Nan Xiaonan was thoughtful and sneered: "So, no matter when I find it, I will definitely come back again for the last piece."

"Go ahead." Dashi said calmly: "I don't like to owe others favors. If you can really find the other pieces and come back here again, I will give you a chance."

Nan Xiaonan threw away the slate fragments in his hand, then smiled and said: "I have always believed that opportunities are not given by others, but earned by oneself... Even if I see you later, Mr. Oishi."

This slightly slender figure disappeared little by little into the forbidden area... Deep in the forbidden area, a huge round stone suddenly shook slightly.

Then it returned to calm again... At this time, there was no terrifying roar coming from the forbidden area, but there was a slight sigh.

"Even if I can get out, after such a long time has passed, the war... I'm afraid it's over."

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Mayfair is moving forward slowly.

In fact, every elf is a master at moving forward. They live in the forest and have learned to hunt since they were young. They have also learned how to hide their aura so that they can approach their prey more conveniently.

They are also particularly sensitive to smells... The bloody smell of the tribesman killed by Captain Malik is Mayfair's best guiding light at this time.

She has been to the temple many times and followed the elders of the village. She would enter the temple to worship at a fixed time every year, so she was familiar with the structure of the temple.

Mayfair quickly caught up with Captain Malik... At this time, he was still carrying the dead tribesman on his body.

Mayfair didn't dare to get too close. She knew that Captain Malik was the bravest among the younger generation in the village, and was even the favorite to become the next village chief.

Until Captain Malik finally stopped... before a huge and heavy door.

This is the inner hall of the temple, where the gods live... Mayfair held his breath at this moment, and saw Captain Malik gently push the door open, then carry the corpse of the tribesman, lowered his head,

Entered the inner hall.

The door was not completely closed, and there was a ray of light shining through the crack in the door... At this time, Melfi stepped lightly and slowly approached the crack in the door.

She began to hear some small sounds... which seemed to have a hint of anger.

"Malik, how many times have I told you I need fresh food... He's dead!"

"Sir, it's still warm. I just killed it. It's very fresh... while it's still hot?"

"waste!"

Mayfair's face changed slightly at this time, and he climbed up to the ceiling above the door in an instant. He saw a figure directly break out of the door, and then hit the wall directly.

It’s Captain Malik!

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Chapter completed!