The entire body was already transparent, and Silas, the Lord of the Desert, turned into countless points of light before Raymond could speak, and completely dissipated in an instant.

Shaliman, the one-eyed sandman who was crawling on the ground like a newborn beast, was stunned for a moment and then began to howl and cry.

But as for the most difficult question of Silas, the Lord of the Desert, Raymond really didn't know how to answer it.

But since he was able to think about it and ask questions after the most descent, in Raymond's opinion, it should be similar to the Guardian Blue Armor he had met in the Nameless Plane before.

Guardians of the Plane have always been synonymous with mystery and power.

The wizards he remembered mentioning the Guardians of the Plane would describe them in the most humble and respectful tones.

Raymond, who has only been in and out of many planes, has only met a blue armor in the plane where technology and magic coexist, and the strength of the blue armor is judged by his current strength, and it is only an existence above the Dawn level.

Of course, if the Guardian Blue Armor had reservations, then the previous judgment would naturally be invalid.

The only thing left in the empty temple was the howling of Shaliman, but as time passed, the barriers that had separated the entire temple from the outside world gradually weakened until it completely disappeared, as if it had lost its energy supply.

Re-feeling the dry, hot air pouring in through the crack in the door, Raymond took a deep breath and leapt to the top of the temple, replicating the chaotic runes that were beginning to peel and fade in their entirety, and then unleashed his senses. The inspection began at the corners around the ceiling.

According to the previous account of the Lord of the Desert, Silas, this temple was able to avoid the search of the evil demons controlled by the true spirits because of a top-level magic weapon placed in this temple.

Each piece of bluestone is several tons thick. The seams were barely air-penetrating, but when Raymond had probed all the places he could inspect, he still couldn't find a place to place the weapon.

Deeply puzzled, Raymond couldn't help but return to the top of the temple, ready to start the exploration again.

It's just that Becky, the girl who came out of his storage ring at some point, pointed to the mark in the corner that looked like a family emblem and told him that there was a hole ten centimeters in size behind the family emblem mark. There was something in it that she couldn't see clearly.

Because of Silas, the Lord of the Desert, Raymond's wariness of the girl Becky was raised again, and the girl Becky jumped on his shoulder like before and wanted to sit down. I noticed that the moment her toes touched, Raymond's left shoulder trembled slightly.

Her face darkened, but after stomping her right foot that seemed like a phantom in anger, the girl Becky sat down as usual. But then for the first time, he imitated what Crystal usually did. grabbed the strand of hair near Raymond's ear, and then put his left hand on his cheek and pouted in annoyance.

Raymond, who knew that something was wrong just now, scratched his head, but he still cut off all the bluestone where the clan emblem-like mark on the ceiling was located according to the prompt of the girl Becky, and then carefully opened the bluestone, but finally found the secret room hidden in it.

It's just that there are only two items in this secret room wrapped in inexplicable energy.

A purple-black scroll tied together with silk threads.

A swarthy compass.

It's just that after opening the secret room inside this bluestone, there was an overall tremor in the temple where he was, and the bluestone walls within Raymond's perception range. The weight of the sand dune, which seemed to be unbearable, showed signs of imminent collapse under the force of the huge compression.

Understand that this is related to the opening of the secret room in the bluestone. Raymond's figure flickered and appeared next to the one-eyed sandman Shaliman, who was still sobbing, grabbed its arm and led it out of here.

Sure enough, shortly after leaving, the temple at the base of the massive sand dunes was crushed by the sand dunes above, and the temple that had been built more than 10,000 years ago ceased to exist.

Shaliman, who was already crying and couldn't breathe, beat his chest and was extremely sad, and Raymond, who was not too able to understand the relationship between him and Silas, the lord of the desert, after persuasion was fruitless, sat down with two things taken out of the bluestone and began to check.

The purple-black scrolls recorded tens of thousands of names, led by Silas, the lord of the desert.

But after the scroll was opened, a thick bloody killing aura as if it had substance actually came to his face!

Gloomy and cold, the defenseless Raymond was touched by this breath, and the brilliance of the force field on his body flashed and gathered.

But Becky, the girl who was sitting on his shoulder and pulling his hair and was sulking, stood up in vain at the moment when the breath in the scroll was generated, pursed her lips and let out a soft whistle, and then threw herself into this inexplicable breath.

Raymond's left shoulder, whose shoulder was like being stepped on hard, sank, but a wisp of smoke that came out of his chest in vain quickly condensed Crystelle's body.

still looked like he hadn't woken up, but after a few flapping of his nose, Christal's eyes suddenly lit up, and he dodged into the inexplicable aura that stimulated Raymond's protective force field!

The thick bloody killing aura that gushed out of the purple-black scroll became viscous in a moment, but the girl Becky and Cristal who were swimming rapidly in it like two small fish could not successfully converge this aura.

As if it had a life, this breath rushed left and right but had no effect, as if it was annoyed, after dozens of breaths, it no longer tried to gather but suddenly dispersed, and countless blood-colored air currents shot out in all directions, as if they wanted to melt into the air.

But Becky, the girl who laughed out loud, suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, countless afterimages were about to disappear before these pale red breaths were about to disappear, but they successfully gathered together, forming a purple-red sphere the size of her fist, which appeared happily in front of Krystal and stuffed directly into her arms.

Christel, who was already more than ten centimeters tall, smiled sweetly when her body sank, but soon she wanted to hand it back to the girl Becky as if she couldn't hold the orb.

But Becky, the girl who shook her head very resolutely with her hands behind her back, glanced at Raymond, and then suddenly twisted her body, leaving her back to the stunned Crystal .

I glanced at Raymond, and then at the girl Becky.

There was distress on Crystelle's little face, but in the end, he came to Raymond with the orb in his arms, and with some timidity, he picked up the purple-red orb with both hands and handed it over.

To Raymond, there was only a fuchsia orb the size of a pigeon's egg, but it was particularly heavy for Crystelle, and Raymond, who felt confused, quickly reached out and took it, but then he heard Crystal a little worried. "Help, help, help me keep ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Christel turned into a cloud of green smoke and burrowed into the rust-stained badge, but he was already asleep.

And the fuchsia orb, which was cold and piercing in his hand, was extremely heavy, and it also made Raymond's right hand sink and he was slightly surprised.

Just before he could examine the strange orb in his hand, Becky, the girl who rushed in front of him in vain, looked furious and roared. "Did I hurt you since I woke up? You say! You say! You say!"

Raymond, who was stunned, didn't know how to answer for a while, but the slender girl in front of him had two lines of tears welling up in her eyes, flowing down her pale cheeks.

Tears dripped down the corners of her lips into her mouth, and the anger in the girl's expression gradually turned into grievance, and the girl Becky, whose nose was fanning, actually made Raymond feel a deep sadness.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Raymond, who felt sour for no reason, wanted to speak, but the girl Becky, who wiped the tears from her face, lowered her head and muttered quietly. "This thing can't be put in storage, it can only be wrapped in extreme cold and carried around" (to be continued............