From deep within the cavern came a muddled sound, like the noise in a hungover person's throat, heralding an imminent awakening.
The five tombstones that had been hovering began descending one after another. Each landed with a tremendous rumble.
It was as though they were not at all worried about waking the other party. No, they were afraid the other party would keep pretending to sleep!
Every tombstone in the Order Temple represented an ancient inheritance, part of the Order God Church's reserves. Their mode of existence was actually very similar to that of Ice Phoenix Panrol, who was awakening on the icefield at that very moment.
They were in pain. They were suffering. They longed for release, yet were bound by the responsibility and mission of their inheritance. They could not simply close their eyes, steel their hearts, and squander it all, unless they could find a suitable reason and opportunity.
The last time Dis had caused an uproar in the Divine Temple, he had offered a fairly suitable opportunity. But Dis was an Order Follower, and in the end, they had endured.
The Divine Edict User had pleaded desperately with them, hoping they would act to uphold the Divine Temple's dignity, which had made their refusal all the more difficult.
Raniedal did not take human form, but silently carried Puer a little farther away.
It knew very well that if the one deep within the cavern truly awakened, an extraordinarily brutal battle would take place here.
Even it needed to keep its distance while watching a spectacle like this, because its dog fur really might get singed.
Leaving everything else aside, the very essence of each tombstone was comparable to a lesser Divine Artifact. Of course, Divine Artifacts were not so cheap, nor could they be mass-produced, but