In the evening, the Temple of Azrael arrived.
There is a valley here with a deserted atmosphere. The temple is made of huge gray stones with many vague patterns on it. It is located alone in the center of the valley, looking abandoned and dilapidated.
Renn and his party were walking on a deserted road. There was no human habitation in this area, and there were no traces of flying insects or animals.
Tranquil, like the tranquility under the broken bridge on a moonlit night.
Stay away from the mundane world and return to nature.
It makes people naturally forget all love, hate, glory and wealth, leaving only the simplest emotions of life.
Only the breeze flows quietly, taking away the last trace of heat.
Infected by this silent tranquility, the people who had been communicating fell silent, and there was only the sound of the soles of their feet rubbing against stones in the wilderness.
Ren stared calmly ahead. The Azrael Temple was neither grand nor resplendent. It seemed like a small abandoned temple that could be seen everywhere.
For the swordsman who stands in the realm of the deep valley and is assimilated with death, nothing in the world is worth cherishing.
The only thing that is still eye-catching are the statues in front of the temple.
There are several four-winged angel sculptures with bodies covered with fur. Under the fur are countless eyes, each of which seems to be watching everyone in the world.
It's a bit scary, like being stared at by the Grim Reaper.
Being "watched" by several sculptures of angels telling death, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Tawara Touta, Sanzo and others all felt a sudden chill in their bodies.
"Everyone, this is it, I can't go there."
Quiet Hassan broke the silence softly. She did not step forward to call anyone, but stood aside motionless.
According to the rules left by the Assassin Order, asking for help from the first generation of Mountain Master is a "dereliction of duty", which means that this generation of Mountain Master is incompetent.
Regardless of whether the first-generation mountain master accepted the request for help or not, the person seeking help later had to hand over his head and pay the price with his life.
The leader of the Assassin Order in this era is Hassan "The Curse Wrist", and Jing Ming cannot make decisions for the other party.
Originally, Gawain was too invincible three times. In order to deal with him, Hassan had to bite the bullet and let Chaldea come for help. He himself was also ready to hand over his head.
But──
This time Gawain counts as a hammer.
There are at least four or five people who can contain him, but they are far from enough to make Hassan the Cursed Man have the consciousness to sacrifice everything to ask for help.
Therefore, this time, it was not the people of the mountain who asked for help, but outsiders such as Chaldea and the military leader who came to visit.
Ren lightly shrugged, looked left and right, and scanned the crowd:
"Ahem, who would be willing to go over and knock on the door?"
"..."
Touta Touta, Miss Sanzo, and Sigurd all took a few steps back calmly.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to step forward when he was pulled by Mashu. The girl quickly pulled him back a few steps.
So only Scathach was left standing there, looking at Ren side by side.
Renn: "..."
There was a moment of silence among the fans.
Don't be surprised that everyone reacts this way.
The stone door in the center of the temple was not closed, and the gap was dark, with some black mist vaguely filling the air. It was an abyss that seemed to have swallowed up all light and life, and was filled with unfathomable darkness.
Just looking at it is terrifying.
Even Ren was in danger and sent chills down his spine, let alone other heroic spirits.
Miss Sanzang, Touta Tawara, Sigurd and others all had a frightened feeling that eighty percent of the past would never come back.
This was not an illusion, they truly felt that there was "death" behind the door.
Really, I will die...
Ren coughed a few times: "Ahem, everyone, this is not the way to go. Who can go over and say hello first?"
However, still no one took action.
Everyone either raised their heads to the sky or lowered their heads to count the ants. It was so dark and the ants were so big... Being too absorbed meant that they couldn't hear.
No wonder everyone was scared. They stared at the temple door. The feeling of death on the face was so real. Some people believed that it was the entrance to hell.
Because "Azrael" is the name of the angel of death in the Islamic scriptures. By analogy, it is like King Yama of the underworld.
The half-open door of the temple seems to have written - "Yam is here, come in and sit".
Who is going to "seek death" after eating too much? In a literal sense.
No matter what they thought before, whether they were contemptuous or doubtful, almost everyone realized it now - the first generation of the Mountain Lord was basically the same as the God of Death, profound and unpredictable, and extremely dangerous.
In line with the noble sentiment of a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist, Renn poked Touta Tawara with his elbow: "Brother, don't you really want to meet the first generation of the mountain? Go over and knock on the door."
Tatouta's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't hear anything, and kept looking up at the sky:
"It's so dark."
Renn: "..."
Forget it, don’t count on this one.
