Temple?

Before the Celestial Dragon Gate, leading to the God Realm.

"Lord Kivis... what's going on? Why is Saint Charlos..." A large group of guards stared dumbfounded at Charloss, whose features were completely out of place. They were shocked and almost thought that the Holy Land had been captured by the enemy.

"This is a game between gods. Knowing too much will not do you any good. Quickly open the door so I can take Saint Charlos back to Saint Rosward for treatment," Roy said righteously.

Upon hearing that it was a struggle between Celestial Dragons, words like "politics" and "infighting" flashed through the minds of these guards. They dared not think too much about it and hurriedly pulled the Celestial Dragon Gate up, standing solemnly to the side, pretending that they had not seen Charloss's miserable state at all.

Not long after entering the God Realm, they saw Rosward sitting on a slave, urging his "mount" to speed up. Clearly, he had received the news beforehand and rushed over in a hurry.

"Oh, Charloss, are you alright? I heard you were in trouble, I was just about to come pick you up!"

"My dearest son, how have you changed so much? I almost didn't recognize you."

Roy was speechless to himself. Could this be considered a prime example of beating someone so badly that even his own father wouldn't recognize them?

"Saint Charlos, I'm sorry. As a member of CP0, I really can't interfere in the battle between gods. The only thing I can do is to send Saint Charlos back as soon as possible after the accident." Roy quickly distanced himself, worried that if the old man took his anger out on him, he would have to decide whether to fight back or not.

Fortunately, Rosward had no time to pay attention to Roy, this "small fry," and since he already knew who the perpetrator was, he naturally turned his attention to Mjosgard.

"Hmph, to actually attack a Celestial Dragons for a woman from the lower realm is utterly absurd. Homing, who descended to the lower realm 30 years ago, was the same. The Donquixote family is insane; they are complete heretics among us Celestial Dragons!"

Seeing the fierce glint in Rosward's eyes, as if he were about to stir up trouble in the Holy Land, Roy knew it was time to make his retreat. "Saint Rosward, I still need to deliver the latest information to the Five Elders, so I won't stay any longer."

After passing through that gate, Roy used the Five Elders as a shield, and most people would naturally assume that such a matter had already been reported and would not question it.

"Then go ahead, the Five Elders' matter is more important." A slight fluctuation appeared in Rosward's indifferent expression.

The Five Elders are, after all, the five people with the highest status among the Celestial Dragons, and even they, as Celestial Dragons, need to maintain a certain degree of awe towards them.

Roy, who had successfully infiltrated the God Realm, was not unfamiliar with it. In Kivis's memory, he had been to this place more than once, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

In this God Realm, the most common dwelling place is naturally the residence of the Celestial Dragons. However, in the depths, there are two forbidden areas that even the Celestial Dragons cannot freely enter or leave.

One of them is the office area of Five Elders, which can be said to be the domain of power that determines the fate of this world.

The other forbidden area is a place that even the Celestial Dragons and CP0 members cannot enter; only the Five Elders have the right to enter and exit it, and it is also his ultimate goal for this trip.

This is a building similar to the Parthenon Temple in Roy's previous life, weathered and ancient, majestic and magnificent, as if it has stepped out of the long river of time.

"Is this the place? My intuition tells me that this place may hold the greatest secret of the Holy Land, but at the same time, it also contains the greatest danger within the Holy Land." Roy looked cautiously at the ancient temple guarded by a large number of soldiers, and exhaled a breath of turbid air. "It doesn't matter. Even if I only see the tip of the Iceberg of the behemoth that is the World Government, it's worth it. Anyway, it's not my true form."

Although the temple was heavily guarded by a large number of soldiers, it was just a simple obstacle for Roy. He simply made his body Virtualization, as if erasing all traces of his existence in the world, and then swaggered into the temple.

Although his soul clone has less than one-tenth the combat power of his main body, it is just as good at concealing his presence. After all, he can directly Virtualization in the dream world, so how could ordinary people possibly sense his existence?

The ancient temple appeared weathered and desolate, dark and silent. Roy sensed it briefly but found no signs of life.

"There aren't any guards or traps inside the temple?" Roy was a little surprised, but he didn't let his guard down. "Is it because there are no secrets in this temple that are worth paying attention to? Or do they think that there is no need to place guards in this temple, and that its potential power is enough to eliminate any enemy?"

"Empty, there's no one or anything here. Could it be that this temple is just an empty shell? Wait, something's not right. What's on the walls..." Roy's eyes widened suddenly. Because the temple had been in darkness, he hadn't noticed at first that the walls around the temple seemed to be covered with murals.

"Angels? Almost identical to the ruins on Sky Island!" Roy's mind raced. "Could it be that the Celestial Dragons also came from the moon like the inhabitants of Sky Island? But that doesn't make sense. If they really came from the same source, Sky Island wouldn't be in such a sorry state. A civil war among the Lunar People? That doesn't seem likely either. During the time I traced my dream on Sky Island, the Poseidon from 800 years ago seemed to have mentioned that their enemies were very well hidden. If it was a civil war that broke out in the Great Kingdom, she wouldn't have been unaware of it."

"Hmm? Besides the Lunar People, it seems there are other people in these murals... are they their enemies?"

Just as Roy was frowning in thought, he suddenly sensed a subtle and steady energy fluctuation coming from ahead.

Roy's expression hardened, and he hurriedly suppressed his aura, entering a state of complete Virtualization.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Someone was walking in the darkness, making crisp footsteps.

But Roy turned his head away, deliberately avoiding looking at the person's back. After all, even for ordinary people, being watched from behind might trigger a sense of unease.

This is especially true for those powerful individuals whose senses are excessively sharp; even a fleeting glance can make them perceive their presence.

Although the ruler of his dream exists in a dimension between illusion and reality, it is difficult for even Admiral Four Emperors to detect his existence, let alone ordinary people. However, the other party is very likely the true ruler of this world, an existence that even he, with his memories of his past life, cannot know.

What baffled him most was that last night he searched the memories of almost all the Celestial Dragons, CP0, and the guards in this Holy Land, and found that not a single person had any memory of that unknown being, as if that person was just Roy's imagination and did not exist at all.

Click!

Just as Roy was lost in thought, a muffled thud was heard, and the ground slowly opened, letting in warm, gentle light.

The underground world turned out to be a hidden paradise.