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Chapter 14 Lord of Logos (3)

Ella thought there would be some families outside the temple, but she never thought that the temple would stand in a ruin, looking ancient and lonely. This made Ella feel confused. She couldn't help but ask: "There are really no families nearby? How could the temple be set up in such a location?"

"When this temple was established, this place was a prosperous city - it was the place of the ancient city of Delphi a thousand years ago." Draguè replied, "But after the death of the Son of God, the soil nearby was cursed and no more crops were grown. People had to leave here to build a new city, and the ancient city gradually became deserted. Only the priests of the temple stayed here and guarded this important temple for generations."

"Is this a temple a thousand years ago?"

Amy exclaimed, and then began to carefully look at the marble pillars in front of her. Time has carved traces of vicissitudes on these pillars. They are already scarred, but they are still firm as before, showing outsiders the superb engineering technology of the Qiqiu Empire.

"You just said - the curse of the Son of God?" Ella cared about this sentence more, "He is all a thousand years ago. Can he still affect this land?"

"That's why he is considered the greatest magician of all time. However, this land is not the only one that is affected by the curse. The Son of God was killed - this is a curse for all the magicians of the Tianfang Empire. Although they claimed that the Son of God was resurrected three days after their death, they would inevitably be greatly affected when approaching here."

Paracelsus was thinking about it when he heard Draguè say all this behind.

"A huge impact?" Ella asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Do you know, in terms of magic power, the Tianfang Empire is far superior to the Qiqiu Empire. But in fact, the Tianfang Empire does not put such pressure on the Qiqiu Empire, because of this curse - Woo???"

Draguè suddenly covered her mouth. In the direction of her sight, a priest-like woman stood in front of the gate of the temple and looked at Draguè with some anger. She had black hair like Draguè, and was covered with a golden burqa from head to toe. Every subtle part of the burqa was woven with gorgeous patterns, which looked extremely expensive.

"Draguè, who are these people?" the priest asked coldly.

"That...we are lost travelers," said Ella. "Because I can't get to town today, I want to stay in the temple for a night. Of course, we will pay the fee normally..."

"Sorry, this temple is crucial, so outsiders are never allowed to stay overnight." The priest replied coldly, "I will give you a lamp. If you have all your strength to travel, you will probably reach the town in the early morning."

"Light...No, in the early morning, even if we arrive in the town, the guards will not let us in!" Amy shouted, "Wouldn't we still have to sleep on the streets?"

"If you sleep for one night under the city wall, you won't encounter any danger."

"That...we are really tired and hungry," Ella begged, "Can't you be able to make peace? If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely donate assets to help repair the temple."

The priest looked Ella up and down, nodded, and shook his head again.

"There are ways to get outsiders to live in - but you probably don't have a chance."

"What method?" Ella asked impatiently.

The priest pointed to the pillars in front of the temple gate: "Look at those pillars carefully."

Ella walked to a pillar and found a row of inscriptions engraved on it: "Don't overdo everything." Then she came to another pillar and found a row of inscriptions engraved on it: "If you make a vow, you will be in trouble." Ella was puzzled and looked at the woman with inquisitive eyes.

"This temple was a place to interpret oracles a thousand years ago. In addition to oracles, there were also many wise mottos." The priest said, "If you are wise enough to say a verb that is engraved on a stone pillar, then you are qualified to stay in the temple-but I advise you to give up. There are enough verbs engraved on the stone pillar, and almost all the wisdom of the world."

"Many people have tried it before," Draguè added to Ella, "but the motto they said either has the same meaning as a motto that has been engraved, or it is completely unreasonable. So no outsiders have ever lived in the temple. So I said it depends on you whether you can move in..."

"Then what about this sentence," Ella said without hesitation, "'force is not the reason for the movement of an object, but the reason for changing the state of the object'?"

"Hmm?" the priest raised his eyebrows.

"Although this has not been fully confirmed, I think it is very likely that it is correct, and the reason is..."

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, 'force is not the reason for the movement of an object, but the reason for changing the motion state of an object', so powerful, so powerful, he looks very wise at first sound..."

The priest ignored Ella's words and smiled foolishly on his own. Ella had to speak out to remind him, "That, the basis for which I am reaching this conclusion..."

"No matter what basis he is! Just listen to wisdom! Draguè, find them a room... Hey hey, 'force is not the reason for the movement of an object, but the reason for changing the movement of an object', it's great, you have to find a better stone pillar to carve it..."

The priest left with a silly smile. Draguer's mouth opened in an O-shaped shape: "This is the first time I have seen my sister like this!"

"I won't go in." Paracelsus said to Ella. "For me, this is a pagan temple after all."

"No problem, right?" said Ella, "I have lived in the church of your Abraham Church."

"No, for you, different temples are just worshipping different gods. But for us, these other temples are temples of demons. I'd better sleep under this stone pillar for one night."

"The Devil's Temple..." Ella repeated it, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, what kind of temple is this? Which god is it dedicated to?"

It was obviously a very simple question, but Draguè's answer was a little hesitant: "A thousand years ago, this was the temple dedicated to Apollo. There was a change in the middle. Now... I don't know."

"Don't know?" Erachi said, "Isn't your sister a priest in the temple?"
Chapter completed!
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