Chapter 591 How do you feel? Are you like the elementary school student who defeated the final BOSS but found a deadlock in the save file?

The empty consul's palace.

"guard!"

"Uncle Aisinroth?"

"Lisa, Lisa, is anyone there?"

Galadia carried the silver-moon double blades on her waist and the golden phoenix bow on her shoulders. As she walked, she called out the names of her compatriots.

However, there was no response from the guards or relatives, and even the maid was nowhere to be seen. Arriving from the second floor to the living room on the first floor, the quiet mansion was as quiet as a ruined ruin.

Cold sweat broke out on Griffith's forehead. There are two ways to break the "Loser Eats Dust". One is to remove Salorian's initiative; the other is to directly kill Salorian, the creator of this field.

Salorian has an overwhelming advantage in "Loser Eats Dust". However, "Loser Eats Dust" is a real world. As long as the Elf Archon and Lady Avina are brought here, the two demigods can

Canaan's full support will be obtained, and the balance of victory will tilt towards Griffith's side...

Confused, Galadia began to use the echo crystal to call the Archon's Office and familiar ministries.

"Office? Looking for the consul, I'm... hello, is anyone here?

"Melrose?

"This is, where can I play..."

Still no one answered, and even the Canaanite authorities lost contact.

"No one can find it..." Miss Elf spread her hands, "Even my private channel can't find the Archon."

What's going on, what's going on!?

Griffith's mind went blank for a moment. The completely unexpected changes exceeded his calculations.

In Griffith's history, the Elf Archons were still wandering the streets on August 15, 1444, and the changes in Canaan would only occur on August 16. The Archons of Ferreras on July 21

It is absolutely safe!

This is the advantage of the time traveler brought by time retrieval!

It was based on the knowledge of traveling through time and space that Griffith formulated the strategy of entering Canaan - mobilizing the elven demigods through Galadia to defeat Salorian with Canaan's overwhelming combat power.

"Let's go to the Nebula Temple! The communication interruption may be due to interference," Galadia said. "No matter what happened, it is the most heavily guarded core of Canaan. If something happens, Dad will definitely be there."

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Canaan is gorgeous and neat at night. The clean streets and glazed porcelain walls outline delicate outlines, just like the smooth skin of a girl. The air is filled with pleasant fragrance, and the magnificent crystals on the majestic towers exude a faint scent.

Red and yellow halo. The endless flow of magical energy stirs up ripples and light blue lightning in the mirror-like dome sky.

To Griffith, this was like the breath from the mouth of the abyss.

The Nebula Temple is a huge and slender spire, with a giant statue buried underground and a path to the God of Prophecy; the core of the spire is an eternal spiritual fire. That's where Galadia is going.

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The closer he got to the Nebula Temple, the more intense the uneasiness in Griffith's heart became. The panic that was about to turn into reality became more and more intense. It seemed that there was some unspeakable horror that transcended all past memories and common sense and was entrenched here.

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Galadia also sensed the dangerous aura and stopped in front of the entrance of Nebula Temple.

"Griffith, there's something in there."

"Yes, I feel it too," the knight replied, "but I don't intend to escape. If there is some kind of power that can erode even Canaan and even change the history I know. Then I must witness it with my own eyes again."

"Aren't you scared?" The girl looked at him and bit her lips. "I don't know why, but I'm so scared. It's like there is my natural enemy there, or a fate that I can't escape."

Griffith was indifferent for a moment, and then he took out Han Guang:

"This is the weapon Sidious gave me.

"In my time and space, you are the hand of God connected to the source of magic power in the virtual world, and you are the last hope for the elves to maintain the source of magic power. They imprisoned you and wanted to sacrifice you to the outer gods of the virtual world.

"And I, possessing the authority of forbidden mysteries, have defeated Aaron, Commodus and others, and will soon gather the power to open the wishing device. The final decisive battle will begin between the new army under my command and Canaan.

"I will definitely defeat Salorian and lead an evil and terrifying army to tear down your woods and capture you!"

"Hahaha, what kind of death knight are you..." Galadia covered her mouth and laughed, "It's unbelievable~ I'm not talking about the end of the world, the decisive battle of the Hand of God, etc. It's unbelievable... That Sidious actually

Will give you his sword!"

