The hall of the Dark Temple is spacious and bright.
This is the main hall representing the highest power of the Dark Temple, a high-end conference venue. When you stand on the distant White Jade Avenue, you can see the pointed top of the building. On the outside of this building, there are a circle of energetic temple knights standing, all of which are all
The black clothes are all above level 4.
It was noon, and the temple people dressed in black magician robe and warrior suits were not busy with their work, but kept rushing towards the hall.
"Have you heard it? The saint of the temple has been decided this time, and it was decided by that adult himself!"
"You have heard of it too. It is said that the lord handed over the entire Dark Temple to the Holy Madam!"
"No way, does that palace master have no objection?"
"Who knows, the Lord Lord seems to have no objection!"
Many people were already bustling in the hall. They whispered to talk about their own information, waiting for a ceremony, a unique ceremony - the Saint Successor.
"Silent!" Just as everyone was discussing, a powerful voice sounded in the hall.
A man in blue robe looked majestic, holding a black scroll in his hand and entered the gate. Two tall temple knights followed him, with extraordinary momentum. He saw his toes snatch his toes and his body flew up like an eagle.
Before jumping to the top of the platform a few meters high, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.
When the man showed the scroll, he saw the words "oracle" written on it. The people in the temple were frightened and nodded one after another.
The man's face turned solemn and said in a deep voice: "According to the Lord of the Palace, the oracle of the Dark God. The Dark Temple has been missing for a long time. My God treats me well. The Saint comes. I will specially organize this successor, and Le Wuyou will serve as the Dark
Temple Saint..."
"Slow down!"
A long roar broke the man's reading, and a group of men in white walked towards him fiercely.
"Whoever dares to act wildly in the Dark Temple!" The man in blue robe shook his sleeves and shouted angrily.
"Mr. Anyun! Do you not recognize him anymore?"
A blue-haired young man walked out of the white man. He held a sharp sword in his hand. Although he was murderous, he looked very righteous. This person was the Paladin of the Temple of Light that had become famous in the Oscar continent.
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"Danyun, your Dark Temple has caused trouble to the mainland for so many years, our Light Temple has just turned a blind eye. If the well water does not violate the river, we will be safe. But now, you dare to bully our Light Temple.
On his head, I took in my Temple of Light’s Blade, which would be too unfair to take our Temple of Light seriously!” Lance looked upright and his words were strong. When he said it, it seemed that the Temple of Darkness was really injustice.
Anyun frowned and looked at Lance with his eyes squinted, thinking why did he meet these charlatans at this critical moment!
"I don't understand what you are talking about!" Everyone in the Dark Temple knew that their elder Dark Cloud was not good, and the strongest one was to be a scoundrel.
"Don't understand? Joke, I, Goddess of Light, have already issued an oracle to the entire continent. The whole continent wants Le Wuyou. I don't believe you won't know!" Lance had a dark face and was very dissatisfied with An Yun's pretending to be crazy and stupid.
"Le Wuyou? Are you talking about the Holy Majesty? She is now the Saint of the Dark Temple, and we should be asking for trouble!" An Yun refused to let him go.
"That's right, the people in our Dark Temple don't need to make a case on the Temple of Light!" A young man in black jumped out of the crowd and landed lightly in front of the group of people in the Temple of Light, showing his domineering spirit in every move.
"Master Lord!!"
When they saw the visitor, everyone in the Dark Temple saluted one after another.
"Are you the Lord of the Dark Temple?" Lance raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Xuan, looking at Ming Xuan's young face, with some suspicion in his eyes.
"Bold, dare to disrespect our palace master!" Before Ming Xuan could answer, someone took action for him. The black big sword stabbed Lance straight into Lance's chest, successfully blocking Lance.
"Rick, retreat!" Ming Xuan glanced at Rick with a faint look, neither agreeing nor accusing him.
"It turns out to be the Son of the Dark Temple!" Outside, Rick has always been the endorsement of the Son of the Dark Temple. Lance naturally recognizes him.
"I dare not be a saint, Rick is just a saint with a name. Now our Dark Temple has a new saint, and Rick has become the guardian knight of the Saint!" There is no resentment because of the decline of his identity.
The pride that cannot be concealed in Ke's words has become Rick's most admired existence since the ancient killing formation.
"You!!! Le Wuyou is the person whom the goddess personally wanted. You actually disobeyed the goddess's will. Be careful of the arrival of heaven's punishment and be erased by the rules!" Lance looked at Rick in disbelief. In his eyes, Rick was seen.
It's like a lost madman.
"The punishment of heaven comes? Rules are erased? I don't know when a small goddess started to act as a Creator God!" A sarcastic voice came from behind.
Far away, Wuyou took steps, maintaining a cold face and a expressionless look that surprised everyone.
Seeing Wuyou appear, Mingxuan's tense face relaxed a little, and he gave her a thumbs up.
