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Chapter 890

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The flaming phoenix pyramid stood at the top of an active volcano on the entire flaming island.

The stones were old and weathered, covered with ochre moss. It was hard to tell the true size of this place. It seemed to be part of a cliff, a mountain that had been partially carved by an ancient builder. It was as if God had placed it there himself.

The phoenix guards attacked, leaving only a small number of guards behind. Most of the guards were only guarding the entrance of the pyramid. They seemed to be too confident in the other two entrances, so after the flaming guards attacked, there were no sentries at all.

Some kind of ancient power was operating within the pyramid. This pyramid was so ancient that many things had started to lose their effectiveness. The ancient magic circles were the same, the power of the gods were also the same. Some parts of the pyramid were even destroyed during the first Chaos invasion and the battle between the Tai brothers when they came of age against the great perverted demon, En Kali.

Laing and Fu Gen quickly realized that they did not need to be careful. In the heavy rain and wind, as well as the thick fog that rose from the lake fairy, the two of them slowed down and hid behind a stone wall as they walked toward an abandoned entrance. Laing felt the big drops of rain hitting his face. He wanted to use his spirit power, but he was afraid of disturbing something, so he just let himself be in the rain. "I feel weird, brother."

"I feel the same," Fu Gen muttered to himself. He also felt the power in this ancient temple.

It was an ancient, vicissitude, and even an indescribable power. More importantly, Laing and Fu Gen both had an illusion.

They were going home.

It was a power from outside the system. It was huge, slow, and extremely ancient. It was burning in the Asoyan holy fire at the top of the pyramid and the holy pyramid.

Laing even had an illusion. He felt that there was something in this pyramid that made him feel closer than the king.

Laing did not know if Fu Gen had this illusion. He looked at the face of the king's son geno prototype. It was a bit dazed, but it did not say anything. It went straight to the phoenix pyramid.

After a few steps, Fu Gen became interested. "This does not look like the style of the elves. It looks like the ancient holy pyramids I saw in Luscia."

"It's not very similar, but it is." Laing casually replied, "Asuyan's Flaming Phoenix Pyramid was built before the elves believed in Asuyan. The temple and the ancient Magic Toad Temple city's architectural style echo each other. Some people believe that the ancient saint first contacted Asuyan and taught the elves to worship Asuyan."

"But didn't the elven myths say that Asuyan created the elves?" Forgen immediately discovered the contradiction.

"Yes, so no one knows. The only conclusion we can come to is that before the Ancient Sages left this world, they must have met with Asuyan and made a deal." Laing couldn't be certain of everything, but he was certain that as a God above all Gods, Asuyan's power might not be as great as the Emperor who had recovered to his peak, but he was still unrivaled by Fu Gen and himself.

Simply put, it was just that this God of Gods didn't care about anything and rarely showed his power.

"And Father is always referred to as the young Ancient Saint by those Sram Demonic Toads." Fu Gen thought carefully. "So, do you think Father and Su Yan have met before?"

"I don't know."

"Is that so? I always feel that he will tell you more. "

"Father always has his own plans, and he never tells anyone."

"It's always been like this."

When Laing and Fu Gen passed through the abandoned pyramid passage, they could feel that there was a very, very powerful field here. It was the Domain of Gods. Asuyan's divine power covered this place. The power of the Lord of the Phoenix was pure platinum flames, which was enough to expel any impurities that tried to break into the Flaming Phoenix Pyramid.

Therefore, if there were things like chaos demons that tried to enter the Phoenix Pyramid, they would be blocked outside. To enter the pyramid, the chaos demons had to destroy the key nodes that maintained the array on the outer layer.

And at those nodes, there was a team of Phoenix Guards guarding them.

And every Phoenix Guard was at least a mid-Legendary-level powerhouse.

How many Phoenix Guards were there in Ossouin?

According to Lilith, there were about ten thousand people.

Laing could only sigh. The foundation of the High Elves was really strong. This kind of accumulation … How envious.

Every Phoenix Guard was a warrior carefully selected from the various High Elves kingdoms. They either voluntarily or passively made the vow of silence, swearing that they would serve Asuyan, the great Lord of the Phoenix, for the rest of their lives. They would make the vow of silence, and from then on, the Phoenix Guards would not say a word for the rest of their lives, so as to protect all their secrets. From then on, they would spend their lives in silence and coldness in the Shrine of Asuyan on Flaming Island, or in Ossouin.

This was a curse, but it was also a blessing. After making the vow of silence, every Phoenix Guard would receive a powerful force from the Creator. Therefore, these Phoenix Guards would receive a special sacred protection that could not be destroyed by ordinary magic or sharp blades. Their own sense of mission would also surpass their concept when they were mortals.

As the Phoenix Warriors of Asuyan, the Phoenix Guards were not loyal to any Elven Lord or Elven Prince. They only listened to the orders of the Phoenix King and the Phoenix Guard Captain. When their leader ordered them to enter the battlefield, the Phoenix Guards would resolutely and coldly carry out the orders. They would put on gorgeous armor and hold a ritually blessed halberd that could split the enemy in half from head to toe. Their stone-like silence would make people nervous, and their aura shrouded in divine power would not only make people tremble in fear.

