jeu de rôle: Le déconstructeur divin - Chapitre 60
The closer Jiang Ming got to the ancient temple, the more majestic it looked to Jiang Ming.
Standing in front of the ancient temple, he could not see the top of the ancient temple when he looked up.
In front of the ancient temple, he looked as tiny as an ant. If someone were to look down from the top of the temple, they probably would not even notice Jiang Ming’s existence.
“C'est tellement impressionnant!”
Looking up at the ancient temple, Jiang Ming exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.
À la fois, he began to observe the ancient temple in front of him.
Located in front of him was a long staircase with hundreds of steps, and each step was more than ten meters tall. There were twelve huge statues on both sides of the stairs. These statues were either squatting, séance, laying down, souriant, or glaring…
“Are these the twelve demon kings under the command of the demon saint? How imposing!”
Jiang Ming summoned the flight puppets. While flying up the stairs, he looked at the twelve statues of the demon kings around him and exclaimed in awe.
After flying for a few minutes, Jiang Ming finally arrived at the gate of the ancient temple.
The gate of the ancient temple was forged from black ore. It rose about a hundred meters high. Tout en haut, there was a bronze head with a hideous face and sharp fangs. Just a single glance made Jiang Ming tremble uncontrollably. On the tongue sticking out of the bronze head, three words were carved with vigorous and powerful calligraphy – Demon Saint Temple.
“What the… How could I get in there?”
Jiang Ming walked to the door. Touching the slightly cool door and looking up at the 100-meter-high door, he felt a little helpless.
The door was carved with a pattern of ten thousand demons fighting for the hegemon, but Jiang Ming couldn’t find a way to open this giant black door.
“Should I just push it open?” Jiang Ming mumbled, puis il secoua la tête. “This hundred-meter-high iron door should weigh hundreds of thousands of tons at least. With my current attributes, it won’t even budge when I push it.”
“Hacking the door open?” Jiang Ming shook his head again. “This door has hundreds of millions of HP and hundreds of thousands of defense. My attack won’t cause any damage to it.”
Jiang Ming pondered about many ways to open the huge door, but none of it was workable.
As he was helplessly sitting in front of the gate thinking, he looked up and saw the demon energy surrounding the ancient temple that never seemed to dissipate, and his eyes brightened. He quickly stood up, patted the gate with his hands, and turned on all the special effects on his equipment. Immédiatement après, he was delighted to find that the death energy emanating from the Reaper’s Scythe and Reaper’s boots had been absorbed by the gate. As the gate absorbed the death energy, it began to tremble.
“Grondement ~”
The gate trembled more and more vigorously, and the vibrations caused waves of dust to bounce up the ground. Bientôt, the two doors began to move slowly inwards, and Jiang Ming could see the dazzling light inside through the crack of the door.
When the door opened up a passage just enough for a person to pass through, he dashed in.
Après qu'il soit entré, the door that had been slowly opening shut again with a loud ‘bang’.
Jiang Ming stood on the first floor of the Demon Saint Temple, looking around curiously.
The first floor of the Demon Saint Temple seemed somewhat similar to the Hall of Supreme Harmony [1], but a thousand times larger.
At the furthest end of the Demon Saint Temple, there was a demon chair made of black gold. At each side of the hall, six tables and chairs made of black gold wood were neatly arranged.
On the demon chair sat a skeleton frame with six heads and twelve arms. On the forehead of the skeleton, a huge horn protruded out, exuding bursts of demonic energy. A pair of bone wings on the back of the skeleton sloped down to the sides of the demon chair. But the most terrifying thing about the scene was that at the chest of this skeletal frame, un énorme, pitch-black heart emitting black glow was beating constantly.
On the twelve tables and chairs, only the third chair at the left side sat a corpse. It was the body of a six-winged griffin which was emitting golden light and appeared extremely sacred.
[Demon Saint’s Skeleton]: Demon Saint’s skeleton
La description: The skeleton of the demon saint, the head of the demons. It cannot be destroyed, collected, ou…
[King Garuda’s Golden Body]: One of the Twelve Demon Kings’ Golden Bodies
La description: The golden body of King Garuda, one of the twelve demon kings under the command of the Demon Saint.
Fonction: Only the demon’s son would know the function of the demon’s golden body.
“hahaha, I finally found it. It’s so unexpected that the Demon Saint’s heart is really here, génial!”
Jiang Ming stared at the heart of the six-headed twelve-armed skeleton on the magic chair with excitement.
Ever since he had received the Demon Saint’s Inheritance Mission, he had been searching for the Demon Saint’s heart. pourtant, il n'en avait aucune idée. Heureusement, Money Lover had found a Demon Saint’s bone fragment when he fell in here and tried to sell it. Sinon, Jiang Ming would never have found this place.
Without the help of Money Lover, he would never have thought that the Demon Saint’s heart would be in the stone cave of Hidden Summit Cliff in this Novice Village.
Now that he found the Demon Saint’s heart, Jiang Ming did not want to waste any more time. He rode on the flight puppet and flew towards the position of the demon chair.
“Boum ~”
Just when he flew to the center of the main hall, a strong gravitational force dragged him and the flying puppet directly to the ground.
Pas seulement ceci, after he landed, il a perdu le contrôle de son corps. Sans son commandement, his body put away the flight puppet and suddenly knelt on the ground.
“Reaper, I can smell your breath, cela fait longtemps qu'on ne s'est pas vu.”
He had just knelt on the ground when King Garuda’s golden body, which was sitting on the third chair on the left, suddenly descended from the seat. Coming to Jiang Ming, il l'a regardé et a demandé.
“Hein? Pourquoi es-tu si faible? Non, you are not Reaper, qui es-tu?”
After King Garuda’s golden body sized Jiang Ming up, his recessed eyeballs showed a hint of doubt and caution as he questioned Jiang Ming.
“My name is Misty River, and I came here after receiving the Demon Saint’s Inheritance Mission.” King Garuda’s golden body suddenly flew down and spoke. This surprised Jiang Ming and he replied quickly.
“Demon Saint’s Inheritance Mission?” King Garuda looked at Jiang Ming in surprise. “Are you the demon’s son Little Demon Emperor mentioned in the Demon Saint’s prophecy?”
‘Little Demon Emperor?’ Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and he pondered, ‘If I really completed the inheritance mission, I would indeed become the demon’s son, so it’s not wrong for King Garuda to call me Little Demon Emperor.’ Alors, il acquiesca.
“haha, after I died, I kept my golden body here and waited for you for thousands of years. Tu es enfin là, Little Demon Emperor. It seems that the day of demon clan’s prosperity is near!” King Garuda laughed out loud as he spoke.
“I have read your notes. Your notes ended where you entered a space similar to an altar, formation and independent space. Could it be that you were killed at that time?” Jiang Ming a demandé.
“That codex?” King Garuda was taken aback for a moment, and then he suddenly realized. “bien, I did leave behind a note, I never thought you would get it. But there’s a sentence you read incorrectly. I was not killed. Au lieu, I passed on and transformed into my golden body.”
“Puis, pourquoi as-tu fait cela?” Jiang Ming asked in confusion.
“In order to be reborn in the future and assist the Demon Saint again,” said King Garuda expectantly.
“Oh. Since you want to assist the Demon Saint again, and I am the demon’s son, I need to use Lord Demon Saint’s heart, can you get it for me?” After listening to King Garuda’s words, Jiang Ming glanced at the huge heart in the chest of the skeleton frame and asked King Garuda expectantly.
“Certainement pas…”
[1] Hall of Supreme Harmony: The grandest and most important hall of the Forbidden City complex, the location where emperors held court.
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