Deep purple flames danced in the copper hollow lanterns, and the trembling light reflected in the small droplets of water condensed on the stone walls, reflecting bursts of psychedelic luster.

The sound of low footsteps came from the slowly sinking trail, and their owners faltered, even with some difficulty. Sovereign was so badly wounded that Gadore could only tear his coat into a simple bandage, bandage his wound a little to stop the bleeding, and then put his arm on his arm and half-dragged into the tunnel in the stone wall.

Of course, this was not a sudden discovery of the conscience of the sheriff of Kugil, but a clear realization that the prince, who had escaped from the capital, played an extremely important role in Taitingchi's journey. What's more, with Soveland's current situation, not to mention posing a threat to himself, even if he asked him to kill a lamb, I am afraid that he would not be able to do it.

The tunnel was very quiet, or rather creepy, and the never-ending "click" sound came from the depths of the darkness, striking in my head, like a bell for a conjuring spirit, guiding the way forward.

The ground beneath his feet slowly became slippery, and Sovereign mentally calculated the distance he had traveled. Although he did not know how the Kujitan people had completed this massive project, he was sure that his current position was below the height of the entire temple, or even below the ground.

At one point, a strange thought even occurred to him—could it be that the place where this road led was a burning hell?, but this absurd idea was soon banished, for they finally came to the end of the tunnel, where a tall stone gate stood silently.

The stone gate was built large enough for two carriages to pass side by side, and the flickering firelight cast an undulating shadow on the relief on the door frame, and even gave birth to the illusion of life as the angle changed.

Gadore excitedly picked up Sovereign and quickened his pace, and although it was not clear what would happen next, such a change would be better than walking in an eerie tunnel all the time. But when they passed through the stone gate, they were nailed to the spot by the sight before them.

They saw wealth, they saw wealth that was so vast that it was jaw-dropping. In the spacious rectangular hall in front of me, gold coins, precious stones, statues, minerals, all imaginable treasures were piled up in all the corners that could be seen, and the planes of gold, silver, smooth, or bright, exuded a dazzling luster under the cold and bewishing purple firelight.

The luster is like a whisper in your ear in a dream, whispering softly, teasing the deepest desires and madness in your heart, it can make your mouth dry, it can make you lose your mind. And the most terrifying thing is that this is not a dream, it is close at hand, you only need to walk down the steps to embrace this golden ocean.

At the same time, Sauveray finally found the source of the "click" that had always echoed in Taittingchi, a real "compass" hanging from the center of the ceiling of the hall, two swinging arms separated from each other, opening at an almost perfect right angle, and it was vibrating slightly and making a low sound.

Fifteen clusters of bright yellow flames burned on the ceiling in a larger concentric circle centered on the Compass, forming a dial-like figure, and directly below the Compass, the gold coins scattered on the ground were cleared out of a small clearing, where a snow-white altar stood.

It took a long time for the two of them to slowly recover from their shock. "The Lord God is above...... I've never seen so much treasure in my life......" Gadore's voice was unusually dry, as if his words were being squeezed out of his throat, "Hell, they're piling up here so haphazardly...... Dedicated to the Ethereal Lord God?......" he said, rubbing his cheek with trembling palms.

Sovereign was much better, after all, he didn't have such a strong desire for riches, but even so, the sight before him made him fall into a momentary distraction, but now he thought of a different question. "Watch your hands, don't have any bad ideas about the sacrifices of these main gods......" he said to the greedy sheriff next to him, God knows if these piles of treasure could be another deadly trap, this strange city of temples does not seem to have the word "security" at all.

Gadore's voice became more painful, and his gaze swept over the gold coin. "Do you mean to walk through the mountain of gold empty-handed, for the sake of the Lord God, that's a good idea......"

"Yes, don't touch a single child!" said Sovereign in a low voice, "If you want to die, don't drag me with you to bury you!"

Gadore struggled to withdraw his gaze. "Okay, okay, just don't touch it......" Although he is greedy enough, it does not mean that this sheriff of Kugil is a fool, and in the face of life and wealth, he can still make the wisest choice. "And what's next? I don't see any other way out here. ”

Sovereign raised his arm and pointed to a staircase at the end of the hall far away from them. "There, although I can't see it clearly, it should be a stone gate. "Maybe we can find a way out of here up there." ”

Gadore nodded indifferently. "You have the final say, my Prince!" he said, taking Soveland's arm and walking down the steps.

Just as their toes touched the first step, a loud grinding sound suddenly came from behind them. Sovereign and Gadore immediately looked back, only to see a boulder falling rapidly from the stone gate, and before they could react, they smashed to the ground with a "boom", completely blocking the way they came.

"The ...... of the place," Gaddore cursed angrily and rushed over, but it was too late, and he could only slap the rough stone face with all his might, and in despair he realized that the boulder was not something the two of them could move away.

