Gadore's face changed uncertainly, and suddenly he punched Soveran in the face, and the tremendous force slammed Soveran to the steps. "You are not in a position to laugh at me, poor Your Highness!" said the sheriff's face with hideousness, resentment, and grim malice, "what about you! take a good look at yourself! you have lost your honorable status, you have lost your rich life, and you have even lost the throne that is rightfully yours! What else do you have? My Highness!" he continued, as if remembering something, "Oh...... You've got the 'former' Garrison Commander, and the old guy who is about to go to the grave, plus a bunch of naïve idiots like you!"

Sovereign struggled to sit up, the mouth on his mouth filling his mouth with a salty taste. "They're by my side, that's enough!" he said, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha......" said Gadore, laughing uncontrollably, "you're right! they are enough!, and I believe it won't be long before they will be with you in the land of the dead!" he kicked Sauverais on the shoulder, knocking him down again. "Don't get in my way! I don't mind killing you now!"

The sharp pain in his shoulder made Soveran's cheeks covered with cold sweat, but he clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound, just looked coldly at Gadore, who showed disdain. The sheriff of Kugil chuckled and rushed to the stone door at the end of the hall again, he was no longer interested in paying any attention to the weakened Sovereign.

Finding a golden staff from the nearby "mountain of gold", Soveran struggled to his feet, his goal was different from that of Gadoré, and what really interested him was the altar in the middle of the hall. Slowly moving over step by step, Sovereign even had an inexplicable wry smile in his heart, wealth is indeed a heavy burden sometimes, and at this moment, this extremely heavy staff is not even as convenient as a piece of wood.

The small altar was actually unremarkable, and compared to other creations of the Kujitan people, it seemed so old, crude, and even a little dilapidated. The sacrificial knife quietly placed on it was neither gold nor silver, I am afraid it was not even pure brass, and the dark yellow body was scattered with a little black mark, and the narrow blade was stained with a layer of intense dark red. Aside from being unusually sharp, this sacrificial knife probably didn't have any other advantages, and it was arguably the cheapest thing in the entire hall.

Soviran picked up the sacrificial knife with great care, he didn't want to touch any dangerous mechanism. But his worries turned out to be somewhat unnecessary, and nothing changed in the hall. It was Sovelan's first sensation when he felt extremely cold, and this cold touch even gave him the illusion that his body temperature had dropped.

Flipping it slightly, Sovereign saw two lines of deep inscriptions on the blade - "In the face of fate, no one lives forever." Still the same words that kept appearing in the ruins of the Takaz Empire, as if this was the dogma that the Kujitan people held to truth, Soveran silently looked at the inscription, as if thinking about something.

Time was ticking, and Gadoré, who had repeatedly rushed to the end of the hall, finally found that such an attempt had no effect at all. The "pendulum" above your head will always fall heavily after all the flames have been lit, swapping places and rewinding everything that happened to the point in time when you first entered the hall.

Or "time" has become the most nihilistic concept here, as if everything in this hall has fallen into the river of fate, like a leaf that drifts with the waves, no matter how hard you try, it will be picked up by an invisible hand and thrown back to the starting point of the river.

No matter how fast you run, the door of the stone chamber will always be in front of you, and the "pendulum" will always be the moment you step on the steps, exactly fifteen scales, to complete the "turn back of time".

When Gadore reappeared at the entrance to the hall, he collapsed on the ground, not because of exhaustion, because the fate of being reset made him not feel the exhaustion that "has not yet happened". It was because of despair, his face was engraved with despair, and he finally believed in the power of the Kujitan people to manipulate their fate, and in the face of the power of the main god Isseriel, all things were nothing more than a tiny existence like dust.

Sovereign, who was next to him, picked up his staff again and walked with difficulty towards the altar, and Gadore could no longer remember the first time the other party had repeated a boring action. The sheriff's chest suddenly swelled with rage, and he chased after him and kicked the staff away. "Does it make sense! Damn! It doesn't make any sense at all! We'll be trapped here, forever, forever!" he roared as he grabbed Sauvera's collar and shoved him to the ground.