Miss Sanzang is a little easier to deceive.
He looked at her sincerely and showed a warm smile that could be called a textbook: "Master Tripitaka, don't you want to discuss your respective teachings with the Master of the Mountain..."
"Ah, this ant is so big." Miss Sanzang said in surprise.
She lowered her head and stared at the soles of her shoes, counting the ants that were not there at all.
Renn: "..."
Why did he suddenly become so cunning?
All of a sudden, he went from being the worst actress at the Golden Raspberry Awards to winning the Oscar, which caught him off guard.
"Let me go, I just want to learn his skills."
Skahadei raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with fighting intent, without a trace of fear.
For the Queen of the Demon Realm who only wants to die, the God of Death is indeed no deterrent.
It's just a clone of a servant. If the real body were here, I would have been able to rush over and use the hands of the mountain master to achieve relief.
Just when she raised her long legs and took a step forward, Ren hugged her waist.
He turned her around with a serious face, lowered his head and kissed her sexy red lips as if no one else was watching. The intense kiss made both Matthew and Guda blush a little.
For a long time, he held Scathach's face, which still had a trace of blush:
"Hey, you are no longer the woman who no one wants and wants to die. Half of you now belong to me.
Don’t you know how to be someone else’s wife? Okay, I will teach you well in a few days. "
He was actually a little angry because she did not fully assume the role of his woman. The Queen of Shadow Kingdom's obsession with seeking relief from death was still deep-rooted.
"..."
Knowing that she was in the wrong, Scathach lowered her head slightly. She did not refute, but stood quietly behind him very obediently.
As the Queen of the Demon Realm, there is no problem in wanting to die.
But as someone else's woman, doing so is tantamount to ignoring your own man's thoughts.
"You can't do this again without my permission." Of course Ren was a little unhappy, staring at her with a stern tone.
He decided that the next step was to make the Queen of the Demon Realm realize that she was already the wife of the war lord. He didn't want to come back to the Moon World one day and find that she had "committed suicide".
Ren seemed a bit harsh.
After all, the Queen of Demon Realm was arrogant at heart and did not quite obey his domineering attitude. She crossed her arms and turned her head away:
"Don't go too far, you are just my boyfriend, not my husband.
No matter what, huh, if you're not afraid of death, just go over and knock on the door yourself. "
It only took a few days, which was certainly not enough to completely tame the fierce horse.
Her arrogant attitude in resisting her boyfriend's overbearing orders made Ren's lips slightly raised. It was true that he had already formulated a series of queen training plans. It would be a pity if they didn't come in handy.
Kesha was as proud as a white swan at first and didn't want to call her husband, but later she learned how to care for her husband and raise her children...
Renn took a deep breath, suppressed his distracting thoughts, glanced at the temple that looked like the entrance to hell, and smiled at everyone:
"Since you are all so humble, let me go over and say hello."
Everyone was fed a lot of dog food and was a little stuffed. They smiled after hearing this.
'These teammates are really thieves...'
Ren cursed a few words in his heart, and reluctantly walked to the gate of Azrael Temple alone. He felt quite sad and solemn like the wind rustling and the water cold, and the tragic feeling of a strong man gone forever and never coming back.
He didn't want to take the lead, but...
Quiet Hassan looked at his back and couldn't help but remind him:
"Sir Ren, you are not members of the religious order. You must pass the test before the first generation of adults can help.
Even if there was some connection or acquaintance before, you can't be careless at this time. The First Generation Master will not show mercy in the test. This is a rule and cannot be avoided. "
rule?
When Ren heard this, his steps paused slightly and his face became a little solemn.
Indeed, the feeling of danger ahead is not false, otherwise Touta, Sanzo and Sigurd would not be so afraid.
If it weren't for the threat of death, Mashu would not have forcibly held Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Rules are rules, and even if one of our own has a rule that he must hand over his head afterwards, "outsiders" can't treat him too favorably, and they can't expect Wang Hassan to be too lax.
At this moment, as if confirming what Quiet Hassan said before, the last ray of the setting sun was swallowed up.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time. Lord of the Army, if you don't have the equipment to carry the crown, why don't you sleep peacefully here."
An old and deep voice came from the Azrael Temple.
The sky suddenly became dark.
As if they were a ruthless declaration from the God of Death, the deep words of the first-generation mountain old man echoed throughout the valley!
The sound was not loud, but it shook the void and stirred up strong winds. The vast magic power rose and fell with the tone of the voice, and the small stones on the ground trembled slightly!
