The Death Knell

The elevator leads to the interior of the Himalayas. A large space has been dug out of the mountain and an underground temple has been built.

Of course, this was written by Gu Yi after he succeeded the supreme mage, but before wanting to come here, he needed to pass a long spiral staircase. After Su Ming succeeded, he changed the elevator here and arranged for someone to pass it underground. Electricity and running water are also connected to wii, which makes the lives of monks a little easier.

But he hadn't come down before, after all, he wasn't a spellcaster, so why did he come here? I just heard that the nameless people still refuse anything that can bring convenience to life, and they prefer to torture themselves.

There is no need for tap water, so I have to walk from the mountain tunnel to a glacier several kilometers away, dig ice cubes and go home to melt and drink.

Even if there are electric lights, these people would rather chop firewood and burn charcoal to enjoy the physical aches and pains brought about by labor.

Not to mention the Internet, they don't even watch this cheapest entertainment, because ascetic monks reject all pleasures, let alone playing games online, even mahjong.

The nameless people's belief in Emperor Weishan has become so fanatical that it is like a cult.

Even so, Su Ming still asked people to provide them with supplies on a monthly basis. They could not use them, but as the supreme mage, they had to.

The elevator was running steadily, and the bright lights shone on the three of them, but they could feel the coolness around them becoming more and more obvious, and they could obviously breathe out.

"It's a bit cold, the basement always feels like this." Squirrel Girl hugged her big tail and used it as a scarf.

Ao Shutu's previous dress-up game made her realize one thing, that is, she is not suitable to wear skirts around beautiful women. Although those skirts are very beautiful, the key is the person who wears them.

If it wasn't for Ao Shutu standing by her side, Doreen should be very happy, but with the comparison, she couldn't be happy.

Doreen has thought about losing weight more than once, but she can't help but feel bad if she doesn't have some nuts for a while!

Nuts are the seeds of plants, which contain a lot of fat. Anyway, Su Ming thinks that with Doreen's daily consumption of nuts, it is considered a talent not to leak oil.

"There are some people living in the basement. I arranged heating for them, but they don't use it. I can't do anything about it." Su Ming listened to the hum of the elevator, and waited calmly: "But this time I didn't come down to find someone. Those monks, just ignore them."

The elevator arrived, and with a ding, the elevator door opened.

There is a narrow corridor in front of it, and the traces left by the excavation of the mountain are clearly visible. There are torches every few tens of meters, but this light swaying gently with the airflow will only bring a strange atmosphere here.

"Let's go, keep up."

The death knell stepped out of the elevator and walked forward along the corridor. After more than ten seconds, it suddenly became clear in front of him. An underground space about the size of a dozen football fields appeared in front of him. A magnificent building complex was here. place.

The area is not small, but the building does not have any decorations, only the most plain primary colors.

The wood was originally what it was, and now it is what it is when it is built into a house. The same is true for bricks and tiles, without even a little paint.

There are no plants or animals here, and the darkness of the open space surrounds the building. In this isolated place, only the soil for cultivating fanatical beliefs remains.

Because there is only some light in the temple, like a lighthouse.

Franklin didn't have any special reaction to this. After all, he used to live a life without seeing the sun, but the sandalwood scent in the air made his nose a little itchy.

Doreen was a little paranoid, she thought it was like a haunted place in a horror movie.

The three of them walked towards the main entrance of the temple, but suddenly a group of bald heads rushed out from the gate, each of them with golden eyes, pushing and shoving each other as if they were racing each other, and knelt together in front of the death knell.

"Master, are you going to perform a ceremony? Choose me!"

"No, Master, look at me, I'm ready to suffer anything!"

"Supreme Master! Please take pity on me, the old monk. I want to go to the kingdom of the true **** even in my dreams!"

They are frighteningly enthusiastic, and can't wait to share the cost of casting spells for the Supreme Mage, but...

"I don't have any price for you to share for me. Everyone, you all know that I am a fighter. I will let Monark come to you later, okay?" Su Ming helped everyone up with the force, Sighing: "Masters, please continue to practice, and one day you will be able to go to Emperor Weishan."

Because these monks have not seen the sun for a long time, their skin color is as pale as death. In the past, they shared the price for several mages, which made many of them seriously ill.

What they want is to die for the Supreme Mage to share the price, and thus ascend to the 'Kingdom of Heaven'.

Strictly speaking, these people do not belong to Kama Taj~www.NovelMTL.com~ but the private property of the supreme mages of the past, just like the families of Hamill and Xiao Wang, who are loyal to the line of the supreme mages, not Ka The power of Ma Taj.

That is, because Deathstroke is not a spellcaster, some policies have been relaxed, so that several archmages can also come here to "reimburse accounts." Otherwise, according to tradition, only the supreme mage can enjoy the services of the unknown.

However, Monarch and the others would not come over under normal circumstances. Although sharing the cost is a good thing for the mages, it can also allow the monks to quickly "ascend to heaven" as they wish. Suddenly it sounds like a win-win situation, but it always feels like Killing in disguise.

Among them, Monarch's casting price is relatively good. After the mental pain of the dead son is shared by everyone, it means that everyone has died of the son. Instead, you can set up a psychological mutual aid group or something...

After hearing that the cost of the death knell still hadn't been cast to share among them, the monks walked away step by step, with disappointed expressions on their faces, and some even shed tears, feeling very wronged.

The death knell is not a spell caster, their ascension to heaven is far away, and they live to die, but they can't die, which is uncomfortable.

But after thinking about it, they are still very obedient as the private property of the supreme mage. These fast-footed monks stopped more monks who came from behind, and took everyone back to the treasure hall, ready to continue meditating and chanting.

Squirrel Girl felt a little sympathetic to them, and said while eating the cashew nuts: "What kind of ceremony are they talking about? They are so pitiful, so you can help them."

"They want to die, they want to ascend to heaven, but ordinary ways of dying are not enough." Su Ming stepped over the high threshold, and looked up at the three statues of Emperor Weishan in the temple square: "It's still the karma owed to them. It's not that easy to pay back, let it be."