Doom Knight System

The old man didn't say anything else. He put his right hand on the burning altar in front of him, and he heard a crackling sound. The whole hall began to tremble non-stop, and the flames on the altar began to roll, forming a space door with a diameter of about two meters.

Lancelow took a deep breath and jumped up. As soon as his body landed, his surroundings were instantly surrounded by darkness. This is a very clean passage, and the passage is very damp. The rattling sound.

Walking straight down the passage, the cave wall shone with a dim light, which seemed to be a kind of fluorescent light. Lancelot's footsteps became faster and faster, and time passed quickly, as if time had lost its meaning here.

Suddenly, Lancelot felt that the space in front of him began to become distorted, and his heart sank. He instinctively wanted to use his strength to retreat and open the gravitational field at the same time.

But almost instantly, his brain was stimulated by a strong sense of dizziness, and his whole body seemed to be stepping on a ball of cotton.

"Ding dong! The system prompts: You have entered the spiritual realm, there is no damage to the body, you cannot leave by force, you cannot use the realm, and your magic power is sealed."

Lancelow tried his best not to let his brain fall into a coma. After a while, Lancelow realized that he seemed to have entered a transparent gel-mounted liquid, and he was still thinking about the reason. Taken away, this light is so pure that it seems that there is no shadow in it.

Lancelot frowned, lying quietly in the light, his whole body was like a boat drifting with the current, moving forward at a steady speed, the surrounding holy power surged to the extreme, almost forming a line of holy power river.

Suddenly a black dot appeared in front of him, and then the black dot became bigger and bigger, as if the light was dividing here, the dazzling light beam gradually disappeared, and he stopped at the junction of light and darkness, and in front of him was a sphinx The statue stood there silently.

"I am the artifact of the Archangel Marthael of Wisdom, the Sphinx, who possesses all kinds of knowledge of endless space. I can give you the answers to all your questions, but whether it is correct or not is up to you to judge. I am not responsible for the correctness of the answers."

"Huh? In case the answer you gave me is false, if I ask the same question again, you may give me another answer?" Lancelot frowned, and he found that in front of this artifact, the system didn't seem to have any He reacted, and from the words of the other party, he realized that the Great Library of the Holy See was actually this artifact.

"You actually figured it out, it's amazing, you're the second one to ask this question, the last guy." The Sphinx hesitated to speak, but it seemed that he had suffered.

Lancelow shook his head and asked, "What else is there, let's put it forward together."

"I'm bored here, let's do a guessing game, I'll come up with riddles, you guess. Usually I only give people who come in one chance to ask questions, but you are different, you remind me of a guy, I I will give you seven chances, and every time you guess wrong, you will waste an answer, and if you guess right, I will answer your question." Sphinx said in an expectant tone.

Lancelot sat cross-legged on the ground, and his head began to think quickly. The other party can become the magic weapon of the angel of wisdom. There must be special regulations in it. Answering each question once prevents the possibility of cheating, and there is no way to pass the news here. It's even more frustrating.

Lancelot nodded and said, "Let's get started, I'm ready."

"What a happy human being!" Sphinx looked very excited, his mouth was wide open, showing sharp fangs, like a monster.

Lancelot said coldly: "You talk too much nonsense!"

"Arrogant man! My riddle is not so easy to guess!" I have no past, but when I come, I will be; no one has ever seen me, and no one will ever see me , but my existence represents people's hope, even the most desperate people will look forward to my arrival. So who am I?' I once asked a person this question, hehe... I foresee you failure!" exclaimed the Sphinx, who seemed confident in its riddle.

Lancelot was familiar with this riddle. After a sharp pain in his head, he suddenly blurted out an answer: "The answer is tomorrow! It will never come, and it will always be full of hope. It is the motivation for desperate people to live."

"Damn it, it's impossible for you to guess who you are! What's your relationship with that bastard!" Sphinx roared, trying to break free from the shackles, and a huge aura soared into the sky.

Lancelot immediately knew who the man was talking about. He should have been here before, causing the Sphinx in front of him to suffer a lot.

After venting his emotions, the Sphinx gasped and roared, "Question! What's your problem?"

"I want to know how to condense the godhead and obtain eternal life!" Lancelow said, feeling a little nervous.

After hearing Lancelot's question, the Sphinx showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, and then slowly said: "Hehe...you are the most greedy person in the world just like that man, and seeking the road to eternal life will only Bringing destruction, you are doomed not to succeed, and no one else will."

"I just want to hear the answer I want to know!" Lancelot said impatiently, "Are you going to break your promise?"

The Sphinx snorted coldly, and a powerful spiritual force erupted from his body. This spiritual force did not blow through Lancelot's body like a wind, and then it said slowly: "The supreme god, is The ruler of all things, the master of all things in the world, is the representative of wisdom and wisdom. The endless brilliance will wash away the filthy souls. Your country will shelter the most devout believers, and they will get real eternal life! Believers will see God The kingdom is lifted high above the sky, and your soul will no longer be a mortal, but a new godhead will be condensed after being calcined by the divine fire, and the kingdom of the gods will be transformed into stars in the sky, may the long river of time not be eroded."

This long prayer and the general answer made Lancelow vaguely grasp something.

"The power of faith forms divine fire and burns the soul?" Lancelot was so surprised that he took out the crown of thorns. The power of faith continued to enter the soul and began to burn in a completely different way. The energy of the rules of space pulls the godhead on Anubis in another space to the main body.