Chapter 230: The Holy Temple of the Sea

Originally, Caesar and the others spent a whole month and a half for the ten-day itinerary, and only half a month left was the Aquaman Sacrifice. However, compared to the red tape, Baptista thought these things were more meaningful. Many times he hoped that this person would be their king.

There is fairness and kindness, and there is also a ruthless heart to those who are ill-gotten. There are a few people who make trouble, Caesar himself killed. At that time, he was extremely cruel, but this was the most welcome in the sea clan. His heart was as broad as the sea, but it angered the sea and no matter who it was, it would be destroyed.

Many times he thought that the man in front of him was the legendary person. At that time, a legend that had been circulated in the holy temple for a long time, but even the Holy Lord did not think it was correct, but this legend existed so much.

The current Holy Lord is a kind person like a mother, but she lacks the power to save the world, while the priest has all the conditions, and the only thing she needs is time.

Looking at the believers like a tide behind, Baptista felt that the legend was about to come true.

The Holy Temple is located at the top of the Sea God Mountain in the central sea. The entire mountain is shrouded in a strange light and never disperses all year round. It takes 3,600 steps to reach the top of the mountain to see the Holy Temple. Except for the Holy Lord, the priest, and the saint of the temple, no one can get close to it. Even ordinary Holy Temple warriors can only go up to two,000 steps unless they are summoned by the Holy Lord. Most of the time they are trained in the special warrior city at the foot of the mountain. When it is not opened, the worshippers can only go to six hundred steps. Only on the day of the Sea King sacrifice, all people are equal. As long as the Sea God believers are summoned, they can go through three,600 steps.

"Sir, your destination has arrived."

Has it finally arrived? Caesar's face was a little tired. He hadn't had a good rest for so many days.

Walking down from the seahorse carriage, looking up, there was a golden existence in the distance, that was the holy temple of the sea clan, it was indeed spectacular... There were so many steps. Isn't it a matter of Caesar's life?

But at least he is a famous priest now. Alas, it is tiring to be famous, and you have to leave if you don’t leave.

Caesar leads, Princess Clara, Princess Alina, and Princess Little Demon followed closely behind, with the Holy Temple warriors, and two warriors will be left on each step.

At the end were countless believers of the sea tribe, who bowed three steps and followed Caesar and the others step by step.

The Holy Lord stood at the top of the mountain and looked at the crowd below. After many years, no priest has ever been able to do this. Since she, the Holy Lord, can at most have such prestige, this is not a priest who has just advanced.

He is Caesar!

The Holy Lord looked at the golden statue of the sea god, "O God, please give your faithful servant some will. Why is the prophecy so chaotic? Is he a god or a demon?"

Baptista just looked at it like this, as if she saw the real Aquaman and his many people ascend to the distant throne. She felt moved in her heart. As a warrior in the holy temple, she could not shake it, but at this moment he was shaken. He believed that such a person was the hope of the sea clan.

The scene was spectacular. Movingly, all this originated from Caesar.

But Caesar... is no longer a classmate, but Priest Caesar is not that comfortable. "I'm so tired. Who designed this place?"

"Hehe, second brother, don't talk nonsense. The sea god will get angry when you hear it." Clara held her mouth and smiled. She was stunned. She quickly bowed, "Don't be angry when Grandpa Sea God. Lala is just kidding. How could Grandpa Sea God be a stingy?"

Caesar couldn't help but smile. This little princess is the most troublesome and is so cute. Alina and the little demon can't help laughing.

"Second brother, you can still hold on." Alina asked with concern. Caesar was too tired.

"Haha, if it doesn't work, I can let Sister Alina carry you." The little demon made a face.

Han..., back... even if you climb, you have to climb up, otherwise you will not be able to look up and be a human being in the future.

The problem is that after climbing for half of the time, some people can't hold on. At first, it hurts his legs, and sometimes even his arms hurt. After a while, Clara sat on the steps and stopped moving.

But I can only understand that who made Clara, the magician and the princess, had poor physical strength? In Clara's words, they are pure magicians and will not bend and have poor physical strength. The most normal reaction is to have poor physical strength.

Clara, regardless of whether she was pious or not when she was carried into the temple by Caesar, or whether the sea god was watching or not, even if she watched, as the sea god, she should be more considerate of her people.

Looking at the smiling Clara, Alina was also a little jealous,... It would be great if she was not a Sea Dragon Warrior, then it should be him on Caesar's back now... But the Sea Dragon Clan also said that his legs were weak, which must have become one of the jokes of the year.

Ordinary people had already stopped. The etiquette of the Holy Temple must be observed. After walking for a long time, there were fewer and fewer soldiers in the Holy Temple. Baptista also bowed and stopped afterwards. The remaining road was taken by the priests themselves.

Although the banshee tribe who loves dancing is good, it is not good either. Their attacking skills are illusions and mental impacts, which are similar to mages. After persisting for a while, they almost fell down. There was no way. Although they were unwilling, Clara, who had been resting for a while, could only give up the position. The little demon was a little embarrassed at first, but he really couldn't leave. He could only be obedient and obedient. He always generous and enthusiastic about the banshee tribe, showing such an expression, was really interesting.

While carrying the little demon on his back, Caesar gave a slight massage with the sea Dou Qi, so that the recovery of blood circulation could be faster. The little demon squinted her eyes. She finally understood why Sister Clara was unwilling to come down. This is the most comfortable and safest place in the world.

After a while, I thought the little demon had a similar rest. Caesar felt that he could not let Alina suffer. Both Clara and the little demon knew Caesar's intentions, so how could his princess suffer?

Suddenly, Caesar stopped and put the little demon down and smiled, "The little girl can leave by herself. Does the beautiful Princess Nana need her own service as well?"

Alina was willing to do so. She suffered such a big loss, but she was still a little unwilling to let go and refused to meet her. Caesar didn't care about the sea god or death, all of them were bullshit. There was only one goddess in his heart, that was Alina.

The girl is thin-skinned, so the man has to take the initiative and pick her up in Alina's exclamation. Although she is very familiar, Alina is still ashamed to look up.

Clara was a little jealous, "Little Demon Sister, my second brother is too partial!"

The little demon nodded with a smile. In her heart, these two princesses were good and they were very good at masters. How good they were to marry together? She didn't understand why it was so complicated when it came here.

Soon Alina let go. She didn't care whether there was someone beside her or whether it was the Holy Temple of the Sea. She hugged Caesar as if no one was around. She was full of happiness and body and mind. She didn't have to worry about others seeing her, and she could enjoy her love.

Looking at the two, Clara was a little sore, but she was also very moved. There was only a little difference between her and Alina. Why wasn't she the one who escaped at that time?

But meeting Caesar is still her greatest luck.

Finally, I finished the last step, and the magnificent temple was right in front of me. The miracle, to be precise, should be the miracle of the great sea clan. I don’t know how much manpower and material resources were used to build such a miracle.

No matter who step into this place, he will feel a solemn and sacred power, which makes people have to be pious and steady.

I don’t know what materials the entire holy temple was built with. It was natural, and it was brilliant and exuded a special simplicity. The whole was emitting golden light and was full of magical aura. Moreover, the entire temple was in a huge barrier or formation. Caesar was very sensitive to huge power. This power filled the entire holy temple and indeed gave people the feeling of a god’s mansion.

Suddenly, the golden light suddenly burst out, and the huge temple gate opened, and two saints in white came out one after another. In the middle were three older saints, one mermaid, one shark, and one jellyfish.

"Four noble Sea King priests, welcome you home. The Holy Lord is waiting for you. Please follow me."
Chapter completed!