Gadore was silent as he crawled on the ground in excruciating pain, his eyes fixed on the altar not far away, the blood from his wounds staining the ground behind him, leaving a trail of blood on the scattered treasures.

"What's the matter?!are you dumb, my dear Highness!" said Gadoré, who kicked Soveran hard in the shoulder, "answer me, what are you going to do?, what is there about that broken altar that is worth walking over and over again!mm?!"

Soveran's shoulders were completely red with blood, but he crawled towards the altar anyway, and finally got closer, and he lifted his bound hands and reached for the sacrificial knife above his head.

"Oooh oh...... This is not going to work!" Gadore quickly picked up the sacrificial knife and tossed it lightly in his hand, "Do you want this, my Highness, but you have to tell me why!" he shook the tip of the knife in front of Sovereign, "Otherwise, I can guarantee that you will never touch it again." ”

Sovereign chuckled and shook his head, propping himself up against the altar's pedestal. "Give it to me, I think I've found a way out of here," he said, looking at Gadore, "but I'm not sure yet, I need to study this sacrificial knife carefully." Of course, if you want to be stuck here forever, just take it, I don't mind. ”

Gadore was stunned for a moment, looked down at the sacrificial knife, and then at Soveland. "Don't play tricks on me, little one, I have a way to make your life worse than death!" he said, throwing the sacrificial knife over.

Soviran held the sacrificial knife in his hand, his eyes wandering on the dark yellow knife, his expression seemed to be a little hesitant, as if he was waiting for something. Just as Gadore's patience was running out, Soveland's face suddenly showed a look of determination, and he gripped the hilt of his knife with his left hand, stabbing the blade into his heart.

"What the hell, what are you doing!" Stunned by Soveland's movements, Gadore instinctively took a few steps back.

The stinging pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow almost made Sovereign faint, but his movements did not stop there, and he raised his right hand against the hilt of the knife with a trembling force. "Ah......h

The frightened Gadore looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him, and suddenly showed a playful expression. "My Highness, is this what you can do?" haha......" he smiled and crouched down in front of Soveran, "Suicide? For the sake of the Lord God, this is indeed a good way to 'liberate'!"

Soveran coughed violently, mouthfuls of blood flowed from his mouth, and the blinding red spread beneath him, more and more, but the gaze he looked at Gadore was full of mockery and contempt. "You know what...... His face grew paler and paler, and even those unforgettable blue eyes lost their original luster, a sign of the gradual passage of life. "...... on the continent of Elolin Each denomination has its own belief system...... Ku, so do the Kujitans......"

"Remember the shadowy totem on the floor in the main hall, I'm afraid you don't remember it......" Sovereign said with a smile, but the smile was a little cruel and tragic, "In the middle of the standard circle is a standing humanoid, and the pendulum is in the flames on the humanoid's chest......" He looked up at the pendulum directly above his head.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" asked Gadore.

"Ahem...... Cough...... What am I talking about? haha...... I'm talking about what we've experienced in Taytinchiri,...... "and Sovereign said, "and that magnificent emblem is in fact the Kujitan people's perception of faith...... The world is wrapped in life, life is wrapped in the soul, and the soul is wrapped in faith...... Isn't it?......"

"How can this be ......"

"The dream constructed by the soul urn represents the 'world', the flesh and blood puppet in the main hall represents the 'body', and here, the pendulum of fate here......" Soveran looked down at the hilt of the knife on his chest and muttered to himself, "I don't know if my thoughts are right, if this sacrificial knife is the key, then it is the soul that it has to open...... And the price is ...... lives."

"This is not ......"

Before Gadore could finish speaking, a huge "click" sound sounded overhead, all the flames were lit again, and the swing arm of the pendulum of fate fell, suddenly standing still in the staggered moment, and the stone hammer at the end of the swing arm overlapped, and the human figure and the flame pattern carved on it became one abstractly.

At that moment, a blue light stabbed straight down from the end of the pendulum and stabbed at the sacrificial knife in Soveran's chest, and the ensuing force blew the gold coins around the altar in all directions, knocking even Gadore to the ground.

