Chapter 297 Fire Temple
After watching the Dungeon King fall in front of him, turning into ashes and disappearing, the scarred Claymore let out a deep breath.
After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, he took out the Return Mars, looked at it with a complicated expression, and lit the flames of war to activate it.
The surrounding environment was distorted.
The burning orange bonfire also appeared in front of Claymore.
He once again returned to this cold and lonely place of origin.
Opposite him, the witch's soul Gabriel slowly appeared and stared at him quietly.
"You have a long journey this time."
Hearing this, Claymore just nodded indifferently and said nothing.
If Gabriel had said this at the beginning, he would have started talking like a faucet.
But now, he just silently took out the spiritual material and the trialer's ring and showed them in front of her.
"Help me become stronger first, and then..."
"...Take me to the Fire Temple."
After being silent for a while, Gabrielle nodded, her expression still unchanged.
First, after helping Claymore become stronger.
She raised her soul-body palm again, with red flames igniting on it, and slowly stretched it toward Claymore.
"Please touch this flame and it will take you to the Fire Temple."
Gabrielle said softly.
"In the Fire Temple, you can perform fire ceremonies and become stronger..."
Claymore didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand and touched the red flame.
The next moment, the flames bloomed and the space was distorted.
After watching Claymore's body gradually disappear before her eyes, Gabrielle withdrew her hand.
At this time, her soul body seemed to have become a little more transparent.
Looking at the surrounding walls made of twisted tree roots and the darkness that could not be driven away by the bonfire, Gabrielle did not say a word, but just closed her eyes silently...
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"Well...there's another newcomer here."
"Perhaps 'charcoal residue' would be more accurate?"
"hehe……"
Haven't seen the surrounding environment clearly yet.
Claymore was the first to hear the chatter and laughter with obvious contempt.
However, he didn't take it to heart, and just waited quietly for the distorted environment around him to completely stabilize.
Finally, he slowly stood up and looked around.
A wide circular hall, neatly arranged doors on the walls, a huge building burning like a fireplace in front of it, and... two men sitting cross-legged on the ground.
One of them wore a heavy knight's helmet similar to horns, and the other wore a mask on his face and deep scars on the corners of his eyes.
What they just said was what the two of them said.
Claymo didn't need to confirm this, because the masked man spoke the moment he looked at the other person.
"Hey, new guy, what are you looking at?"
The masked man seemed to have a bad tone.
The Horned Knight just chuckled, without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.
"Sorry, I was just looking at where this place was, no offense intended."
Claymo was not angry or afraid of the masked man's unkind gaze. He just apologized and looked away.
Seeing his reaction, the masked man and the horned knight immediately looked at each other, let out a low laugh, and then spoke again.
"interesting."
"Put your hand in the fireplace and you'll know what to do, new guy."
After saying that, the two stood up.
Carrying a huge weapon like a long stone monument, the Horned Knight walked up to Claymo and patted his shoulder "gently". The huge force shook Claymo's body twice.
"I hope to see you again next time I come back, newcomer."
"Don't be burned to cinders." The masked man also smiled and left here.
The two soon walked to a door of the Fire Temple, pushed it open, and entered the red one, disappearing.
Watching the two people leaving.
Claymore frowned slightly and looked at the huge fireplace in front of him.
How should I put it, although the front of this thing looks like a fireplace, there is actually more than one side with fire, but there is fire on every side, with red flames burning inside.
After thinking for a moment, Claymore slowly stretched his hand in.
Not long after, a series of information quickly poured into his mind.
Fire Temple, a gathering place for salary collectors...
Each door will lead to a different "fire" place...
Collect the firewood and put it into the firewood fireplace, and you can gain god-like power from it...
…Collect firewood and move towards the path of firemaster who will rekindle the world…
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Just as Claymo was digesting this information, a slightly aged voice echoed in his ears.
"It seems that someone has already reminded you..."
"Then I don't need to say anything more, let's go and hold the fire ceremony..."
"The humble Randian cannot accept the power of Xinhuo..."
Claymore turned his head to look at the visitor and couldn't help but frown.
The visitor's face was covered by a white robe, sitting on a rotten wooden chair, floating in the air, as if he had been dead for a long time.
Seeing this monster-like appearance, Claymore subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of his sword.
The other party's lowered head seemed to have expected this scene, and was not surprised, so he explained calmly.
"I am not your enemy. You cannot attack me in the Fire Temple. Don't waste your energy on meaningless things."
"Before completing the Fire Ceremony, you are not qualified to know more."
At this point, the White Robe Decayed suddenly paused and laughed.
"Of course, the bonfire will not force you to do anything, so you can also choose to go to the door behind and become an unknown free fire in the darkness."
"If you can complete the Fire Ceremony, we will meet again..."
"I wish your fire will always be strong, firewood picker."
After saying that, his body disappeared with the wooden chair, leaving only Claymore still in the same place.
After releasing his hand holding the hilt of the sword, Claymore exhaled softly.
Every firewood picker has to pick up the broken firewood and move towards the goal of rekindling the world's firewood master...
After putting this information aside for the time being, Claymore glanced at the door on the wall of the Fire Temple and soon saw a door that was consistent with the information.
Behind that door is where the firewood collectors hold the fire ceremony.
Only by successfully offering fire can you be qualified to open other doors.
But completing the fire ceremony is not an easy task...
Claymore has known about this for a long time.
Not only in other places, but also on Candlewood Island, but the way the group of candle spirits and the firewood collectors are promoted should be different...
Their promotion seems to be much easier.
But in the Fire Temple, once you fail, it may mean becoming the "charcoal slag" in the mouth of the masked man...
Thinking of this, Claymore shook his head slightly.
But just when he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Ah-"
A faint scream of pain suddenly came from the fireplace behind.
Claymore looked at the flames in the fireplace and saw a skinny firewood collector wailing in the firelight until his body completely collapsed.
Seeing this scene, Claymore was silent for a moment.
Then, he still walked towards the door leading to the fire ceremony...