For the immortal Finnicos, there is no pain in this world that she cannot endure. After all, even the most terrifying soul freeze kill, she knows how many times, and it is even more common for her body to be frozen into ice cubes and then exploded into countless snow particles.

Her method of flame revival is not infinite, especially in front of the ice phoenix who has mastered the ice dust, it will completely fail after a few uses. Of the countless challenges she's launched so far, they've all ended with her defeat.

The sight of her body being frozen and her whole body shattering in the white ice mist had been experienced too many times. So what Ulysses did to her, the immortal Phinicos really didn't pay attention to it at all.

It's better to say that she likes Ulysses like that. Because it can make her feel the joy of being needed and desired. It was natural to accommodate Ulysses a little.

Even, she felt that Ulysses could be a little more intense, and her body would not break anyway. That kind of happiness is only she herself understands.

Ulysses suddenly felt something cool behind him, and it was the affectionate eyes of the immortal Phoenixos.

The two of them are now located near the central temple where Ulysses had visited during the day. Even though it was already night, the entire central temple was heavily guarded during the day due to the strong invasion of enemies like Chris, and it seemed that not even a single mosquito could fly through it.

Illusions, curses, triggered magic traps, puppet dolls that move around automatically, paper figures with bleeding faces, Ulysses has seen all the tricks of the gods and witches this time. Perhaps they weren't Clis's opponents head-on, but when it came to all kinds of special spells, there was no doubt that they were true experts.

The reason why Kris's attack was defeated by Chris in one go during the day was not because they lacked strength, but because Cris's attack came too suddenly, so that they were swept into the battlefield without even having time to prepare.

And whether it is a priest of the church or a witch, it is not the kind of profession that can immediately exert the strongest combat power, and not all gods and witches have the gift of the immortal bird Phinicos like Fei'er, and they are all-powerful in close combat and long-range combat.

Half of the reason for losing to Chris was because Chris was really strong, and the other half was due to his lack of preparation. Relying on the special geographical conditions of the central temple, coupled with the joint defense line of all the gods and witches, even if there is no Mira and their attack this time, Chris may not be able to break through this final defense line.

Ulysses was relieved to see this reassuring final line of defense, and he turned around and prepared to leave here with Fier.

As long as the Son of God is best protected, then the Immortal Mythical Gem will also be born, which is the biggest purpose of his visit.

"No...... Get in...... "Phil looked at Ulysses who was about to go back a little strangely, he came here on purpose, shouldn't he go to that important place?

"It's okay, as long as it's safe, I just want to come and see it. Ulysses took Fier and quietly left with her.

However, when he returned, Ulysses was embarrassed to find that he didn't know when he got lost.

It was a strange thing, and Ulysses was sure that he was not an idiot like Rasha, and he remembered the way he came with Phil. But when he took Fei'er's hand and returned the way he came, he saw a solid wall.

The wall was evident to be many years old, with a lot of green moss growing in the damp corners, and a few small white flowers swaying in the wind on the edge of the wall, and Ulysses could not see any falsehood in it, no matter how much he looked at it.

That is, this is a wall that can be seen everywhere in this ancient shrine, not a magical power or an illusion. Ulysses also touched it specifically to confirm its authenticity.

Ulysses looked at Fei'er beside him with some embarrassment, he didn't expect that he would make such a simple mistake, isn't this on the same level as Laxia...... After admitting his mistake, Ulysses pulls Phil back to the original path, ready to find another way back. But after walking a few steps, he was surprised to find that he didn't know when, and the way he came had disappeared without a trace.

This time, it was a small pond that stopped him and Phil, but he remembered that he had only dragged Phil past a few minutes earlier—there were absolutely no small ponds in the area.

Like that wall, this small pond is real, with aquatic plants in it and a few red carp swimming around in the water. It can be seen that the shrine maidens have fed these beautiful fish a lot, and they all eat round and round.

"What's going on?" the first time it was an accident, and the second time Ulysses found out that something was wrong, no matter how dull he was. Obviously, it's not that he's lost, it's that there's some kind of power at this shrine that makes him lose his bearings.

No, maybe even more troublesome, Ulysses took Phil's hand and flew up, finding that the entire Kamimu Shrine was shrouded in a faint mist, looking hazy and weird.

It should be the place where the central shrine is located, but at this moment, there is nothing to see, and the mist is constantly emerging, rapidly engulfing the entire Kamiyu Shrine.

Ulysses felt an air of rain coming over the building, no ordinary mist, and there was some unusually powerful force hidden in it.

Everything was quiet, like the last quiet before the storm. The fog covered not only the ground, but also into the air, making Ulysses' vision shrink and shrink.

Protect those children of the gods no matter what!Ulysses didn't have time to think about where these fogs, which were obviously not part of the power of the magical enchantment, came from, and rushed directly into the depths of the mist.

The immortal bird Phinecols was gently pulled by Ulysses' wrist and moved forward without the slightest resistance.

............

At the newly renovated entrance of the shrine, a group of figures slowly walked out of the sea of fog, all of them wrapped with dark black runes, like gods born in the dark.

"Son of God of Fourteen, this generational reincarnation is really special. ”

"We take what we need, your goal is the Son of God, and our goal is the holy things that are enshrined in the forbidden places here. "Among the many shadows, this white-clothed elf-like figure is particularly eye-catching.

The handsome appearance made it impossible for the shadows around him to look directly, and they all took several steps away from him, leaving him isolated.

"Very good, nice to work with, Lecutoru, I didn't expect you to be dead. ”

(To be continued)