But, unbeknownst to him, regret took root like a poisonous thorn.
But he couldn't see it, because his heart was filled with fear and the desire to return to normal.
Did you expect that? Do you want your life back?
──Yes, I want to go back to my old life, forget everything about this island, and go back to living happily.
- So what is a happy life?
─ meaning
The questions and answers came from Yahya's heart, but he did not have time for it, the attention of the people intensified, and heard the voice of a person in the heart, but forgot, who is it? What is this? He decided to go to the last place.
church building.
It is a vast space of about 2,000 square meters, twice the size of the church above. It is difficult to understand why there is so much space, but the well that looks like the well of the King far below the seats says it all. it is
Among them are the King of the Sea, the Mighty, and the Great Dragon.
At the bottom of the well, a dragon, one of the ancient evil gods, awaits the ritual.
But is this real body or body?
No one knows, but this is the home of the Tantric cult of Dagon, the true home and abode of the dead.
Wu Xia sat on a throne that looked like a king, with his calves turning into deep water-like tentacles.
This is a nice tent, but not suitable for travel.
Although we were traveling faster than usual, ground friction did not cause any major problems.
But as a priest, Dagon's followers carried him like a bridge carried by divers.
But now he focuses on fellowship with God.
The Secret Dagon are a group that often associate with evil gods, but surprisingly, know nothing about magic.
But there are some basic things, like always talking to God with the priests.
Ousia, a monk, is so powerful that he can even express his thoughts to Dagon.
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