Having said this, she clenched her fist and slapped her left hand on her heart: "Okay, there's nothing more to say. My brother has identified you, so there's nothing wrong with you in this world!"

The two laughed under the empty temple. When the strange silence heard the cheerful laughter, they ran away in fright.

"It will definitely be very dangerous next..."

Griffith took a step forward and came to the elf girl's side. The fiery breath made her pretty cheeks blush. However, she did not run away, but looked up at her knight.

Griffith stretched out his hand and held his slim waist. The girl couldn't help but lower her head and tremble slightly.

"Garadia, if I go back in time again, or break out of reincarnation, and meet you in the past or future, do you want to say something to her?"

"No need..."

Galadia's buzzing sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Then how can I make my past self believe in me immediately and help me?"

"You don't need to say anything~" Miss Elf's cheeks were slightly red, "As long as you come in front of me, that's enough."

She stood on tiptoes, caressed her broad shoulders, raised her head in Griffith's arms, and kissed him.

Smooth and soft to the touch, with the fragrance of roses, Griffith almost melted when he scratched the tip of the pen.

"Is this going to be a problem?"

"ah?"

"You think, in my time and space, there is you; in this world, you also have me..."

"Hey, what kind of cuckold plot are you thinking about?"

"Then it's no problem?"

"That's right, ugh!..."

Without waiting for Miss Elf's reply, Griffith lowered his head and kissed her, setting the girl on fire like a ball of fire.

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Inside the Nebula Temple, the rich spiritual energy has almost turned into substance, like a well of water, rippling in a heart-stopping arc.

Griffith never thought that the core of the temple would be like this——

Under the towering dome, the mirror-like liquid spiritual energy reflects the inhuman giant. In a distant ruin, there is a mountain-like huge shadow connected to the mirror.

Layers of elves were lying around the well of psychic energy. Their bodies all had inhuman changes, with tentacles, long tails and scales growing out. Their limbs were also twisted and deformed. Only their faces still retained some of their former appearance.

appearance.

They have no breath and no consciousness. They are like bodies with their souls emptied out. What is left here are just containers filled with spiritual energy, or in other words, bricks in the well of spiritual energy. Their festering faces are soaked in yellow.

The liquid is filled with fear, pain and distortion.

These miserable masonry and empty containers actually oozed yellow, viscous liquid.

Thousands of flying ashes fell from the dome, and the incinerated creatures were sacrificed to the unknown that dwelled here, and the vitality had withered.

"You are finally here."

A majestic voice came from the shadows, and Archon Ferreras, wearing a purple toga robe, walked towards the two of them.

Archon? Here?

"Dad, what's going on?" Galadia asked hurriedly. She wanted to go forward, but Griffith stopped her.

"The unstable vessel will soon be scrapped. The Senate finally agreed to replace it with a durable pipe for temporary use," the Archon replied. "Do you know what is in the well? Canaan realized that psychic energy was available long ago.

The supply is about to collapse, and without spiritual energy, this glorious kingdom of God on earth, its long life and noble personality will turn into nothingness.

"As long as there is a powerful source of spiritual energy, whether it is space or a creature, Canaan will pounce on it and suck blood regardless of everything!

"Hahaha, dried fish, can you imagine? What have these arrogant, stupid roe deer who claim to be the followers of God done?

"Driven by endless desire, the madness of chasing in the name of progress."

Dried small fish? Griffith's heart trembled. Before he could take action, the indescribable reflection at the mouth of the well had already seeped into his mind.

The endless rolling clouds and mist roll among the strange black peaks and mountains, outlining scenes of vague patterns that are beyond common sense. A tower that makes people tremble from the depths of their souls, making all human creations insignificant and worth mentioning.

The black jagged peaks stared at Griffith and Galadia.

"Garadia, attack, he is not..."

Griffith could no longer speak. Witnessing the inhuman things beyond human common sense, his reason was wiped out in the strange flute played by the strong wind.

This time, he, who was slow and blind, finally did not escape. Since the adventure at the Annock ruins, Griffiths, who had repeatedly escaped from the truth with his low perception, crude occult knowledge and poor imagination, finally finally

Confronted with the horrors of antiquity.

That's not a mountain.
To be continued...