Wuyou curled her lips and tried her best to maintain her unattainable appearance.
Just as the Temple of Light always maintains a gentle and sunny image, the Temple of Dark is also always cold in the eyes of the people of the mainland. Who told them to be the spokesperson and disseminator of cold, cruel, crazy, bloodthirsty, and unruly? So in the world
Before You's succession ceremony, Ming Xuan specially asked Anyun to teach Wuyou a small lesson, for fear that she would not be convinced by everyone.
Anyun said that as a saint of the Dark Temple, as long as you do these four things, the people of the Dark Temple will be convinced.
The first thing to do is not to laugh. Laughing can make a person friendly, and the people in the Dark Temple do not need to make anyone feel friendly.
The second thing is to collude with dark creatures. Don’t hide any dark monsters and take them out, for fear that others don’t know that you are a fellow person.
Furthermore, don’t be good people. You can kill people in one, three, five, and set fires in two, four, and six. As long as you don’t act according to common sense. The people in the Dark Temple are the most moody existences, and they act entirely on their minds. If they follow the rules too much, they will not be them.
The last and most important point is to stay with the people of the Temple of Light. The Temple of Light has always been hypocritical, and all the people of the Temple of Dark Sneak at them.
Wuyou can solemnly swear that she is definitely not a good person, and she can also pat her chest to ensure that she will never die with the Temple of Light. As for the first two points, it is even more a problem for her. After hearing all this, Wuyou sighed in her heart: She is indeed
Born for darkness!
"Who are you?" Never saw such an arrogant person in the Dark Temple. Lance was also a little confused. He looked at Wuyou carefully and thought about the person who met her in his mind.
"Haha, he actually asked His Highness who is His Highness?"
"Are the people in the Temple of Light fools? Didn't the goddess give oracles?"
"I'm really worried about that goddess. My subordinates are so stupid. The Temple of Light will be over sooner or later!"
For a moment, because of Lance's words, the crowd in the Dark Temple rang out loud.
"Are you Le Wuyou?" Lance frowned.
Wuyou ignored her words and sat down casually on the only chair at the top. She didn't even look at Lance, but instead kept teasing a black bird on her shoulder.
"That's the regional black phoenix!!! You are Le Wuyou!!!" Looking at Wuyou's eyes, Lance's brows became even tighter. Wuyou has the regional black phoenix, and the entire Temple of Light is
I know, the goddess said that she just needs to find the owner of the Black Phoenix in the region and kill him.
"Are you an idiot?" He glanced at Lance casually. Wuyou was also a little worthless because the goddess of light was not worth it. Who are the people under his command? His IQ was generally not high.
"I heard that the Saint Maiden is already a demigod-level expert when she is in her teens!"
"Teenage demigod? God, do you want to be so exaggerated?"
"What are you doing! This is what the Templar Knights who personally escorted the Holy Maiden back, and there will be no false!"
"No wonder the Lord of the Palace has chosen her as the Saint. This time we made a profit from the Dark Temple!"
The rustling discussion sounds used up Lance's ears. Lance's face was a little weird. He thought he was already a rare genius on the mainland. He was only thirty-five years old and was already an eighth-level professional.
I thought that this teenage girl was so powerful!”
"Since you are Le Wuyou, please come with me!" There is no such thing as being the base camp of the Dark Temple and having the slightest cowardice. I really don't know if Lance is bold or has a trump card.
"Sir, we don't have many people now, I'm afraid..." Beside him, another knight from the Temple of Light whispered to him, obviously reminding him of his current situation.
"Shut up! As a believer of the goddess, how can he be so timid!" Lance was indeed a crazy fan of the goddess. He got angry when he heard the words of the knight.
The Knight took a step back when he heard this and stopped talking, but his face became a little ugly.
"He is right. Le Wuyou is the person the goddess is looking for. He will take it back no matter what. As believers of Goddess, if you don't have the courage, then go and die!" An elegant voice came from mid-air.
Suddenly, a man in a white sacrificial suit appeared from mid-air. The man was covered with a layer of white light, making him look like a god.
"Mr. Arthur!" Seeing the visitor, Lance's eyes shone with a bright light, as if he had seen hope,
He narrowed his black eyes into a rhino Wuyou and looked at the source of the sound. The man who Lance called Arthur looked only twenty-five or six years old, and he didn't know his actual age, so he just stood there.
Then there is a sense of danger.
"Divine level, you are also a demigod!" Wuyou was particularly sensitive to strength and glanced at the man in surprise.
"It's Lord Arthur, Lord Angel is here!" Without worry-free thinking, someone from the Temple of Light solved her doubts.
Angel? It should be the two who were handed down by the goddess of light.
"Le Wuyou, I advise you to follow me obediently and not force me to take action!" Arthur narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wuyou, his eyes full of threats.