Chapter 117: Temple of Order

Sean nodded slightly, and asked directly, "Did the other members issue any new commissions?" โ€

"Master, Mr. Vortex has issued a new commission, please take a look."

Hypnos said, his face slowly faded, and the commission interface appeared on the magic mirror, in addition to the commission that he had already seen before, Mr. Vortex really released a new commission.

"A copy of the top-secret information of the Deep-Sea Shipping Chamber of Commerce, the price is 588 gold coins, and a friendly reminder that Baron Roma, the president of the Deep-Sea Shipping Chamber of Commerce, will do a big thing that shocks the entire Augustinian Kingdom in the near future."

Sean's face changed, and he looked at the commission in disbelief.

Deep-sea shipping chamber of commerce? Isn't this the Chamber of Commerce I met at the docks when I first crossed over? What are they doing here? A piece of information about them could make Mr. "Vortex" charge a whopping 588 gold coins?

Sean pondered for a while, shook his head, and asked Hypnos to close the commission interface, although he wanted to know what this top-secret information of Mr. "Vortex" was, but it was absolutely impossible for him to pay a sky-high price of 588 gold coins to buy a piece of information, at least not now.

"Hmm...... Since you know that this Baron Rรดm is going to do something, then just find an opportunity to tell the captain, presumably with the captain's ability, he should be able to find out! โ€

Sean thought about it, and felt a lot more relieved, so he put this matter behind him for the time being, looked at Hypnos and said, "If I enter the Temple of Order now, will it be dangerous?" โ€

Hypnos said respectfully, "Honorable master, as long as it is within the rules, the Temple of Order will not be in danger. โ€

Sean nodded thoughtfully: "I have to rely on you to enter?" โ€

"Yes, your current privileges are not enough to enter the temple directly." Hypnos paused and asked, "Master, do you want to try it once?" โ€

Sean looked at Hypnos inexplicably for a while, and then suddenly smiled: "Hypnos, you won't betray me, will you?" โ€

Hypnos's tone remained unchanged, and he said respectfully: "Master, the rules of the magic mirror are eternal, and whoever holds the true name will become my master, unless you die or take the initiative to cancel the process of recognizing the master, I will be loyal to you to the death." โ€

Sean was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Okay, Hypnos, I'll believe you this time, I hope you don't disappoint me." โ€

......

Sean opened his eyes, and an endless white mist met his eyes, and the blurred golden dome was like the peak of a high mountain, looming in the hazy, somewhat transparent white mist.

"It's ...... Temple of Order? Sean looked in amazement, then looked down to find himself stepping on a thick black stone brick, surrounded by a swimming, floating white mist.

Because the color of the white mist was close to transparent, Sean could faintly see the curved black walls in the distance, and the stone statues the size of mountains standing around the walls.

"Master, this is the main hall of the Temple of Order, and the huge stone statue you see is the holy urn where the official members are located."

"Like the golden dragon behind you, that's the urn you're in."

At this time, as Hypnos's voice sounded in Sean's mind, Sean's gaze subconsciously surrounded him.

After carefully counting, there were exactly thirteen stone statues, namely an old man in a white robe with a golden halo on his head, an unknown monster with a golden collar, a dwarf holding a golden book, a golden dragon as dazzling as pure gold, a black-robed man with a golden scythe, a gentleman with a golden cross on his back, a sharp-eared woman with a golden five-pointed star mark on his eyebrows, a strong man with golden stars on his body, a strange man with a golden vortex on his head, a demon with golden horns, and a golden key. A woman playing a golden flute, a golden sacred tree.

Among them, the stone statue behind him was a golden dragon that was as dazzling as pure gold.

The horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a house, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palms are like a tiger, and the ears are like a cow...... Isn't this Nima a five-clawed golden dragon? Sean looked up in shock at the golden dragon statue in front of him, which was about thirty stories tall in his previous life, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide in shock.

Is this my holy urn? My urn is a golden dragon, is there any purpose for that? Sean vaguely seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't think of it, so he couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, but he still found nothing.

In desperation, he cautiously turned around to look at the golden dragon in front of him, which was as magnificent as a mountain, and said, "Hypnos, do you know what these stone statues are? โ€

"Master, I'm sorry, I can't get the specific information because of the lack of permissions."

Sean frowned: "What exactly do you mean by insufficient permission?" โ€

Hypnos replied without pause: "Master, authority is rooted in the rules of the Temple of Order, and since my first master placed me in the Temple of Order, my rules have been fused by the Temple of Order, so with my authority, I can only carry out the authority given to me by the Temple of Order. โ€

Sean nodded slightly, touched his chin, and said thoughtfully, "So, if I want to know the secrets of the Temple of Order, I must find a way to increase your authority?" โ€

"Yes, master." Hypnos's voice didn't change, "But it's impossible, according to the information that the Temple of Order has sent to me, the master of the Temple of Order is the Lord who is beyond time and space, the god of illusion who is free from illusion, and the king of dreams who rules his rules. โ€

Instead of responding, Sean fell into deep thought.

He had had a guess in his heart from the time he needed to recite a prayer to open a special communication channel, but now that it was confirmed by Hypnos, a deep doubt rose in his heart.

Since this transcendent Lord is the master of the Temple of Order, where is the other person now? Is it raw? Or die?

If He was still alive, then why didn't He appear and even acquiesce to the ancient Romans putting the Magic Mirror in their temple?

Well...... Boldly suppose that if He had fallen, was it really just to help his son that ancient Rome put the Magic Mirror in the temple at that time?

Is it possible that the Magic Mirror was just a tool, and that Ancient Rome might have been interested in this temple of order and wanted to help himself, or help his son Dove occupy the magpie's nest?

Suppose that if this speculation is true, then does the current owner of the Magic Mirror, me, mean that it is possible to become the new master of the Temple of Order?

Sean thought about it and felt that this possibility could not be ruled out, so his heart began to pound and beat faster.

Rather than being the master of the Magic Mirror, owning a temple of a god is a real, unimaginably vast treasure, but all of this must be premised on the certainty that the god has fallen.