Go back one day.
The night before Varona ascends the throne as Queen.
Gu Qingshan had just returned from the ocean and returned to the mountain villa.
Su Xueer is still in the wrong path of fate.
at dusk.
The junction of Shengguo and Fuxi.
A barren town.
Although the church in the town is a bit dilapidated, fortunately there is an old priest stationed there.
Over the years, the church doors have always been open, rain or shine.
But today, the church doors are tightly closed.
The curious townspeople inquired and found out the reason.
With a history of nearly a hundred years, the large candlelit ceiling that creaked when the wind blew finally came to an end. It fell from the ceiling.
The suspended ceiling smashed two rows of seats, almost hitting the elderly priest.
As a result, the church can no longer be used.
Maybe he needed to repair the seats and benches, maybe he was so frightened that he needed to rest. In short, the old pastor announced that the church was temporarily closed.
The door rumbled shut, isolating the inside and outside of the church into two worlds.
In the quiet church.
The old priest's voice suddenly sounded.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness Anna, you are a genius in the history of the Medici family, and you are the only family head who fully masters ancient techniques."
"I think you are already the strongest among all the family heads in history, so there is no need to take risks here again."
Opposite him, the beautiful red-haired girl said: "No need to persuade me anymore, I have to give it a try."
Anna.
Anna is here.
She was holding a large backpack and stood in the church covered in dust.
The old priest said earnestly: "The family has produced many outstanding heirs in the past generations, and each of them has exhausted his own wisdom and failed to awaken the god of death."
"Several family heirs even committed suicide in front of the Sleeping Box, just hoping that the God of Death would show up."
"But no matter what method I use, there is still no response from the Sleeping Box."
"All this time, only the first generation ancestor has ever opened it."
"Your Highness Anna, this treasure box is an ominous thing. I advise you to go back quickly."
"Stop talking nonsense, I am the head of the family. The head of the family must try it once. This is the rule!" Anna said with her hands on her hips.
The old priest sighed: "There are not many people in the family anymore. For the inheritance and continuation of the family, your more important task is to ensure your own life safety."
Anna nodded and said: "You are right. I don't think I am better than any of my ancestors. I just want to end this inheritance mission as soon as possible."
The old priest was slightly startled.
Anna said: "I have never felt that I am better than those ancestors in history. I also cherish my life. As the head of the family, I come here just so that I will have no regrets when I look back on it in the future."
"……So this is ah."
The old pastor looked at her expression carefully and found that she really had no hope, so he felt relieved.
He was afraid that Anna would not be able to think about it and would have to spend a huge price to try to open the inheritance treasure box.
The Medici family can no longer afford any losses.
"But - I see your highness, why are you a little anxious?" the old priest asked cautiously.
Anna said: "Nonsense, it's over here quickly, I have to go back right away!"
She clenched her fists and said: "I have mastered all the ancient techniques. I am no longer the person I used to be. I want to kill the Pope!"
"Your Highness Anna, I believe in your ability."
The old priest smiled and seemed very pleased.
"One last question, Your Highness," he said.
"you say."
"In your backpack, do you have the tools you intend to use to awaken the God of Death?"
"Hey, of course the bag a girl carries is for herself, why would it be given to the God of Death?"
"Hahaha, okay, please come in."
The old priest walked somewhere in the church and lit a torch.
He held a torch in one hand and pressed the mechanism hidden in the dark with the other.
A slight vibration.
The church floor sank, revealing an ancient secret passage.
call!
The fierce wind rushed out from the secret passage and raged endlessly in the church.
The old priest turned around and stood on one side of the tunnel.
"Your Highness Anna, be careful in everything."
The old priest handed the torch to Anna.
"Okay, okay, you stay outside and I'll go in and take a look. If it doesn't work, I'll quit. I won't force it." Anna said.
She held the torch, facing the wind, and walked into the secret passage without looking back.
The old priest looked at Anna's back and said with emotion: "Your Highness has finally grown up."
Anna walked forward along the tunnel.
After a while, the tunnel became steeper, almost vertically downward.
Stairs extending into the depths of darkness appeared at Anna's feet one step at a time.
The surroundings became damp and cold.
Only the torch in his hand gave off a faint light, illuminating a small area.
