The alternation of day and night in the Misty Swamp does not seem to have a clear boundary, and the whole world seems to loop infinitely in an abrupt black-and-white transformation, and even time has become the most illusory concept. In the early morning, a chaotic sound of horses' hooves crushed the gray-white, still cold night haze, waking up this silent and mysterious land.

Sovereign had slept very badly last night, and the nightmares that could not be dispelled tormented him almost all night. In fact, the situation of the others was not much better, Tandra and Shaun Sr. had not shown the slightest relaxation since leaving the temple, Thomas and Kuhl simply stayed in the temple, studying the stone slab for most of the night, and Peslin stayed by Soveland's side to relieve some of the oppressive atmosphere as much as possible.

The message Thomas and Kuhl had brought back from the temple was a bit frustrating, as the tablet had no description of it other than the name "Slice of Destiny". It seems that the Kujitan people deliberately avoided this "holy object", without mentioning what it was, where it came from, and what it does.

As for Belosio, the mercenary king of Orem never showed up again. However, his promise was fulfilled, and no one restricted the freedom of Solveland and the others, but at the same time, everyone found that these cursed creatures did not need sleep at all, or rather, did not feel tired at all.

In fact, the only help that Berohio offered was the bowl of untasteful, unbelievable meat. Although it was very unpalatable and even had a disgusting taste, Solweran still saw the envy in the eyes of the mercenaries looking at him.

A whole night passed like this, and just as it was just dawning, Sovereign and the others were woken up. After packing up a little, they set off in an unknown direction, led by Belosio. For some unknown reason, in addition to almost the entire Thorn Force mercenary group, Gadore also joined the team.

However, in the current situation, no one cared about this greedy sheriff, and he had become an insignificant existence.

The team made its way through the misty swamp at high speed, and as they went deeper, their surroundings changed dramatically. The gray-white mist that had originally filled his side dissipated, only to settle on the ground, and with the passing war horses, layers of beautiful whirlpools were swaying.

Inky clouds filled the sky overhead, like solidified lead, and they were pressed very low, like an extremely thick quilt covering the vast earth, blocking the sunlight from outside. Many of the giant black trees were either toppling to the ground or stretching their dry branches in all directions. From time to time, the ruins of the broken walls protruding from the surface of the ground are mixed with fine moss and reeds, as if whispering the footprints of the Kujitan people who once left their footprints here.

Sovereign could not remember how long they had gone, and if it weren't for the birds on the dead branches and the beasts that suddenly burst out from the sides of the horses to remind him that the world was still real, he would have suspected that he was in a dream like the end of the world.

At that moment, the voice of Berosio was heard in front of the horse. "It's almost there, guys!" he pointed to a bulge not far ahead, and turned back to Sovereign and the others, "Rush up, and we'll see the Temple in the middle of the lake!"

Sovereign and the others were stunned when they heard this, and although they were still a little uneasy in their hearts, they were replaced by a stronger curiosity, and they all wanted to see with their own eyes what the city of temples described on the stone tablets was like.

The speed of the horse team increased again unconsciously, and with a violent sprint, everyone finally rushed up the low mountain beam with all their might, where Soveran and the others were completely shocked by the scene in front of them.

A vast basin lies quietly between the gray and white world, surrounded by mountain beams that guard this magical place, and those thin mist like gentle streams, slowly flowing out of the gaps between the mountain beams, and flowing into the basin in wisps. They tumbled, boiled, and precipitated into a sea of mist, which, along with the dense vegetation dotted throughout, gave the land the illusion of unreality.

In the middle of the bottom of the basin, a lake like a black jewel is embedded in the drifting misty sea, and the quiet surface of the lake is like a flat mirror, without a single ripple. At this moment, a magnificent ray of sunlight was pouring straight down from the hole in the lead cloud, shining on the position in the middle of the lake.

In that holy light stood a magnificent city of temples that should not exist in the human world.

"Is that the 'Taitinchi' mentioned on the slate?" Soviran felt his mouth unusually dry, as if all the water had evaporated.

Belosio nodded beside him. "That's right, although I didn't know the name of this temple in the middle of the lake before, but in the entire misty swamp, this place is the only one that matches the description of the stone slab. ”

"What's the matter with that falling skylight?" asked Thomas, pointing to the sun.

