Should I say 'yes' or 'no'? Say no, what if Lord Watcher gets angry because there are no people who believe in eternal life in such a big underground city?If there were, there used to be two temples, but one of them was abandoned and became a place where coffins were stored, and the other was half dead, with only a silver skeleton guarding it. There were no priests, so what kind of temple？If the Lord Watcher saw this situation, would he think he was careless? Can’t even keep your faith in immortality?

This is really not because not careful. The special nature of the Immortal Temple is that those who believe in it must be living people. The souls of undead creatures are directly imprinted, there is no need for a temple.

With the closure of the world transfer station, the Undead Empire has not appeared in this world for thousands of years. No matter how strong the belief is, it weakens as generations of people die and eventually disappears.

But the most important thing is that the former Immortal Temple was too casual. There were no rewards for those who believed in it, and there was no punishment for those who desecrated it. As long as you don't stand at the door and insult or spit, just stand far away, even if you curse, you can't believe it ‘you're stupid- -' and no one will care about you.

Of course, it is not okay to scold the king. Anyone who dares to scold the immortal king who is in charge of the soul and eternal life will be hunted down even if he goes to another dimension.

This kind of casual attitude is far different from the devil's valley. The devils in the devil's valley like to seduce people's hearts. As long as you believe in them, money, beauty, status, and power can all be exchanged.

A thousand years ago, Feilin had heard of a religion called the Church of Light, which was more deceptive and deceptive. However, with the closure of the World Transfer Station, they also disappeared.

In the end, Feilin decided to say 'yes'. After all, there really was. Although it was in decline, it was not his responsibility. On the contrary, it was a grave sin to deceive the watcher.

"Yes, there is a temple in the southeast corner." Feilin sent an address with his mind.

This is the good thing about undead creatures. The communication between them is directly at the soul level. Some things that are difficult to describe in words can be passed with just one thought.

After receiving the address, Ange took the little zombie and walked towards the northeast corner.

Ange's location is also in the northeast, but it is a bifurcated cave. It is rarely visited, but the northeast corner where the Temple of the Undead is located is the slope area where you just entered the underground city, which belongs to the main city.

When Ange came here, he found the same silence here, not even a ghost. The ground was covered with moss, making it slippery and difficult to walk on.

After walking through the road ahead and entering the temple grounds, you can see that the moss and debris on the ground have disappeared, and there are traces of cleaning on the ground, which is clean.

There was also the sound of sweeping the floor in the distance.

Ange walked over in search of the sound, and when he reached the corner, he saw a silver-white skeleton holding a broom and sweeping it. Sensing Ange's arrival, the empty eyes of the silver skeleton looked in this direction.

The little zombie froze and quickly hid behind Ange.

To be honest, this silver skeleton is almost the strongest skeleton Ange has seen in the past thousand years. Its soul strength is only slightly weaker than that of Felin, and it has levels of suppression against low-level undead creatures.

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However, Ange didn't feel any pressure at all, not even when facing Film. Thinking back to the beginning, his gray bones were picked up from the Palace of Rest, and he was not seriously trained, so he didn't know that he was what level is it.

But since the Silver Skeleton can't put pressure on him, it means that the Silver Skeleton's soul is not much stronger than him.

The silver skull just glanced at it, then lowered its head and continued sweeping the floor. It had been doing the same job for a thousand years, and maybe it would continue to do so.

No broom can withstand thousands of years of friction and remain intact unless it can repair itself. Looking at the black air that escapes from the broom every time it is pulled, it shows that this is the soul weapon of the silver skeleton.

Soul weapons are weapons condensed by advanced undead creatures using soul energy. They have the characteristics of self-growth and can automatically repair damage.

In this way, Ange's sickle and hoe have been used for more than a thousand years.

Seeing that the Silver Skeleton ignored them, Ange ignored it and wandered around in the temple. Nigris wanted to find an immortal temple to see if he could connect to the soul network to judge his situation, but how to connect?

Wandering around without a clue, Ange called out to Negris again.

Negris couldn't help but complain when he projected it into Ange's soul: "I will never use my god's name as a reward in the future. Little skeleton, I am not your demon butler."

“Oh, temple, no, soul network.” Ange ignored Nigris’s complaint.

Negris sighed. When he was the Brass Dragon and the God of Knowledge, those who were qualified to know his name would only ask a question after careful consideration.

The questions asked are either to study the laws of plane operation or to solve difficulties in magic bottlenecks. Unlike Ange, who always asks common sense questions, making him feel like he is being treated as a demon butler.

But what can l do? have to follow the rules set yourself even when you are kneeling.

Negris looked around and said helplessly: "Without believers, how can there be a soul network? Even the fire of the undead on the altar has been extinguished. You light the fire of the undead first, and then find some devout believers.....”

"Oh." Ange responded.

Negris had already figured out Ange's habits, and said helplessly: "Are you asking how to ignite the fire of the undead?"

"Yes, tomorrow." Ange is a very rule-abiding skeleton.

"There's no need to wait for tomorrow, I'll take the initiative to teach you, a little thing doesn't need to be spread over several days, you have patience, I don't." Negris surrendered, the God of Knowledge, even this kind of common sense stuff had to be spread over a few days to answer, it was simply an insult to his godhood.

Under the guidance of Negris, Ange lit the fire of the dead on the altar.

A little soul energy was injected, and the undead fire rose up. Almost at the same moment when the undead fire was ignited, the sweeping sound that echoed in the temple suddenly stopped. The silver skeleton walked over quickly, using almost The most standard posture is to kneel in front of the altar and worship.

The metal skull hit the ground, making a clanging sound. Every time he kowtows, the fire of the undead like a small flame suddenly shoots up.

Ange pointed at the silver skull and said to Negris: "Believer?"

"This is not a believer, consider it a priest, your monarch is foolish enough to make a silver skeleton a priest, doesn't he know that another name for a priest is a liar? Can a silly skeleton fool anyone?" Negris snorted into laughter.

"Who can be a believer?" Ange asked

"Anyone can be, believers do not lie in what people, lies in a 'faith', without pious belief, more people will be useless. You don't go looking for it yourself, you're a skeleton, people are three times more defensive when they take a look at you, how can they believe in you? You disguise yourself, or ask someone else to help."

Negris has become a step-by-step guide. He has never been so active in spreading his faith before.

Ange thought for a while and put on his scarecrow hat. The scarecrow hat is a magic prop specially used to scare birds. It can transform into two or three kinds of things, such as eagles and people.

This kind of low-level magic prop is not very effective. It can be seen through at a glance when the mental power is almost the same. But there is one advantage: it can make a sound. Ange can't speak. He talks to Felin now through his soul. .

Transforming into an ordinary-looking man, Ange walked out of the temple. Not far away, he saw a tauren aunt with a big waist and a round waist. Ange pointed at her: "Can she?"

"Oh, dead brain minotaur, if she's willing to believe you, I can learn to crawl like a lizard." Negris snorted to, minotaurs are notoriously rigid, only believe in ancestor totems, make them believe in the undead is harder than heaven.

Ange took out the usage fee that Feilin had paid earlier, a soul crystal, refined it and sucked it into the leather jewelry on his wrist, transferred a bag of grain out, and mentioned it to the older minotaur woman, "Do you, uh, believe in immortality?"