Sovereign smiled at the bright light, his body was warm, as if he was in a calm ocean, and he could no longer feel a trace of pain. On the ground with him as the center, a large emblem drawn of blood was radiating a soft light—a standard perfect circle, a standing human form, a flame on his chest, a pendulum of fate, the mark of Isseriel.

The blue light grew brighter and brighter, and suddenly spread out, turning into a thick pillar of light, shining in Sauvera, and small pieces of starlight fell from the pendulum and fell on Soveland's cheeks, pulsing and shattering into beautiful specks of light. Pulled by a mysterious force, Soweran's body slowly rose, emitting bursts of holy white light.

Gadore's eyes widened as he witnessed an almost miraculous scene, and his mouth made a sound similar to that of a whisper. "No, no...... You can't leave here! you come back to me!" he seemed to suddenly think of something, and roared loudly and rushed towards Sovereign in the air, but when his palm touched the magnificent pillar of light, a deadly burning sensation instantly swept through his body. "Ah......" The sheriff's facial features were squeezed together by severe pain, and he let out a heart-rending wail.

"My hand! hell, my hand......" Gaddore screamed in horror, his right hand that touched the pillar of light swelled before his eyes and burned the skin off the surface, the dark red muscles and white tendons beneath it cracked and withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, turning into a charcoal-like mass in a foul cloud of black smoke.

There was a "snap", and the entire palm exploded into a splash of black ash, leaving only a wound at the end of the wrist that seemed to have been bitten by a wild beast. "How could this be! how could it be ......" Thick plasma spurted out from Gadoré's remaining forearm, and bewitching blood splashed all over his face, and the gold coins soaked in blood on the ground appeared more transparent and yellow.

Soveran in the pillar of light looked down at Gadore, kneeling in a pool of blood, his expression never more pleasant. "Do you remember that sentence? No one lives forever in the face of fate!" I think I guessed right......" As soon as he finished speaking, the magnificent pillar of light disappeared along with Soveland's figure.

"Saul Vi Lan......" Gadore roared loudly, even with a sharp crack.

At that moment, a blinding light burst out of the stone chamber at the end of the hall, and Gadore jerked back, and in a fleeting light, the man he most wanted to put to death appeared where he could never reach.

Feeling light, Sovereign found himself standing on the level ground with his sacrificial knife in his hand, all his injuries healed, even the old ones from the previous battle in the town of Kugil. Almost at the same time, he saw Gadore in the hall outside. The eyes of the two collided at the distance between life and death, and they both saw the most chilling killing intent in each other's eyes.

Gadore suddenly rushed towards the stone chamber, and Soveran used his sacrificial knife to break the scarf that bound his hands. But at this moment, a heavy black shadow fell from the stone gate with a huge sound, and with a "boom", it blocked the hope of one person escaping from here, and blocked the fire of revenge of another person.

"I can't die here......!" Gadore finally stepped up the steps and came to the stone gate, but the sudden fall of the boulder at the exit was completely sealed. He slapped the boulder hard, the blood spilling from the wound on his right arm leaving scarlet marks on the stone face. At this time, he is like a gambler who has lost everything, and there is only the last madness and indelible despair in his eyes. "Take me out, Your Highness, you can't leave me here!"

Sovereign caressed the boulder inside the stone chamber, his voice never lowered. "For the sake of the dead Mirza, I swore that I would tear you to pieces with my own hands...... "Unfortunately, I can't do it." But I will personally send you a punishment heavier than death - your ugly soul and life are not even qualified to die! The pendulum of fate will trap you here forever! Hear me clearly? Forever!"

Gadore went completely insane, like a screaming evil spirit. "Curse you! Soveland! I'll curse you damn thing with everything!"

"Good luck, my sheriff!" said Sovereign with a smile, "but you did get everything you wanted, didn't you......?" The riches of the country!"

"You ......" Before Gadore could finish speaking, the pendulum of fate moved again, all the flames were extinguished together, and when he came back to his senses, he came back to the entrance of the hall. It's just that this time, he was the only one left.