Lord of the Oasis Chapter 328: .The still-existing spirit body

That's the sun disk.

Appears at the tip of the eaves at the top of the temple, revealing half of it, releasing the sacred golden glow!

Kant stared at it and saw that the sun disc at the top of the temple should have been supported by a stone statue, but it seems that due to various reasons, the stone statue cracked, and the disc connecting the gold cast fell on the roof.

If it doesn't come back again, it is estimated that this solar disk will be missed.

The group approached the temple quickly, and the traces of the footsteps during the search were still fresh in their minds.

The time passed is not long.

Arriving at the triangular temple, it is like a Mayan pyramid. Except for the hall at the top, there are stone steps at the bottom. I walked up the road and finally came to the stone door of the hall again.

It is still open, dark, like darkness condensed in it.

It's not total darkness though.

A faint golden light emerges from the depths.

Kant frowned slightly. In the alleyway 10 meters away, there was a temple hall full of bones, but now there is a light inside the half-closed door, and it is very transparent, it seems that there are hundreds of them The candlesticks are lit at the same time.

"There are special energy fluctuations in it."

Bandak reminded: "It's a little strange, but it's too decayed to be a threat."

"Can you tell the difference?" Kant frowned.

"I can't." Bandak hesitated a little, but after serious perception he shook his head apologetically: "My perception is incomparable to those mages. This is my shortcoming, and I'm sorry for that."

"It's okay, just go in and see."

Kant is not irritated.

This is the truth, although Pandeland belongs to a low-magic world, and it is even more apocalyptic than this world.

However, the great knights with extraordinary power can still be born, the elves who can still survive in the gloom, and the underworld that can only invade the continent in small groups are enough to show the glory of Pande.

No worse than the world that Kant has traveled through!

There is nothing to fear.

Holding the sword of the king, Kant took the lead into the alley.

The two lion knights next to him took a quicker step, walking in front of Kant, holding shields and swords, and opened the door in front, completely releasing the light inside the hall.

"Crash--"

In the golden light, fierce applause sounded.

The lion knight and Kant entered the hall together, but they saw brightly lit men and women turned their heads and turned to look at them enthusiastically, clapping their palms vigorously, with bright smiles on their faces.

Aristocrats, priests, soldiers, craftsmen and other men, women and children.

"Welcome back."

At the end of the hall, on the steps, an old man with white hair and beard was standing there.

Clad in luxurious clothes made of gold and platinum, holding a scepter made of gold and precious stones in his hand, he looked at Kant kindly and nodded lightly: "My heir, have you completed my mission? ?"

Kant was silent, just standing in front of the door, looking at the people in front of him.

Brows furrowed.

The lion knights next to them had stern faces, and their hands had already drawn a small half of the knight's sword.

Including Bandak, black fog loomed out from the whole body, and a demon-like shadow appeared behind him, whistling with that gloomy and fearful golden light that swept the surrounding, as if the two sides were stalemate and confrontation with each other.

The situation is not right, this is very strange, and no one relaxes their vigilance.

"No."

Kant looked at the old man in front of him with a playful tone: "Aren't you dead?" He looked around at the people in front of him who were looking at him eagerly, and his tone was merciless: "Aren't you all dead, all turned into bones? ?"

“Whoosh, whoosh—”

A gust of wind blows in the void in an instant.

Many faces with eager smiles suddenly solidified.

There was a strange look in the eyes of everyone, and a hatred and resentment towards the living suddenly appeared, but the more resentful was the gradually hideous face, and there was a whimper.

The temperature plummeted in an instant, and the faces of the people who were originally gorgeously dressed and bright had distorted.

But that resentment was not against Kant.

It's on a high platform.

The old man leaning on a scepter, wearing luxurious clothes and wearing a golden crown on his head!

Kant's mouth was slightly sarcastic. He looked at the people on both sides with blood and tears in their eyes, shook his head and said, "It seems that they hate you far more than they hate the living."

"No way, it's my fault, they can't forget it after all this time."

The old man raised his scepter calmly.

With the golden light flickering, in this hall, the many women, old and young, who were originally dressed in bright clothes, instantly shattered into piles of bones, and the whole hall was covered with clunks.

"The obsession is very heavy." Kant's face was expressionless, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort to the skeleton next to him.

The entire hall was suddenly deserted.

It shone with a sacred golden light, but in front of him were only the old man at the end of the hall, and Kant at the door.

The scene was slightly silent, but Kant walked forward, two extraordinary powers in his body had been secretly alerted, looked straight at the old man, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to still exist. "

"I didn't think so either."

The old man nodded and said calmly, "Just before, I felt the divine power of the Sun God."

"Hmm." Kant nodded: "Interesting."

The old man is exactly the existence that Kant had met, transformed from a lich to a spirit body, the Pope of the Sun God Sect that has been wiped out in history and only has a spirit body left!

The old pope doesn't care about Kant's rudeness, he already understands the cause and effect.

The fact that he is still alive is a blasphemy to the Sun God, and he is the most serious betrayal. In the age of the ancient gods, even his soul would have been burned on the divine fire for a hundred years!

The old Pope sighed slightly, looked at Kant's calm appearance, leaned on his scepter transformed by golden glow, and asked, "Human, I wonder if you have gone to the golden holy city to find the sun in the coffin of eternity. Holy Maiden? That's the direct bloodline of the Sun God~IndoMTL.com~ If you find her, you can intermarry with her and gain the power of the Sun God."

"Hmmm, the Lady of the Sun? I don't understand."

Kant said calmly: "I found a golden coffin in the passage outside, with a woman inside and a sealed female succubus next to it."

The old Pope looked slightly stunned: "Really, she has fallen too." Nodding his head, he did not sigh unexpectedly: "In ancient times, the war between gods and demons continued until both sides were exhausted. Humans and other races united and began to attack us, the gods, and eventually both were wiped out because of the mutual distrust of the gods and demons."

"Does it matter?" Kant said.

"It doesn't matter." The old Pope shook his head with a wry smile: "That was the spare part of the coffin of eternity that I had prepared, just let my daughter lie in it." After a while, the old Pope looked at Kant: "She is still okay?"

"Killed by me, and the female succubus."

Kant said calmly: "I died quickly, and I didn't feel pain."