That night, everyone left the sanctuary, except for a maid in a glossy gauze dress in cream, who sent her servant to rest in a corner while she meditated with her eyes closed in the huge washbasin.

Only two brass lamps remained in the temple, and the fire sacrifice on the altar had burned out, and the dark lines of the flames crackled softly in the altar. The air is filled with aromas of calamus, cinnamon, myrrh, and olives, which are even more intense than before. The water in the basin is different from other places in that it comes from a tornado-struck storm, and legend has it that the water comes from a heavenly garden. Before leaving, the twelve old men poured into the basin seven golden tablespoons of holy anointing oil prepared by Hilibina, Nafta, and Shiserel, which was the precious "water of atonement."

The hidden eyebrows floated in the copper sea, the water was neither cold nor hot, and it could flow on its own without his strength, like a goddess with soft hands gently brushing away the dirt and fatigue of her body. At a moment, time seemed to stand still, her senses were more sensitive than ever, the sound of a trickle of trickles penetrating her ears from outside the walls, and not only that, but the gentle breeze through the branches of eucalyptus and eucalyptus, the fresh scent of agave and lilac trees, the sound of the harp that began to fill the air at some point, the sound of silk sliding over the crystalline tiles of moonstone, and the hidden brow could not help but stand up and listen.

No one stopped her, and the maid fell asleep. The whole temple seemed to be empty, as if the road had been engraved in her mind, and Yin Xinmei stepped out of the bronze sea and fell out of the water, following the sound of Yingying outside, and finally came to the outside of the temple after bypassing a few riddle-like corridors.

Where is this? It's not at all like the image of a storm. It was a long corridor lined with huge golden bronze pillars on both sides, and the warm sunlight shone from the light blue sky, and she couldn't tell whether it was morning or afternoon, and she passed the blue crystal floor tiles that seemed to be paved with broken gold under the bowed porch, as if she were walking alone on the sea.

At the end of the promenade is a beautiful courtyard with a large number of decorative shrubs, surrounded by columns and pornades. A sparkling pool occupies most of the place, with colorful goldfish swimming in the pool and twelve golden lions spewing clear springs majestically around the pool. The water poured silently into the pool, without ripples or rattles, as if time had been frozen in that ancient good time. From here, you can see that there is a golden throne with the same shape as in the temple, the only difference is that there is a crown of twelve stars on the throne, which are carved from twelve kinds of gems such as rubellite, rubyx, amethyst, diamond, white agate, and azurite. Beneath the crown is a satin-like garment, soft as water but as strong as diamonds, flowing with a brilliant brilliance against the backdrop of jewels and sunlight.

Stepping barefoot on the throne, she put on her colorful robes and crowns, and sat naturally on her armrests, as if she knew she had done so before she was born.

She was so quietly resting on the golden throne, like a queen who came out of the gate of ancient time, quietly gazing at the kingdom that had long since disappeared in the long river of history.

The sound of tuk-tuk footsteps came from a certain corridor, and someone was hesitating along, and the pace was flickering and approaching, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the man must have been confused and full of questions.

When that step became very clear, Yin Xinmei suddenly knew the identity of the comer.

It was Sether, who was as shocked as the Hidden Eyebrow on the throne when he turned to appear from behind the bronze pillar. Sether's clothes were exactly the same as they had been on the day he patrolled Saisser, except that he was missing the sweat and blood under his crotch, and he was obviously not so imposing compared to the golden throne with a crown of twelve stars, a colorful robe, and a golden seat covered by a six-winged creature.

As if unable to believe his eyes, Sether strode across the pool to the throne of gold to find out, and when he found that his eyes had not deceived him, he was so shocked that he could not say a word, and the demon froze in place, as if he had seen the pillar of salt of Sodom in destruction.

Yin Xinmei stretched out his right hand, he took it and put it on his lips for a moment in a daze, and then he still looked stunned, as if he had been turned dumb by Yin Xinmei. He could not connect the lowly slave who wore the smock that had been ripped from the dead man's body, cowered in the mud of the prison, and who had been humiliated by his riding on his body, with the queen who seemed to come from heaven in front of him.

"You ······" Sether's voice returned, so hoarse that he could not speak anymore after only one note.

"Me?" asked the hidden eyebrows, but her lips did not move, and the discovery made Sether begin to feel horrified.

"I'm dreaming······ Sether said breathlessly.

"Are you," the soul-brow continued, "have you ever awakened?"

"I don't believe it," Sether said, his voice trembling, "I don't believe it······ It must have been a dream······"

"Don't you believe it?" asked her spirit in a high pitch, and then she seemed to be transformed into a giant, so high that she could only look up, and everything around her was reduced to small in the sudden storm of darkness that swept in, "Look! I am right before you, and I show you the glory of the King of Eternity, but you still do not believe it!"

Her whole body glowed with a dazzling white light, more daring than the sun, and a huge sword of light flashing with dark blue thunder and lightning appeared in her hand, "Oh my God, listen carefully! Earth, hear with your ears! Dense clouds and darkness are His throne, thunder and lightning are His iron staff, eternity is His dwelling! The ruler of the air, the messenger of the gods of the Great King, sends forth the flame of your wrath, and burns up all the wickedness and abomination! I command you, in the name of the King of eternity, tear this darkness that is against the light of life, O O Messenger of God, to trample upon the wicked, conquer the Fallen, and destroy this crooked and perverse generation!"

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly cracked, the sound of trumpets and drums made a deafening chirp, the thunder shook the earth in the whirlwind, and the electric light illuminated the world in the darkness. After a loud bang fell, seven extremely tall messengers fell through the sky, their swords unsheathed, their faces and figures unable to be seen because they were shrouded in aurora, like seven silhouettes of the scorching sun reflected in the darkness.

Raising the giant sword in her hand, as beautiful as the deep sea, the stars, and the sun and the moon, and as violent and terrifying as the abyss and lightning, she cried out in the tornado with an unknown prophecy that resounded through the heavens and the earth, "Messenger of God, punish this unbelieving rebel!

The lightsaber in her hand pierced deep into Sether's heart, and at the same time, seven other lightsabers in the hands of the oracles plunged into his skull in unison!

"No ······"

Sether let out his last wail before he died, only to be reduced to a whimper that no one heard······