Along the smooth upward ramp, solemn black lampposts stand on both sides like guards.

Even if it looks like an ordinary magic crystal street lamp, it looks extraordinary because of the metal ring engraved with magic runes encircling under the spherical light attribute magic guide crystal. There are hardly half a human figure here, not even road signs, only the shade of the pines and cypresses, occasionally revealing buildings of various shapes and paved with various bricks. The cool breeze passed through the forest, and there was a quiet and strange atmosphere.

It's not Origin Mana.

You can see magic devices everywhere here, but they are all well preserved, and there is not a trace of original magic leakage. But when he walked into the inner city of Idgradhi, Ivan still had a very strange feeling, as if the air in the inner city was filled with some kind of special energy, which made people feel refreshed, but he couldn't help but be in awe.

It should be said that the inner city of Idgradhi is really different from the outer city......

The inquisitor's assistant led him on the road to the southwest, which was wide, but devoid of pedestrians and carriages. There seemed to be some humidity in the breeze, and Ivan couldn't help but recall a map of the Anglo region. He remembered that the west side of the city of Idgrasius was close to the sea, and there was a small island connected to it, but he did not hear the sound of the sea in the distance, nor did he smell the salty smell of the sea breeze

Instead, he saw the temple of judgment.

He thought it should be the Temple of Judgment, as magnificent as a cathedral. The glazed spire is staggered and radiates a striking red glow in the sun. The view suddenly widens, and the pine and cypress forest comes to an abrupt end. The building is more than 20 meters high, like a giant beast sitting upright, blocking the other side of the view.

There are no walls around it, only a flat stone and brick floor, but at intervals, there are puppet guards, looking into the distance like a fence with a strange shape.

The inquisitor's assistant stopped under a lamppost a few dozen meters away from the building's gate.

"Wait here. One of them commanded, quickly glancing at his companion behind Ivan, and then hurried away as if he didn't want to wait for a moment.

Ivan silently watched his back and saw the puppet guarding the door blocking his way. After verifying his identity. Get out of the way again. The inquisitor's assistant walked through a side door in front of the building, and there was silence.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The empty flat land seems to lack some vitality compared to the woods. Gradually. Anxious feelings crept up like stubborn parasites. Restlessly piled on Ivan's chest. Ivan turned his head and forced himself to look at the black lamppost beside him. Not far behind him, the Inquisitor's assistant who remained kept an eye on him.

Why is there no news yet?A terrifying thought exploded in Ivan's mind. Isn't it going to fall into a trap?

Before going to the office, Xiulin had told him over and over again that if she wanted others to believe his statement, she had to believe it first. Ivan had forced himself to believe that he had traveled north to help Laxis, who had never seen the people of the Ghost Isles, who had never seen the people of the Ghost Isles. At the same time, he had to trust Selin to be their faithful companion. Perhaps, he didn't get a chance to talk to Serin alone, and that's okay, because Serin must know exactly what he wanted to do.

Although, no matter what you do, you have to tell some lies, but in order to protect innocent people, some lies are really necessary. Ivan was confident that Selin would understand what he meant and would understand what to do.

But why hasn't Selin shown up yet?

A trace of cold sweat oozed from Ivan's palms, and if he had looked at his watch at this time, he would have known that in fact, time had not passed for a long time, less than ten minutes. Sometimes, however, time gives the illusion of being slow and slow, so slow that it almost stops.

His heart was beating faster, and Ivan could clearly hear the inquisitor assistant's breathing, wondering if the inquisitor's assistant had noticed his apprehension.

Suddenly.

A small explosion sounded from the back of the building, but it was so quiet that the explosion woke Ivan like a sign that time was beginning to flow. Ivan stared blankly in the direction of the explosion, and behind him, the Inquisitor Assistant quickly drew the magic magic weapon pistol at his waist.

"What are you doing?" Ivan turned his head suddenly, and on the gun of the inquisitor's assistant, the green bar magic guide crystal was shining, almost reflexively, Ivan took a half step back and raised his right hand in front of him.

"Don't move!" the Inquisitor's assistant grunted expressionlessly.

"What do you mean, aren't you going to let me see Master Selin?" Ivan was jealous of his magic, and if the situation was not good, he would strike at the first opportunity, but he felt that the inquisitor's assistant should not attack the executor for no reason.

"Don't you know what's going on with this explosion?" the inquisitor's assistant was obviously also controlling the magic, and his tone was very strict.

"I haven't been to the Judgment Temple, how do I know?" retorted Ivan. He figured it out a little, and dared to think that this sudden explosion was Ivan's plan?

"I'm also the enforcer of the Alliance, would I do such a stupid thing, and what's in it for me to make such an obvious explosion?"

The inquisitor's assistant was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and pondered for a moment.

"It's not you...... Who else?" he seemed a little unwilling, and could not prove that Ivan had anything to do with the explosion, so he pretended to ask sternly.

"Is it interesting to ask me?" Ivan couldn't help frowning, "Maybe it's an accident, I don't know anything about the Judgment Temple, if you doubt me, why don't you go over and have a look?"

The Inquisitor's assistant fell silent, and after a moment, the glow of the magic crystal on the pistol slowly faded, and the Inquisitor assistant lowered the muzzle of the gun a little.

Ivan understood what he meant and took the initiative to put down his hand, and the inquisitor's assistant was really relieved and also put down the pistol.

"Let's go and have a look. He said, as if still a little hesitant, and his gaze wandered back and forth over Ivan, who sighed, turned around, and walked to the front.

He heard the inquisitor's assistant who followed him ask a word of nonsense.

"You're Ivan Yafir?"

"yes. Ivan muttered to himself, didn't you check the badge and the magic weapon a long time ago, and Borg had already revealed his identity when he contacted him.

"I've heard of you. The man's tone was uncertain.

"Oh. ”

Many people have heard of Ivan, and it is not surprising that an Inquisitor's assistant has heard of him, so instead of chatting with the Inquisitor's assistant here, it is better to think about what to do in this situation, there has been an explosion in the Temple of Judgment......

No, how can the inquisitor's assistant "gossip"?

"I thought you all rarely talked. Ivan wondered slightly.

"That's because our work is too strict, and there are too many things that need to be kept secret, in fact, I usually talk a lot. The Inquisitor's assistant tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled unnaturally, "You're really only fifteen years old this year, and your magic level is already over five hundred? ”

The puppet sped towards them as they prepared to bypass the main entrance, and the Inquisitor's assistant stepped forward, revealing the grim black-and-red badge on his body.

"Hmm. Ivan nodded.

It feels weird.

The sound of the explosion didn't seem to have any effect, and even the puppets didn't move, maybe because this was the inner city of Idgradhi, even if there was an accident, it was still in order. But was the explosion in the Temple of Judgment really an accident?

Suddenly, Ivan remembered something.

In the temple of judgment at this moment, there is indeed a very strict and unstable dìng factor, that is

Crow. (To be continued......)