Based on the oil paintings posted on the walls, it is not difficult for Lewis to guess that the devils worship the primitive beasts, perhaps as a personal hobby, or as an application of the playing method.

Square stone pillars carved with hurricanes and waves stand on both sides of the corridor, and the stone pillars seem to have a strange smell of the sea.

Perhaps, these building materials are special, and it is precisely because the materials are special enough that this building can stand between the spiritual world and reality.

Lewis followed the guidance of fate as he walked to the end of the corridor, where he was greeted by a building that resembled a Greek temple, with square pillars supporting a frame of square and circle, without a dome.

Looking up from here, only the moonlight turns crimson water, like an ancient building sunk in water.

In the center of this temple is a bearded statue of the god carved with raging waves and erupting volcanoes, as well as terrifying tornadoes.

Behind the idol was a tall seat, built on a twelve-story staircase, as if it had been cast in gold, and shimmered with dazzling luster.

Lewis sat in his chair, tracing the traces left by his fate, and the scene in front of him changed:

At some point, the temple was filled with devout believers, all of whom had golden hair, prostrate themselves and prostrate themselves to the people on high places.

The man sitting on the high seat was already dying, his body was covered with scorched black marks left by lightning, and his breathing was very weak.

At this moment, one of the kneeling men tore open the skin of his body, revealing a hideous unicorn and reptile-like pupils, and let out a strange laugh.

Chaos and fear erupted in this space, and the devil finally killed the god of natural disasters.

Lewis breaks free from his past impressions and has a guess about the fall of the God of Scourge.

Most of the hypocrite's injuries were due to the pursuit of the Storm Church, and he fled back to his base camp after being seriously injured, but unfortunately encountered a demon disguised as a believer.

As for the seal that the devil had used?

Lewis looked at the statue of the "God of Scourge" in front of him, and fate suggested to him that this statue probably had incredible powers.

"This statue has a supernatural power......"

Lewis took a coin out of his pocket for divination, with King George III's head facing upwards, indicating that the statue really had something to do with supernatural power.

Pong!

Two shots were fired, and the statue of the "God of Natural Disasters" showed signs of shattering, and the statue was actually empty.

Looking inside from the splinter, you can faintly see a crown studded with jewels, like that worn by a bishop.

Lewis made a few more shots, completely damaging the golden statue, and the crown was in plain sight.

Lewis slowly stretched out his hand towards the crown as a spiritual warning came, and a picture of his whole body boiling appeared in front of his eyes.

Reaching out many times, there were multiple sets of images in front of him to get the seal, but each time the result was not good.

However, after these foretold images, he already knew the vice president of this seal.

"The seal left behind by the God of Scourge cannot be moved, and once moved, the seal will evaporate the bodily fluids of surrounding organisms until the creature dies.

It's no wonder that the devil hides this seal, and he doesn't even use it when he hunts me down. ”

Due to the terrible side effects of this seal, Lewis did not dare to use it at will, so he could only throw it into the debris pile above the gray mist, hoping that after a while, it would reduce some of the side effects.

Leaving the temple, Lewis continued to explore, and behind the temple there were many neatly arranged rooms, which were supposed to be the residences of the worshippers.

A faint fishy smell came from the back of the room, and Lewis opened the first door with curiosity, only to see a skull impaled through a wooden pole, and a human skin stuck to the wall, the flesh of which had melted away, leaving only a shriveled skin.

"The devil has a great appetite." Lewis grumbled under his breath.

Miss Elana lowered her head, and she followed Lewis closely, without speaking.

"Help Me ......"

As if Lewis's voice was heard, a weak voice came out of the penultimate room on the right-hand side.

Lewis was startled, and a cold sensation was transmitted down the tail vertebrae to the brain, is there anyone here?

No, with his spirituality and five senses, if there really was a living creature here, he would definitely find it out at the first time.

Unless the other party has borrowed a higher level of power to isolate his own existence, or if it is not a living creature who is calling him.

"Tsk......" Lewis was speechless, he silently closed the door of the first room, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Newcomer, it's you, right?" The weak voice seemed a little excited, and said, "We met in the evening, and I told you about the treasure. ”

"Oh, it was you, I thought you were gone, why did you end up here?"

Lewis crept close to the third-to-last room on the right-hand side, where the stench was unusually severe, but there was no sense of danger inside, and of course, there were no living creatures.

Curious, Lewis kicked open the door to the room, and a disgusting sight appeared before his eyes.

"It's disgusting!"

Lewis sighed softly, and the whole room was like a perverted exhibition hall.

A human skin hung from the wall facing the door, the left side of the skin was covered with black blood-stained entrails, and the right wall was skinless, bloody flesh and skeletons.

In the center of the room hung a bloody head on a wooden pole, with its mouth open and closed, making a weak sound.

Lewis placed the silver ring he was carrying on his head, and the spirit on the ring was shattered, giving the head enough luck for the time being.

"You should know that you are dead, and the reason why you can still talk to me like this is because I think it should be the particularity of this temple." Lewis explained.

The temple of the "God of Natural Disasters" was built at the junction of the spirit world and reality, which is closer to the land of the dead, so it is possible to retain the consciousness of the treasure hunter for a short time.

The treasure hunter was freed from his confused state, he glanced at his surroundings and muttered, "I remember, I am dead, dead at the hands of the devil. ”

A look of remorse appeared on his bleeding face, and he said, "I should have listened to you and leave quickly, not to come back and lose my life for the treasure." ”

Lewis nodded, and asked expressionlessly:

"It's too late to regret it now, so, do you have any last wishes?"

(End of chapter)