Seeing this, Huo Ling still advised, "Don't rush into action. I need to scout things out first!"
"Bahamut's temple is right here. He can't escape, so wait patiently."
Tiamat's smile faded as she said, "Don't worry!"
Tiamat led Huo Ling through Moqiulia's vast expanse, bypassing one temple after another.
They had to avoid the temples of gods who were still alive.
Although Tiamat and Huo Ling were concealed by spells that altered their auras, spells capable of deceiving all manner of celestials and divine beings—
They might not necessarily fool more powerful gods.
It was best to avoid them when possible. Better to leave well enough alone.
Before long, the two had arrived near Bahamut's temple.
This temple stood atop a massive mountain range. From afar, beneath the gleam of golden radiance, the range looked like a mountain of gold.
At the summit stood a colossal temple of Bahamut, the Platinum Dragon God.
The temple was exceedingly grand, even somewhat larger than the one Tiamat had within her own divine kingdom.
The instant Huo Ling saw it, his heart skipped a beat. He had always thought Tiamat wanted to attack Bahamut's temple and lair in order to besiege one point and strike the reinforcements, to deal with Bahamut.
But now, it seemed Tiamat's objective might not be so simple.
Because this enormous temple looked far too valuable!
The huge temple had been built from all kinds of precious materials, its walls inlaid with red copper and jade.
The soaring floor-to-ceiling windows had frames forged from legendary-grade adamantine, while the windows themselves were made from transparent crystals and gemstones.
These gemstones must have undergone special treatment to blend so seamlessly, like glass.
Through the open gates, Huo Ling could see the temple's interior floor. It was made entirely of refined mithril.