Their eyes were like flames bursting with unshakable loyalty to the Creator of the Elves. In the air of this Phoenix Guard Legion, even the power of Asuyan would pulsate. Anyone who tried to stop them would be attacked by an insurmountable fear.

It was also because of this that the Phoenix Guards had absolute confidence in the barrier of the pyramid.

But today's situation was slightly different. No matter what the nature of the two original bodies of Laing and Fulgen was, they had a shell that was enough to walk in the mortal world, and they were not corrupted by chaos.

Along the stone wall, they entered a small side door and entered the surroundings of the great pyramid. In the dry shadow of the huge stone wall, the great pyramid of Asuyan and many Phoenix Priests appeared not far away. They were discussing something and quickly passed by.

Fulgen and Laing hurriedly hid behind a row of walls in the courtyard.

"Compared to a temple, this place is more like a residential area and a military camp." Fulgen observed everything. "Or a fortress. The defenders of the fortress seem to have a lot of trust in their defense."

"The first Phoenix King, Ainarion, had been here before. He sacrificed his life and soul to make Asuyan finally notice his existence. Asuyan then reshaped his body and gave him the power of a god." Laing nodded. "If it wasn't for him, the world might have been swallowed up by chaos."

"One person fought against four great demons in their complete form." Fulgen recalled what he knew. "You know, Laing. Most of the time, what we and those heroes defeated were only the incarnations of great demons. Only this guy could fight against four great demons in their complete form alone, together with his dragon mount."

Just like that, the two Originals hid behind the stone wall of a courtyard. Their boundless reverence for the legend of the first Phoenix King rose in their hearts.

In his early years, Alarion was just an ordinary navigator.

And after being crowned the Phoenix King, how many great demons had this great hero fought against?

There were too many to count.

Alarion won one battle after another, and hundreds of great demons fell in front of him. However, the great demons could revive infinitely, while the elven army would gradually be wiped out. It was a period of endless despair, but they had no choice but to fight with their lives on the line. From the hot-blooded hope of protecting the country to the numbness of waving his sword to delay the destruction, the first Phoenix King composed a sad song for the elves.

"When he was at his most desperate, he pulled out Kane's Demon Sword. With the triple curse, all that was left of him was a blurry shell. The wine that entered his mouth tasted tasteless, and he could never sleep. The whispers from Asuyan and the curse from Kane continued to corrode his heart." Laing told Fulgen what he learned from Lilith, and Laing quietly said, "At that time, he had already lost his sense of taste and smell. He lived in a world of vague shadows, dark and desperate. He only had the desire to kill and the endless pursuit of blood. Only his second wife, Morasi, used her dangerously beautiful body and concocted secret drugs of pleasure to comfort Alarion, who had already sunk into madness."

"Then they had a child, Malecis." Fulgen nodded. "Malecis also came here. This time, he failed. The great Shaman King strode into the flames to declare his legitimacy, but then a burnt cripple escaped screaming."

"Those priests have left. Let's go in." Laing motioned for the priests to leave. At this time, there were not many people inside the pyramid. It seemed that the guards and priests were very confident in Asuyan's domain of divinity.

The two Originals quickened their pace.

Laing and Fulgen were fully armed. They were not Originals who were good at sneaking in, so they caused quite a commotion along the way. Laing was worried that they would be discovered.

However, there were very few people inside the Flaming Pyramid. A small number of guards and priests went about their own business. The guards did not speak and only carried out some routine activities. The priests even closed their eyes and prayed, enjoying the peace and quiet. These believers of Asuyan did not believe that an evil creature could bypass the domain of divinity and enter the pyramid.

This allowed Fulgen and Laing to seize the opportunity. They avoided several waves of guards on the way and went straight to the daytime hall of the Flaming Phoenix Pyramid.

The Phoenix Mantra Scroll was located here.

This was an absolute forbidden area, and because of this, there was no one guarding it. None of the guards and priests would approach this place. Laing and Fulgen advanced along the path deep inside the temple. Braziers and torches illuminated the path, as well as the murals on both sides.

It was a glorious scene of Alarion's life. He was passing through the Asuyan Sacred Flame, where he defeated a large number of monsters of chaos.

The golden steps were very old and worn out. Laing could vaguely see the elven runes on them. Most of the power in the runes had long since dissipated, and only a little power was still operating. The steps led down to the daytime hall. Along the way, there were many tall stone statues holding braziers.

There were many ancient elven runes carved on the walls. Laing reached out and gently brushed away the dust on them, wanting to see the words clearly.

But at this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from the wall! Platinum flames emerged from the void, and the originally simple stone wall was suddenly enveloped in flames. The outer layer of the stone wall slid down, revealing the murals inside.

Laing and Fulgen were startled.

But then, the things on the murals shocked Laing and Fulgen even more.

In a colorful space, a tall giant with long black hair and golden armor was holding a human boy in his hands and sending him into a new world.

In the second mural, the boy was holding a wooden stick and fighting with several wild dogs. A white wolf knight happened to pass by.

In the third mural, the white wolf knight adopted the child and taught him horsemanship and swordsmanship.

"This … Isn't this?!"

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