Contrary to what Elemente had imagined, the interior of this mysterious prayer tower is surprisingly simple. Unlike the Grand Church of Light, which has a magnificent hall, the entrance to the prayer tower is a spiral-shaped staircase that spirals upward, and you can see the top of the tower at a glance from the bottom of the tower, and thousands of prayer rooms of uniform specifications are densely arranged on one side of the staircase like a beehive.

Led by the cardinal, a hundred lucky people walked up the stairs and browsed the prayer rooms in the same way. The doors of the prayer rooms were tightly closed, and the cardinal did not seem to open one of them to give a glimpse of the interior.

From the outside, the prayer room looks like it is the same, but when you look closely, you will find that the sacred runes carved on the doors of each prayer room are different.

Halfway up the prayer tower, Eliment began to desert, and he didn't plan to go any further. He didn't understand the point of continuing to climb the stairs to the top of the tower—the top floor was not open, and all the prayer rooms looked exactly the same anyway.

It's so boring! The disappointed Elemente couldn't understand why the fanatical looks on the faces of the others had not diminished at all, but had a tendency to intensify. Before he knew it, Eliment's pace slowed down and he gradually fell to the back of the line.

Eliment stopped at the door of a prayer room, seemed to be interested in the sacred runes on it, and stood there as if he were studying. He was going to pretend to be here like this, waiting for the pious people to return the way they came.

The cardinal who led the group just glanced at the probationary priest with displeasure, said nothing, and continued to lead the others towards the top of the tower. There is no explicit rule from the Holy See that visitors cannot leave halfway. Anyway, you can see it from top to bottom here, and there is no doubt about what Elemente will do.

Moreover, these prayer rooms cannot be entered by outsiders except for certain people. Even the cardinal himself, who led the group, was only able to open his own exclusive prayer room, and he had intended to let these hillbillies enter when the time came to open their eyes. His exclusive prayer room was at the top of the prayer tower, and it seemed that the probationary pastor did not have that opportunity.

Eliment was actually quite nervous, he didn't know if his lazy behavior would lead to a reprimand, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that the cardinal didn't seem to have any objection to it.

Just as Ilmente was bored waiting for the others to return the way they came, he suddenly noticed that the sacred runes on the door of the prayer room in front of him began to flicker with divine light in turn, which immediately made Elemente feel at a loss.

What should I do? Could it be that I was so lucky to stay outside the door of a prayer room where someone was staying? How would the people in the prayer room react when they came out and found themselves standing in the doorway? Will they think they are a thief who has infiltrated the prayer room?

Thinking about the arms of the Holy Knights who hadn't followed the Tower of Prayer, Ilement's legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He looked up to ask the cardinal for help, only to find that the cardinal had suddenly disappeared from the prayer tower with a large group of people, as if it had never existed.

It's a dream, I must be in a dream. Elemente comforted herself. Little did he know that when he asked for help, it happened to be when the cardinal brought those lucky people into his exclusive prayer room for a visit.

Just as Eliment was feeling panicked, the door to the prayer room in front of him quietly opened. To his surprise, there was no vicious-looking clergyman behind the door, but a deep passage with no end in sight.

It was—Element looked hesitantly at the gloomy passage without a glimmer of light, as if a giant beast with its jaws wide open made him feel creepy.

Just as Eliment was about to flee from the desert, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if something in the corridor was calling to him. The last shred of sober reason desperately reminded him not to enter, but Eliment's body seemed to be controlled by something, and he couldn't help but step into the corridor.

Almost the moment he stepped into the corridor, the originally pitch-black corridor suddenly shone brightly, which stimulated him to squint, and after his eyes adapted to the strong light, he found that the entire corridor seemed to be made of gold bricks, and there was a piece of golden light everywhere, and abundant divine energy was infused into it.

The gate that was supposed to be behind him disappeared without a trace—behind him was also a gold-brick corridor, as if he had come from there.

"Illusion?" Eliment touched his back with his hand, and found that the corridor behind him was also real, not an illusion, and in order to make sure that everything in front of him was real, he even leaned on the wall and gently licked the gold bricks with his tongue - the taste was no different from the gold coins circulating on the mainland.

"If only it were all gold, if only it were all mine!" Illemant, knowing that he was in danger, couldn't help but think about it, but he didn't notice an inexplicable spell flashing through his mind.

Eliment gave himself two mouths, confirmed that he was not in a dream, and at the same time sobered himself up and drove those unrealistic fantasies out of his mind. The immediate priority now is how to get out of here safely. As attractive as these gold bricks were, they did not satisfy his most basic needs for survival, and it was not long before hunger and thirst struck that they were worth less than a piece of black bread.

You have to find your way out as soon as possible!," Eliment said to herself. Of course, it would be better if you could bring out one or two gold bricks when you go out......

Electra had made up his mind, and pretended to be bold enough to take a few steps in the direction he was already facing. He soon regretted his hasty decision: he suddenly found himself at a crossroads, with identical paths to the left and right. After a few laps in a panicked place, Element was completely flustered, and he could not tell which crossing he had come from.

Sitting back is not Illuminate's style, and he decided to try his luck. He closed his eyes and chose a path to move forward, and after a few steps, he found himself at the same intersection again. What made him even more desperate was that he couldn't make any marks at Yongdaokou according to the experience he had learned from books. The unarmed Electre, with all the effort to feed, could not leave a trace on the gold bricks.

Do you want to be trapped in this labyrinth of gold? Elimente spun around the labyrinth like a headless fly in despair, and it didn't take long for him to turn himself into a lost lamb completely......