"When we found this temple, the light of heaven stood there, day and night, even years later. "From the descriptions on the stone tablets, I even suspect that this heavenly light existed when the temple was built, even after thousands of years. ”

Berosio said, turning his head to look at Sovereign and the others. "I have to say, isn't this kind of scene also very much in line with its identity?" he sighed, "The temple dedicated by the Kujitan people to the Lord God of Destiny, Isseriel, should be so magnificent!"

Sovereign and the others did not speak, but they all acquiesced to Belosio's idea. The temple in the middle of the lake was far beyond the realm of man-made objects, and the heavenly light was like the Lord God breaking through the dense clouds and blessing the earth with holy radiance.

"Alright, let's keep going, hopefully it......'s still too late," Belosio reminded the crowd with a few knocks on his horse's belly.

His words made Sovereign and the others stunned. "What does it mean that there is still time?" asked Tandra, confused. In fact, it was not only him, but Sovereign was also very puzzled why the horse team was moving so fast, as if time was very tight and something was rushing.

"It's still time to enter the City of the Temple!" Berohio replied as he replied as he urged his horse down the gentle slope of the basin. Sovereign and the others glanced at each other and quickly followed the group.

It didn't take long for Soviran and the others, led by Berosio, to cross the sea of mist at the bottom of the basin and come to the edge of the sacred lake "Rotoya". Where, they were greeted by a wide stone bridge paved with huge stones. The emerald green moss reveals a trace of thriving life in the spliced stone cracks, the horse's hooves clasp on the smooth bridge deck makes a crisp sound, and the stone carvings of the figures standing on both sides of the road are tall and majestic, as if they are watching the pilgrimage believers.

Although these stone carvings are covered with traces of erosion over time, and some have even collapsed in the lake below, you can still see the glorious scene of this empire growing in the jungle at its peak.

The long march finally stopped at the small square at the end of the stone bridge, and a circular stone tablet standing in the center of the square appeared again with the inscription of the Kujitan people: "Before fate, no one lives forever." ”

Behind the stele, the darkness of the misty swamp vanished without a trace, and a step forward was a patch of light shrouded in the sky. In that bright world, a magnificent city stood tall, and the straight and towering walls blocked everyone's view. On the ground outside the city walls, countless huge bright white runes slowly turned, emitting dusty splinters of starlight.

Soviran and the others grew their mouths in shock, they could not imagine that such a great miracle could be hidden in the misty swamp where no one had set foot all year round. I don't know if it was a delusion or what, they seemed to hear a "click" coming from inside the city walls...... The sound of clicking ......".

The voice was deep and unusually slow, but it seemed that each blow did not ring in the ears, but hit the hearts of the people, even the depths of the soul.

At this moment, a voice rang out from the ranks. "I, I'd like to ask...... Isn't there a city of temples without gates?" asked Kuhl in a whispered puzzlement.

Following his words, Sovereign and the others suddenly realized that there was no entrance to the city wall in front of them. Is this a closed city?Or is the entrance not here at all??, thinking to themselves, they turned their inquiring eyes to Berohio, who was standing at the front.

The king of mercenaries smiled and urged his horse to the edge of the shadows. "Of course, but we'll have to wait a while......" he said, looking up at the light falling from the sky, "Calculate the time, I guess it's about the same......

Before he could finish speaking, the ground under everyone's feet suddenly trembled, and all the runes that were spinning outside the city wall stopped, even the "click...... The clicks ......" are lost in the final epilogue.

Just as Sovereign and the others were looking around for unknown reasons, on the city wall in front of the team, a bright white light gap rose from the ground,

It stretched upwards until it was three or four adults tall before it stopped its momentum. The next moment, the stone bricks on both sides of the light gap let out an irregular tremble, and then flipped and retreated to the sides like building blocks. Soon a tall gate was opened in the dust that fell from the poof.

Through the smoke and dust, you can see the beautiful statues of the city in the faint light, and at the end of the straight walkway, a brilliant temple.

"The city opens its doors only at noon...... The first time I saw such a sight, I thought I was dreaming!" Berosio said, stretching his arm into the light in front of him. Suddenly, his right arm, which was exposed to the air, was illuminated by the sunlight, and wisps of burning smoke drifted out, and several festering wounds broke through his pale skin. "Do you know why I can't set foot here?......" Belohio jerked back his arm, and in the shadows, the wounds healed again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Alright, little one, it's your turn!" said Berosio, waving his arm nonchalantly, to Essaoweran.

