Here is a spacious rotunda with a huge round table placed in the center of the hall.

Around the round table, there are twenty seats.

Martin is in one of the seats now.

However, the people on the seat were all covered by black robes, and they could not see their faces or identify themselves from their figures. They all looked exactly the same.

It seems that this black robe is not just a simple dress, but something that can isolate personal characteristics.

Is this the setting of the ceremony?

Martin guessed secretly.

Suddenly, his heart moved, he suddenly looked up and looked at the top of the hall.

The focal length of the eyes crossed the dome and turned to a deeper and farther place.

Without the black robe, his face change would definitely attract a lot of attention.

In the circular hall, the surrounding walls and spherical domes are carved with murals and statues.

Twenty people sat on the round table without moving.

The tables and chairs are made of some kind, cold, but the polished surface looks very delicate.

"Welcome to everyone!"

A stone statue rose from the center of the round table, about half a person tall, with only the upper body, and the overall appearance is milky white.

It looks no different from an art statue.

A slightly treacherous voice came out of its mouth.

This voice reminded Martin of the chuckle he heard not long ago.

With his eyes returning from outside the dome to the round table, Martin's face showed inexplicable confidence.

"Everyone has passed the test and will soon be able to participate in the unprecedented great sacrifice of Aceli."

The stone statue said in an inspiring tone.

"Next..."

"Ahem..."

Martin stood up and coughed twice, interrupting the momentum of the statue continuing to talk.

Nineteen eyes looked over, and even the half-body stone statue turned its head and stared at him with a scrutiny look, with a little displeasure on his face.

Martin stared at the stone statue with interest, very curious about his quaint clothes.

"May I ask, are you Mr. Acely?" Martin asked.

"Asri is not something you, a mortal, can tell directly! Don't defile the name of my Lord!"

Martin looked at the statue indifferently: "Then are you just a servant of His?"

The statue was a little angry: "The great sacrifice is about to begin! It will be your turn to ask questions when I finish explaining the rules!"

"sit down!"

The stone statue shouted to Martin in a nearly commanding tone.

Martin immediately felt a strong attraction coming from the stone bench under his butt.

Sit down slowly, Martin looked at the other nineteen participants.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he had found Bishop Aslan and Doriani.

This morning, Martin made a convention with Doriani and the bishop.

What situations should be encountered, how to contact, and what actions have the meaning, have been discussed.

If you cannot meet each other directly, how should you confirm your identity?

Although the black robe completely blocked his appearance, his voice did not change.

Just now, Bishop Aslan and Doriani had already made alternating moves to respond to him.

Bishop Aslan is still asking him why he does this?

It should be the old man who questioned Martin's reckless behavior.

"You twenty people, from one to twenty, each corresponds to a number. There are ten rooms here. Starting from No. 1, you can get into the room corresponding to your last number..."

The stone statue begins to tell the rules, and as it says, the surrounding situation begins to change.

Twenty numbers appear in front and behind each person.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but Martin is No. 1.

Ten rooms with circular connections also rose from the periphery of the hall.

The stone statue cast a teasing look.

Martin ignored him and looked at the dome.

Seeing that Martin had no intention of moving, the statue shouted in anger: "No. 1! Go where you should go!"

Martin still didn't move.

However, at this moment, not far from him, a man spoke out and persuaded: "Friend, I don't know what the situation is now. This is the territory of others. It's always right for us to cooperate first, don't fight for a moment."

Frowning slightly, Martin looked at the man.

His voice gave Martin a sense of familiarity, and he seemed to have heard it somewhere...

Of course, this doesn't matter anymore.

Martin looked at the statue and said to the playful tone: "What if I say no?"

"Then you give it to me..."

boom!

A huge roar broke the stone statue's next words.

The next moment, the dome was penetrated by a ray of light!

No bricks and stones fell, and after a loud bang, the wall seemed to have melted, breaking a big hole.

And as the light shone, the hole became bigger and bigger.

The colorful background light appeared in everyone's eyes, and also revealed some secrets that only a few people could understand-

This is the spiritual world!

A golden light flew in from outside the melting hole.

A golden light flashed and landed on Martin's head.

The golden crown shines with dazzling light, and dazzling gems are set on every inch of the crown.

The stone statue star stared blankly at the big hole in the sky and the colorful sky behind it.

The golden crown on Martin's head was penetrated.

He raised his hand slightly and hugged the other nineteen people and said, "Everyone, welcome to the spiritual world!"

The scene was silent.

But the stone statues are obviously not very happy to be turned against.

"Give me..."

It raised its hand and was about to stop Martin's pretentious behavior, but as soon as it said, it saw Martin wave his hand gently.

I saw a colorful light flashing in the air, and the stone statue was pulled out of thin air and wrapped around the cave.

The movement on his head did not stop.

The dome was melting like melting ice, and the hole became bigger and bigger.

Everyone stared blankly at the giant creature that suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was a huge book, and on the pages I opened, there was a semi-spherical colorful light shield.

There was some invisible fog inside the cover, and I couldn't see what was inside.

But at this time, a colorful rainbow bridge spread down from the light shield and fell directly in front of Martin.

Martin stepped onto the Hongqiao, and the black outer cover gradually melted.

However, he was prepared for this. After the coat disappeared, he still had a golden mask on his face.

This also shows that he has left the hall under his feet.

Martin glanced at the colorful sky outside. He didn't know if this spiritual space was in danger.

Martin turned around and looked at the hall beneath him, raised his hands slightly at No. 8 and No. 14, signaling them to come up too.

Of course these two are none other than Doriani and Bishop Aslan.

When the two knew it was Martin, although they were extremely shocked, they did not hesitate at all and stepped onto the stone table and came to the rainbow bridge.
To be continued...