Chapter 3701

New York's most holy place is empty. The skylight representing multiple dimensions on the roof is still as clean as new. Green Parthenocissus crawls on the porch column in front of the door, and there are even some blood stained dew on the leaves.

This is probably caused by artificial rainfall in New York before. Today, it is a flood and a flame. Even though the sanctuary is invisible most of the time, it is still in the material world after all.

The mages of Kamata Taj have evacuated and lost the maintenance of personnel. It looks like an ordinary house, and it's the ghost house.

"Cousin, why is the door open?" The Deacon looked at the dark sanctuary gate and whispered vigilantly, "will sissohn want to go with us? He's waiting for us in this building?"

Don't say, although my cousin is often out of line, what he sometimes says still makes sense.

With Sison's strength, we can see at a glance that the holy place in New York is located on the earth vein. It is one of the important nodes of the earth's main dimension protection array and contains powerful power.

If he wants to break through the blockade of summation, of course, it is most convenient for him to come here to do things. If he finds the ancient one and releases it to the current dimension, it will be a little troublesome.

"Everyone, don't disperse. Come with me."

The golden lightsaber popped out of the palm of the death knell. He wanted to be the first, but Diana reached out and pulled him, and advanced through the door with her shield.

The falling God eater looked down at the holy place still standing in the ruins of the city. After feeling the smell of Oshu on it, he smiled like a good baby.

He shrunk into a fat dwarf, with a sharp toothed mouth and an umbilical tongue at the end of the line, apparently to show that he was behind the palace.

The interior of the temple is completely different from the outside environment. The most famous two-sided stairs enter the holy place in New York. At this time, the whole hall and stairs have been covered with snow, and the eyes are white, just like being in the open air in winter.

Diana stopped. She was a little surprised at the complex environment here. She couldn't see it from the door.

She and the death knell have been to Dr. destiny's mage tower before, but there is only a disorder of space, but there is no such disorder of seasons..

As she looked around, the clock on the side of the porch just popped up a wooden bird because of the hour, breaking the silence of the snow and making her raise her sword on alert at once.

But the frozen animal just stepped on the telescopic wooden strip and said in a trembling and slow voice:

"Boo boo."

This is a magical wooden bird sculpture. This is because it also has the function of thermometer. If the internal temperature of the sanctuary is too low, it will tell the time. If the temperature is too high, it will appear as a Roasted Quail.

An ordinary magic toy is of no value. In Huaxi Village under the Taj Mahal, a magic gem the size of a fingernail can buy seven or eight such clocks.

Of course, the valuable things in the sanctuary were taken away by the adjutant when evacuating the personnel. Except that the boiler for storing the ancient people was not easy to transfer and move, such as magic books, magic currencies, rare treasures and experimental materials, were returned to a safe place.

Snowflakes still kept falling in the hall. They seemed to be transported here, but in the heavy snow, the death knell reached out and pulled the clock out of the snow and stuffed it into his pocket.

Worthless money is one thing, but waste is another. Instead of waiting for annihilation, it's better to take it back to your villa.

This is not the wool of the collective, because according to the truth, Kamata Taj and all the holy places are the property of ancient one. When inheriting the position of supreme mage, they gave these to Su Ming at the same time.

The snow on the ground is very thick, so I won't take the carpet buried under it, but I also take away the small toy "Tongtian tower" on the cabinet over there.

"There's no smell of sissohn in this' little cave '. He's not here."

Just as the death knell was cleaning up, the God eater at the end of the line said so. His ox like nostrils sucked the cold air, but he retched again because of the smell of the dead waiter. It took a few seconds to calm down before he continued:

"I've been chasing him all my life. I'm familiar with his taste. However, there seems to be a very dark life here. There is no good or evil, no thought, just pure... Darkness."

"People now generally call this square box residence 'house', and the era when people lived in caves is too long ago."

Su Ming didn't hurry to put on his cloak floating on the side. Instead, he handed it some magic cloth bags and some cans of PIM particles to collect the bodies of those stinking ancient gods outside and prepare to pack them to take away the compost:

"The dark thing you're talking about is the ancient one I'm going to let you carry temporarily. I don't know when and where Master Guyi caught it, but now it's used as a boiler in the holy place of New York."

The cloak flew out. As a magic relic, it is a mature cloak and can do some tasks by itself.

What's more, it's easy to collect the body, which can be done by Syrian mercenaries without any training.

"The ancient." Wanda bared her teeth. Even she didn't want to deal with that kind of thing too much. It would really drive people crazy: "and why the boiler?"

"Who knows, but there's such a thing on the inheritance list." The knell shook its head, walked through the snow in the hall and took everyone to the second floor first.

In addition to the new Antarctic sanctuary built by Su Ming after taking office, the space in the other three holy shrines is disordered, especially London sanctuary, which is like a maze.

But the holy place in New York is not much. If you want to go to the boiler room on the second floor, you have to go up the stairs to the second floor, then take the stairs in the guest room to the prison on the seventh floor, and then enter the second floor through a door there.

People who don't know magic can't get into the sanctuary. It's hard for them to go.

The quiet in the building is quite different from the busy appearance in the past, but it is this unmanned environment that can reflect the relationship between magic and nature and show a mysterious beauty.

Of course, Su Ming's beauty is gloomy, dark and terrible for most people, but who calls him the supreme mage? It's so mysterious.

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