Anna walked for more than an hour, and the steps under her feet continued to extend downward.
She stopped and became impatient.
"How long will this take? I can't afford to waste my time."
After saying this, Anna zipped up her backpack.
She jumped high into the air and flew straight down into the darkness.
Behind her, a pair of wings composed of flames flapped with all their strength, illuminating the entire dark abyss.
The hot air whirred, and Anna slowly fell down.
The wind passed through her long hair and whistled away from her ears.
Anna used the blazing light of the fire feathers to see clearly the rocks, steps, and escaping bats along the way.
She avoids these obstacles without losing any speed.
This flying speed is dozens of times faster than walking up the stairs.
Half an hour later.
Anna reaches the bottom of the abyss.
It was dark and silent.
The torch is almost extinguished.
Anna lifted it up so she could see her surroundings clearly.
A black door appeared at the end of the tunnel.
The door was so huge that Anna looked up to see a sentence etched in the metal on top of the door.
"The god of death sleeps here, and only the dead can come to see him."
Ana looked at this sentence and was in trance for a while.
In history, there were some extremely powerful heroes who found some clues and discovered the secrets of the Medici family.
They sneaked in here alone.
But no matter who it was, he died immediately as soon as he came to this door.
Every strong man fell into eternal sleep.
Only members of the Medici family can safely enter the temple.
Despite this, throughout the ages, the Medici family has never succeeded in awakening the God of Death.
How many extremely smart tribesmen tried their best to finally focus on the words at the door.
In front of God's high platform, they tried to awaken the sleeping gods by committing suicide.
The result still didn't work.
Anna wouldn't do that.
She held the substitution contract, cleared her throat, and spoke solemnly to the black metal door.
"I, the contractor of Death, the new generation master of the Medici family, Anna Medici, request to enter the temple!"
The substitute contract seemed to sense something and suddenly became extremely cold.
Rumble——
The black metal door opens.
As soon as Anna walked in, the door quickly closed again.
All around was darkness.
A suffocating silence enveloped the place.
This is the temple where the God of Death sleeps.
Anna held out a finger.
"Snapped"!
A small flame appeared on her finger, illuminating her beautiful face.
Anna flicked her fingers lightly.
The flames flew into the air and exploded into a raging fire.
The fire light illuminated the entire temple.
Anna looked around.
Although she had already known about it through family records and documents, Anna could not help but be a little shocked.
There are twelve human-shaped stone sculptures as high as ten stories in total.
Twelve humanoid stone sculptures hold dark long-handled scythes, symbolizing the authority to drive away evil spirits, kill evil spirits, and protect all living beings.
The head of the humanoid stone sculpture is wearing a thin dog-head mask, which means that it swallows the unclean body of the deceased and purifies the soul.
The Black Crow and the Inugami are worshipers of Death, gods who spread sleep and death.
These statues are none other than the Death Dog God.
Twelve humanoid stone sculptures stand around, surrounding the high platform in the center of the temple.
It was a lonely high platform that looked a bit like a lighthouse, but there were no steps to go up.
This is a typical building of the Holy Death Cult.
Every holy church can only be built in this way where God has descended.
This is the platform where death comes.
No believer is allowed to climb the high platform, because it is the high place of God and cannot be violated by mortals.
This is explained in the family's literature.
The Death's Sleeping Box is on the platform of arrival.
If someone successfully awakens the God of Death, then the God of Death will appear on the high platform, open the sleeping box, and bestow an extremely precious treasure.
Anna walked to the foot of the high platform.
She looked down.
There were deep scratches, burnt gray, and black stains of old blood on the ground.
There were even a few dead bones in the corner.
These are the efforts made by the heirs of the Medici family to beg the god of death to come.
Anna raised her head and looked upward.
The altar of Advent is directly held high in the sky by a cylindrical stone body, and there are no steps to go up.
This symbolizes the separation between God and the mortal world.
For thousands of years, the high platform has been silent and has never produced any miracles from the gods.
Anna came to the high platform and made a prayer gesture with her hands.
The ceremony began.
Anna took a deep breath and read the inheritance spell loudly.
"The judge of good and evil."
"A guide to the soul."
"The hermit who keeps the secret of death."
"The God of Sleep and Death."
"I, a descendant of the Medici family, stand here and request to meet you."