But the changes in the hall did not end there, the fifteen bright yellow flames on the ceiling suddenly went out together, and the whole space went dark, and the next moment, a low "click" came from the "compass", and in contrast, one of the flames was lit up again - the "dial" passed the first scale.

"That's not a good sign! hell! absolutely not!" Gadore's face was covered in cold sweat, and Sovereign could even feel his body tremble slightly.

"Look!" Sovereign suddenly pointed to the steps at the end of the hall, where it was indeed a stone door, but unlike the blocked path behind him, a boulder slowly rose from the door, revealing a wide way out. Because of the distance, they couldn't see what was behind the stone door, but faintly, there was a faint light inside.

Without any hesitation, Gadore immediately carried Soveran down the steps, and when they actually entered the hall, it became clear to them what kind of wealth the Takaz Empire had gathered.

Not only the gold and gems of the Kujitan themselves, but also the loot looted from other countries or races. Ore from the steely mountains of the Dwarven Realm, ornate scimitars and bows forged by elves, steel ballistas and siege engines made by orcs, and even crafts and statues with obvious characteristics of the Rokokan art of the Eastern world.

It was a veritable, unrivaled treasure of the nation, but Soveran and Gadore had no intention of doing so, and the colourful jewels and gold coins were trampled under their feet like worthless pebbles. They have only one thought in their hearts - get out of here as soon as possible.

The compass above their heads still made a muffled "click" sound, and the extinguished flames burned again and again, and although they didn't know what would happen when they were all ignited, the two of them would never believe that it was just an ornament offered to the main god by the Kujitan people.

Gadore's pace grew faster and faster, and Sovereign, who was holding his arm, couldn't even keep up with him, and the wound under the bandage oozed blood from the intense movement, leaving a trail of red blood on the gold coin floor. Passing the altar in the center of the hall, Sovereign took a closer look and saw that there was an old sacrificial knife on the altar, which was only four or five feet high, and nothing else special.

Before he could turn around, Gadore, who was beside him, suddenly stopped, and Sovereign followed the sheriff's gaze in amazement, and almost at the same time, he was also stunned on the spot.

The stone door in the distance finally became clear, and in the middle of the stone chamber of the hall next to the door behind the door, a metal shard suspended in the air was emitting a milky white halo. The halo was so warm and yet so sacred that almost the moment the eyes first met it, one could feel a power that touched the soul.

"Destiny...... Splinter ......!" Sovereign muttered subconsciously, though he had only seen a few simple lines on the slate, but he was sure that this was what he was looking for. Because such a holy relic is not something that mortals can forge at all.

"I think you're right......" Gadore suddenly pushed Sauvelle away and rushed towards the stone gate in the distance. "Thank you for your company, my esteemed highness!" the stumbling treasure on the ground even caused him to fall, but the sheriff quickly got up on his hands and feet, and only the most fanatical sparkle remained in the eyes of the earth.

Helpless, Sovereign fell to a hill of gold coins beside him, countless coins sliding down his shoulders with a nice crunch. He smiled wryly and grabbed a handful of gold coins, tilted his head to look at the "compass" and "dial" above his head, and for some reason, he now wished that something would happen to this hall when all the flames were lit again.

Closer, closer! Gadore, as if he had seen the "Slice of Destiny", his leather boots had even touched the steps leading to the stone chamber.

But at this moment, the last flame on the "dial" lit up, and the hanging "compass" let out a huge roar. The two swinging arms suddenly fell from the left and right, drawing two graceful arcs in the air, and then they staggered at the lowest point, swapping positions with each other, and once again standing still.

Suddenly, it was as if Essaoweran's brain had been slammed, and the whole world twisted before his eyes, like red-hot glass in the hands of a craftsman, pulled out of all sorts of unbelievable shapes—an indescribable sense of detachment. But the ensuing loud noise pulled him back to reality, but this "reality" made him break out in a cold sweat.

Gadore was right next to him, and the loud noise turned out to be the sound of a boulder blocking the way back to the ground again, and the two of them somehow reappeared on the steps at the entrance to the hall. The blood left on the gold coins was gone, the footprints in the pile of jewels were gone, and not even the bandages on Sovereign's body were red with the spilled blood.

"What the hell is going on?!" shouted Gadore, in horror, "I've stepped up the steps to the stone chamber!I've seen the 'Slice of Destiny'! How could I be here again!, like, like ......" his mouth opened and closed, as if trying to find the right word to describe what was strange in front of him.

"It's like going back in time?......," said Soveland, laughing out loud, and he looked up at the Compass, no, to be exact, a pendulum.

Gadore roared and grabbed Sovereign by the collar and pulled him from the ground. "What are you laughing at!

"Hahaha...... Of course I'm laughing at you!, my sheriff!" Soveran's happy laughter echoed through the hall, the happiest moment since he entered Taitinchi, "To tell you the truth, I want to praise the masterpiece of the Kujitan people, I want to praise the power of the Lord God of Fate!" he stared into Gadore's eyes and said, "In this hall, your desires are like carrots on a stick, always in front of you, but never obtained!"