The first thing he saw when he walked into the temple was not the man at the end, but the wind chime above his head that had been made and hung by Smith himself.

These wind chimes are not real objects, but they are reproduced in this world in detail with someone's presence.

The wind chimes were not shaking, and naturally there was no clear and refreshing sound. It seemed that the owner here did not welcome him.

But Lu Mingfei welcomed himself because no one welcomed him, and brought up the flowing wind in the temple. The bronze wind chime suddenly swayed slightly, breaking the dead silence of the temple.

Accompanied by the sound of wind chimes, Lu Mingfei climbed up the steps and came to the throne.

The man on the throne closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if he was completely unaware of his arrival, or maybe he knew about it but was not prepared to pay attention to him.

Lu Mingfei sat on it unceremoniously. The throne was big enough to fit the buttocks of two people.

Lu Mingfei squeezed his butt, pushed Big Brother to the side, and then leaned against the cold and hard throne.

After he experienced it for a few seconds, he said disgustedly: "This thing is so annoying, it's a shame you can sit there for so long."

The man ignored him.

"If we find the white dragon corpse, how sure are you? In other words, what does it mean to us?" Lu Mingfei tried to talk, "Our disobedient brother seems to be planning to carry it alone this time.

, you didn’t say anything? This thing is not something he can handle."

Big Brother slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this guy still cared about the little devil.

The big brother glanced at the guys crowding around him and gave two words with great care -

"Go down."

Lu Mingfei sneered and squeezed towards Big Brother again.

"If I don't get an answer today, I won't leave!"

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…

"Is this the keel of Hasay Lain?"

Ouroboros looked at the keel brought back by Frisis with great interest, and asked seemingly casually,

"We already know that the Nibelungen ruins you have been looking for are roughly hidden in Northern Siberia. When are you going to look for it?"

Frisis said coldly: "It's far more difficult to enter than Avalon, and I can't find a way to enter for the time being."

"Aren't you afraid that the Black King, whose power you usurped, will be one step ahead of you?"

"He can't find it either." Frisis said without hesitation, "You don't need to worry about this matter. You can just monitor Avalon."

Ouroboros said with a half-smile: "You don't seem to be afraid of Nidhogg's revenge at all?"

"Both Smith and Hassey had a premonition of my coming, but they did not choose to escape." Frisius said calmly, "I am the same as them, we are not even afraid of death, what else is left in this world that can make us

fear?"

"Aren't you even afraid of death? Not necessarily."

"Whether you believe it or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me." Frisis looked at the big screen, "Wuni, how far we are from 80% progress."

"After fully analyzing Hase Rhine, the distance from 80% is still less than 6%."

Frisis was silent for a while: "Can you still find the other members of the Presbyterian Church?"

"They have completely hidden themselves and cut off contact with the outside world. We will not be able to find the next member in a short period of time."

This time, Frisis remained silent for a longer period of time, his pupils deep and dark.
Chapter completed!