The temple suddenly became extremely dark, and a terrifying aura filled the air, as if the door to the underworld had been opened.
"..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Tawara Tota, Sanzo and others suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
With just one sentence, there is an urge to run away.
This is not simply a question of courage, but life's instinctive fear of death itself that is almost engraved in genes, which is difficult to overcome with courage and willpower.
Even Sigurd, who always had a calm expression, took a slight breath of air.
The danger ahead suddenly doubled. This was the result of the analysis by the "crystal of wisdom" of the magic glasses.
"This, this level of magic power fluctuation, how is this possible..."
At the same time, Dr. Roman's projection appeared, and his expression changed drastically.
Perhaps because he had forgotten part of his memory, he, a former crown-level warrior, seemed to not recognize King Hassan at all.
Of course, it could also be an act.
'A show of force? test?
No, it's not that simple...'
Ren narrowed his eyes and wanted to move forward, but found that his hand was held by bba.
She bit her red lips, her eyes full of worry, because it seemed that the first generation of the Mountain Master was serious about taking action, instead of letting everyone pass by just fooling around.
"Don't worry, your man is no worse than him." Renn smiled and patted her hand.
Along the way, he has never really been intimidated by anyone, Cu Chulainn, Hercules, Jin Shining, Morgan, the Lion King... they have all fought against each other, nothing more than one battle.
Matthew warned in time: "Senior, be careful! It's very dangerous there."
"Be careful." Sigurd said concisely.
"Idiots find that assassin very simple."
"Idiot apprentice, needless to say, it's totally a foul play."
The rest of the people also spoke out to remind him. As long as they were not stupid, they could see that the power of the old man in the temple was far beyond that of ordinary heroic spirits.
It was even stronger than what the soldier had shown before, which was simply contrary to common sense.
Doctor Roman glanced at the soldier master with deep meaning:
"Hey, this should be the one...are you okay?"
"What do you think?" Ren's expression was cold, and the evil spirit in his eyes boiled like fire. "In this case, there is no need to hide it. It's really a good time to learn his methods today!"
He is a strong man who once gave up the title of Saber and qualified for the title of Caster. He is not afraid to fight with any heroic spirit.
Boom!
Thunder arose in the void, resounding for miles.
In an instant, his black hair turned white, a majestic and vast magic power was suddenly released from his body, and a flash of white light bloomed in his eyes, which was extremely terrifying!
He once fused with a servant Wu Ming.
When the power of the heroic spirit is fully released, his hair will become snow white and his skin color will become slightly darker.
The materialized magic power continued to roll around Ren's body, and soon condensed into a set of sky-blue magic attire dotted with many star patterns and draped over his body!
The star attire is a small gift given by Alaya to him, a "law-abiding" outsider.
In addition to not being damaged, after wearing it, it can restore 2% of its own magic power every minute.
This magic gift is actually not very strong, but it is the manifestation of the Moon World Green Card, or a status symbol.
Ren's white hair is flying, his eyes are as cold as lightning, and his aura is extremely terrifying, like a god or a devil. The "star dress" on his body is gorgeous and noble, and it looks mysterious and unpredictable, as if it is condensed from the stars in the sky.
Powerful, deep, like an abyss or a prison.
His spiritual base level continued to improve, strengthen, and stabilize... and his class was quietly changed to caster.
Da da da~
Renn walked towards the temple step by step. It wasn't until he had taken more than ten steps that the steady sound of footsteps woke up everyone behind him.
"Gulu~"
Touta gulped.
He stared at his back, wanting to say something, but the aura like the stars in the dark night was too heavy and eerie, making his breath stagnant.
It was very uncomfortable, just the leaking breath made him extremely stressed.
If you take action...
"..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu looked at each other, and both could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
The soldier leader looked much scarier than before.
Miss Sanzang blinked at Scathach beside her, with an inquiring look on her face.
The latter just shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not understand.
Dr. Roman muttered to himself: "It's unbelievable. It may be slightly inferior in intensity, but to reach such a height by yourself is really..."
"yes……"
Sigurd's glasses were filled with data streams, and he stared at the soldier's back as if it were an abyss or sea. The result of the deduction made his head hurt.
Renn ignored the reactions of the people behind him. The black mist in front of him was pushed away before it even got close, unable to hinder him in the slightest.
He stepped to the door of the temple, stretched out his palm and pushed!
Rumble~
The stone door trembled and opened to the side, and countless mist rolled and spread.
On the high steps, there is a pair of blue eyes.
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