Next is the fourth metal gate. The relief of this gate is extremely beautiful. On the dark background, in the upper corner is the bright moon illuminated by stars. A young woman wearing a white gauze dress is sitting diagonally next to a cypress tree.

The harp played softly in the moonlight

Ah, what a beauty. Guan Heng sighed softly: She must be the founder of the Dark Holy See, Daravier, who is known as the God of Fighting Spirit because of her unyielding faith.

The sound of clattering footsteps finally stopped in front of the fifth metal gate.

Only the material of this fifth door could be distinguished by Guan Heng with his eyes: it was made of countless mithril and other precious metals.

Ahem, although I don’t want to say that, Guan Heng cleared his throat, and then whispered: It’s like the work of a nouveau riche. He can’t wait to use all his wealth to decorate the door. I can only repay him.

The relief image on the gate is an image of a young warrior astride a flying dragon, holding a lance and shield, and a long sword at his waist.

This warrior has blond hair and blue eyes. His face is full of arrogance and confidence, and he seems to be a little arrogant. His armor shines brightly, and his weapons flash with a dazzling cold light. Above the warrior's head, the blazing sun shines on him, and there will be countless

give this person the power

Phew, it was he who sighed after passing the sentence, and continued to talk to himself: The god of the Holy See of Light, the favored one by the power of the sun, the God of Light Dalakende, he and Dalaweier are among the five main gods.

The only biological brother and sister, the two are in charge of light and darkness.

Hey, hey, I walked around these five doors a few times, but I still can't push them open. Guan Heng was a little dejected at this time: What the hell is going on? Could it be that these broken doors are not decorated, or there is something behind them?

If it doesn't work, then use brute force to open and close these doors. At this time, I was also furious: I don't believe it, a few broken doors can still block my way.

Wow, all the enchanted suits shimmered on his body, and Guan Heng suddenly attached all the most powerful flame fighting energy to the medal ring.

Bang bang bang bang, the shadow of the fist in the sky was wrapped in blazing flames and fighting energy, and kept hitting the metal door that represented the God of Light. It seemed that he didn't like the blond face, and Guan Heng's fists were most likely to be damaged.

Punched the Dalakende relief in the face.

Bang. Finally, he punched out with all his strength. Guan Heng couldn't withstand the force of the metal door's backlash. He took seven or eight steps back, fell down and sat on the same spot.

Huhuhu, this broken door is so strong. No matter how hard I hit it, it didn't move at all. The wrist guards and gauntlets of Guanheng finally developed cracks that could not withstand the pressure due to the constant blows to the metal door.

Well, Bad Luck Guan curled his lips. He didn't care much about the damage to the equipment, because as long as he used the circular token given to him by the great priest and absorbed enough power of faith, he could repair the damage to the equipment.

When he thought about repairing the equipment, Guan Heng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly had a strange idea: the damage repair round token of the Power of Faith enchantment suit, the God of Light

That's right, didn't the great priest say, what kind of light god am I now? Guan Heng suddenly cried out: I actually forgot all about the token. Since this door is related to the light god Dalakand, it is so big.

The priest's token might be a stepping stone here.

Shua quickly took out the circular token given by the great priest from the space ring. As soon as Guan Heng took it in his hand, he found that it began to shine with dazzling bright silver light.

The buzzing token trembled violently, suddenly escaped from Guan Heng's control, and flew into the air with a clatter.

The next moment, the circular token covered the dazzling sun on the relief. Then, only a clicking sound was heard, and the token kept spinning on the door. Finally, the iron door

, with a squeak, a gap slowly opened.

On the lawn of the huge garden, several voices were chatting in an idle and boring manner.

Hey guys, just now, I seemed to feel a door opening in the Gods' Room on the second floor of the castle.

What could it have been done by that boy who just broke in? Oh my God, I thought he was just a traveler who accidentally walked in. I didn't expect that this boy actually had the authority to open the room.

Oh my God, what should we do? This place has been peaceful for countless years. Is there going to be trouble again? No, I want to hide.

Enough, you guys shut up. You heard the comrades in front of you making a mess, and another voice said impatiently: The boss is not here at this time, so you will rebel, right? Be careful when he comes back, I will take your

Tell him all your bad behavior

Come on, you guy who likes to complain, a voice shouted dissatisfiedly before: Every time those travelers come to the island to play tricks, you are not involved in any of them, so you are pretending to be a good baby here.

Just two other voices echoed: When a crow falls into a pile of coal, no one can tell who is darker.

Besides, the boss has been away for so long and has never come back, so we don’t worry about being punished by him.

Humph, I won't argue with you. The last voice that spoke up said: This kid who broke into the garden now has the authority to open the room of the gods. You should decide what to do. If you piss him off, we may be in bad luck.

Alas, those five rooms have not been opened for nearly a thousand years. Another voice said: I feel that our territory seems to have been forgotten. The boss was thrown onto the tower by that person many years ago.

Even though there are less voices being preached by him, there are also no people with ideas.

That is, in the final analysis, the boss is the one who can be half the master of this garden. If that kid comes out of the castle later, let him go to the boss. We will definitely not cause any trouble for ourselves.

Well said, I agree

I agree

Well, it's three to one again, so I reluctantly agree.

Behind the metal door representing the god of light is a huge living room, which is half a study and half a bedroom. Although no one has come in for an unknown number of years, under the faint divine light, the room is still spotless.

How bright is the window?
Chapter completed!