Without saying anything more, Sovereign immediately jumped out of his saddle and walked towards the light not far away.

"Be careful...... Veran, at any danger, get out of the city!" shouted Paislin from behind.

Sovereign glanced back, smiling confidently at his worried companions. "I'll be back!" and walked past Berosio, paused in front of the light that was close at hand, and finally stepped in firmly.

Warmth, that is a kind of warmth that penetrates pores, tightly wraps itself, as if it can melt all darkness. Sovereign took a deep breath, no matter what he was going to face, he had to fight for his companion a chance to get out of here.

"You know, little one, I envy you......" Berohio's voice came from behind him, "envy that you can breathe freely in the sun......"

Before he could finish speaking, a figure rushed out of the group, slammed into the light, and quickly threw out a cold glow against Soviran's neck. "Don't come here, I'm not sure I'll cut this kid's throat!" the figure shouted, "By the way, it should be Your Highness!"

Everyone was stunned by the sudden change, and when they came back to their senses, they realized that the figure holding Soveran's neck was actually Gadore!

"Boom, Boom, Boom," a series ......of long swords slashed out of their scabbards, and the sound erupted from the ranks.

"How dare you ......"

"Let her go!"

“......”

Old Sean and the others glared at Gadore angrily and shouted loudly.

"Let go of Sovereign, or you'll die here in no time!" Tandra roared and raised his greatsword, urging his horse to rush forward.

With the sound of "dang", Berosio actually hooked Tandra's sword with the reverse angle sword in his hand, and with his movements, the mercenaries of the thorny force immediately surrounded Old Sean and the others.

"What are you going to do?!" Tandra asked aloud as he looked at Belosio.

The King of Mercenaries didn't speak, just stared at Gadore coldly, a smile of incomprehensible meaning on his face.

"Hahaha......" Gadore pressed Soveran with his dagger and slowly retreated in the direction of the city gate, "Come after me, Honorable Commander!" he sneered loudly at Tandra, "I will dispose of the Crown Prince who is in the way for the Imperial Council! I will get the Slice of Destiny in this temple city! Only I will get out of this damned swamp alive!" The sheriff's expression was fierce, "And you! will die at the hands of these monsters! Because of the most ridiculous loyalty!"

"Well, I should wish you the best of luck!" the sheriff of Kugil ......," Berosio said with a chuckle, standing in front of Tandra.

Sovereign raised his hand to stop his attempt to break out of the encirclement and rescue his companion. "Trust me, I'll be back......," he said word for word as he looked at Tandra.

Gadore didn't pay attention to Soveran's words, he just tightened his arms hard, and his eyes hidden behind Sovereign were full of sinister and smug light. Slowly backwards, under the gaze of everyone, their figures stepped into the city gates, and gradually disappeared into the magnificent light radiating from the city of temples.

Tandra swung his greatsword and stole Berohio's reversed-angle sword away. "You had planned it a long time ago!, was it!" he asked loudly, "You deliberately got Gadore involved! You deliberately brought this dispensable hap with you!" As he spoke, Shaun Sr., Peslin, Thomas, and Kuhl, all eyes were fixed on the Mercenary King.

"That's right, my old fellow!'s right!" The corners of Belohio's mouth pulled into a graceful arc, "I don't believe in any damn fate! I don't believe in a life that could take a turn for the better in that little guy's hands!" his gaze was furious, and he raised the reverse angle sword in his hand and pointed at the city of the temple in the light. "If there really is a destiny in this world, then come! I'll wait here for it, prove it to me!"

"Do you know what you've done?" said Tandra, in a low voice.

"Of course I do!" Berohio sneered, "but do you know what? if that little fellow can't even solve the dilemma in front of him! he just can't help me today! and he can't help you in the future!"

Berosio's words stunned Tandra. "If Sovereign doesn't leave Taittingchi, even if I die, I'll drag you to hell with me!"

"Yes!" Berosio said with a laugh, "ready to wait!"

As soon as Berosio's words fell, a low "click" sounded in everyone's ears again, the runes on the ground turned again, and the stone bricks on the walls vibrated and gathered, squeezing the entrance into a high gap in light. Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, the gap exploded into bright particles of light, as if they had never appeared.