballs burst into two brilliant ice flowers.

There was a sudden cracking sound behind him, like the sound of an icicle smashing.

Shenyin and Kirin turned their heads stiffly in fear, and in front of them, a huge and brilliant ice cube had exploded from the chest of Shensi, like a raging and blooming man-eating flower, sharp and hard petals, crowded out of the chest, and the internal organs and intestines, hanging on the diamond-like ice and snow, steaming hot, after a while, it turned into ice.

【West of the Blue Empire: Heart】

The last time Silver Dust walked into this huge building called the Heart was three years ago.

Three years have passed, and nothing has changed, and no one knows how long this mysterious palace has existed. The entire building is built on the top of a huge mountain peak, but compared to the endless imperial capital buildings at the foot of the mountain, the palace has an indescribable mystery. Because the whole palace doesn't have any windows. The whole palace resembles a gray-black triangular pedestal carved out of a boulder, with three towering minarets standing at the three tops of the triangle. On the flat top of the palace, there is a vast sky courtyard, surrounded by three tall towers that are impenetrable to the triangular palace, which looks like it is about to pierce the spire of the blue sky, pulling the magnetic field of infinite soul power, like an invisible thunderstorm.

This building is known as the "heart" of the imperial capital Grant. It towers enormously and treacherously on the very central peak of the imperial capital.

Within a kilometer radius, there are hardly any civilians.

All the people lived along the foot of the mountain, and the whole city was centered around the heart and spread around.

It was the center where the royal family and emperors lived. It represents the highest height of Grant, and its sharp spires are often shrouded in mist. Occasionally, huge birds fly past it. The loud kagura also comes from the array of bells and brass flutes on the three towers of the Heart, and every morning, a melodious hymn-like melody envelops the entire imperial capital of Grant. The people wake up to the melody, and the city becomes bustling and vibrant.

But only a few people know that the real center of the imperial capital is under the ground of this [heart]. Beneath the triangular foundation, there is an unfathomable dungeon, which is extremely mysterious and ancient compared to the ornate style of the interior of the above-ground buildings, as if it is a relic from the time of the gods.

And Silver Dust is in the deepest part of this dungeon at this time.

This deepest place is called the "Cross Corridor".

Silver Dust walked in the middle of a long, narrow and deep corridor, flanked by old stone walls with quaint and clumsy patterns, the stone walls were not high, but closed into a thin slit overhead, and the blue light seeped down from the gap overhead. Beneath our feet was a narrow stretch of water, with stone platforms on top of each other, and the pool below the stone platforms was so deep that light seemed to be unable to penetrate the unmoving surface of the water, and the water looked a little darker than normal—there was a feeling that was darker than ink.

Silver Dust walked in the corridor, the space was too huge, and the sound of his footsteps echoed faintly between the stone walls. Every time I walked into the Cross Corridor, Silver Dust felt like walking into a deep canyon. The oppressive silence in the air has a solemn feeling that is like a miracle that makes people unable to breathe.

Stepping on the last stone platform, the water reaches the end, and after four or five steps, there is a flat road.

A crossroads appear in front of Silver Dust.

To the left, right, and front of the intersection are a corridor, and at the end of the corridor is a huge stone door, behind which are three empty rooms.

- These three empty rooms dominate the fate of the entire Aslan.

Silverdust went left at the intersection and chose the room on the left.

He stood in front of the stone door, the heavy stone door slowly opened, and a chilly breeze rushed towards him. Silver Dust walked into the room, and the stone door slammed shut behind him.

The room is a standard rectangular shape, with the left and right walls very flat, and the opposite wall is inlaid with two huge stone statues, facing the wall, their heads, hands, and knees, all melted into the wall, looking like two drowning giants lying in knee-deep water. The entire wall was a huge primordial crystal without splicing gaps, and no one would doubt that it was the power of the gods, because there was no artificial power that could have carved out such a huge and complete piece of crystal wall, and at the same time could be inlaid into two such huge stone statues.

If you look closely, you will find that the crystals are engraved with shiny lines from the surface to the visible depths, which are the secrets of soul power that have been passed down since ancient times.

And the people who know these secrets are the three [Silver Priests] of this country.

The three of them seem to have been here since the construction of this underground palace - their lives are an eternal mystery, no one knows how long they lived, and no one even knew whether their existence was alive or dead. No one knows when they've been here, or why they've been trapped in this wall of crystal.

They have existed for thousands of years in such a frightening way:

In the middle of the two huge stone statues, deep in the crystal, one of the silver priests was fixed in the crystal like an insect frozen in amber. In the other two rooms, it was the same, except that the priest in the right room was a woman—two men and one woman, and they were the supreme gods of Aslan. They wore a unique garment, a bit like battle armor, but it looked much softer and more fluid than the armor, and it was not at all Yaslan's style of clothing, they only showed four hands and their heads outside of their clothes - yes, each of them had four hands, and the priest in front of Silver Dust, with one hand folded in front of him, and another pair behind him, stretched out at his sides, as if he was merciful of the world. Perhaps it had been so long that their faces seemed to have become crystals, transparent, without blemishes, three faces that seemed to be made of crystals, their eyes were closed, without any expression, sleeping in the depths of crystals. No one knew how thick and deep the crystal was, and when they looked at it behind their bodies, the light gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a pitch-black abyss.

Two male priests and one female priestess.

Dressed in noble and intricate costumes, with a god-like countenance, they were eternally frozen in the three crystal rooms at the end of the cloister of the Cross.

Silver Dust took a few steps forward and knelt down.

A voice from nowhere filled the entire hall with an ethereal voice.

Silver Dust looked down and listened, he knew that this miraculous voice came from the Silver Priest.

"Silver Dust, you need to set off immediately to a small town called Fuze in the west of the Aslan Empire to find a boy named Kirin. ”

"Okay. Do you need to bring him back to the heart?"

"Yes, for he is your apostle. ”

Yinchen was silent for a while, and then said quietly, "Okay, I'll go now." ”

The ethereal voice sounded again: "Although Fukuzawa is a small town far from the center of soul power, don't be careless, because, [Snow Fang] also appeared in Fukuzawa. ”

Silver Dust looked up, a little unable to hide his surprise. Ice and Snow Lion-winged Beasts all live in groups of thousands, and the leader of them is called [Snow Fang], but how could such a high-level soul beast appear in Fuze, which is almost on the edge of soul power?

But the silver priest did not continue to speak.

Silver Dust lowered his head and didn't ask any more questions.

The sleeping priest in the depths of the crystal faintly shimmered.

It was as if something huge was slowly opening.