Nighttime, the city center.

Shi Jinzhe and Shehe sneaked into the outer perimeter of the buildings in the central area, and as soon as they entered, they realized that the design here was nothing like a palace.

Monuments inscribed with various achievements stand on either side, and a black jade staircase leads up step by step. Each step is exceptionally wide, requiring two steps to reach the next step.

Shi Jin bent his leg to test the snow and found that the snow layer was very thick. He used a stick to sweep a path and went up.

As he walked, he realized that the width was perfect for kneeling and worshipping. He counted the steps as he walked, and there were a total of ninety-nine steps, each with an inscription.

He stomped twice. “We’ve been to Egyptian temples before, and the inscriptions here look like divine pronouncements. This is an unfinished temple.”

Sheikh: "Did the Queen give it to herself?"

"No way. The Queen would definitely guard the temple she builds for herself very closely. The snow here is too thick, and there are withered weeds. Construction hasn't started for a while."

Shekh walked up and picked up a blade of grass next to the last step. "The grass isn't very tall, but its roots are very long. It must have been abandoned for a long time."

Shi Jinzhe said, "It's not for the Queen herself, and it certainly can't be for the gods. I've never heard of any other gods in this world. The black jade staircase means that this newly started temple is for the god of war and glory."

He asked Shekh, "Do you still remember what happened after the Queen's children were sacrificed?"

“I need to think about it.” Shekh walked to the large platform above, where there were three or four giant black jade stones, with thick moss growing at the bottom of the unpolished stones.

Schech gently touched the moss, his fingers stinging from the cold.

The sharp pain in her fingers triggered her memories. She told Shi Jinzhe, "The country that offered me the sacrifice was the first country that the princess destroyed after she ascended the throne. After that, she began to exterminate all kingdoms that believed in and prayed to the gods. During this time, she asked me several times to bless her so that she could win every war, but I did not agree."

Shi Jinzhe listened attentively, while simultaneously analyzing the clues he had previously obtained. "Anything else?"

Shekh said, “She’s matured a lot and is no longer the naive little princess she once was. I don’t want to hear any more pleas from others besides her prayers, so I left the idol again.” She sighed, “Mainly because I don’t know how to face it.”

"After what happened, she probably won't be able to share her life with you anymore."

"Yes, she prepares for the war every day, and sometimes she presents me with prisoners of war, who are royal nobles from various kingdoms and people who have performed sacrifices."

Shekh looked down at the moss again, his voice drawn out, "I didn't stop them from taking revenge on each other. I was too tired then and didn't want to hear any more sounds."

She had no right to ask either side to let go of their hatred; she had never experienced that kind of emotion before, and only felt heartbroken for the first time when she saw the princess's child.

Therefore, she would definitely be biased, but she also clearly knew that as a god, she should treat everyone equally.

"Later I returned to the deep sea, rejected all sounds, and never heard human prayers again. Anyway, I didn't care about anything, so it didn't matter whether I heard them or not."

Shi Jinzhe looked at her furrowed brows and was about to say something when he heard the sound of small stones rolling down.

The two turned their heads in unison, their vigilance heightened to the maximum.

In the midnight wind, Li Huaizhen and Zhou Qiyu never expected to run into the two of them here.

When Zhou Qiyu saw that big tail, his lips drooped. What bad luck!

Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure out how to escape from Shekh, Li Huaizhen chuckled, "The enemy's combat strength is in trouble."

Zhou Qiyu: "What do you mean?"

Li Huaizhen: "Shekh has health problems, and his strength is less than half of what it used to be. We have a chance."

"No way, brother, let's get out of here before they make a move." Zhou Qiyu pulled his arm and backed away.

He just couldn't understand why Li Huaizhen was so obsessed with the skill card he hadn't gotten his hands on.

Zhou Qiyu tried to persuade him, "Do you remember when you were locked in blood by the Longevity Lock before you came in? We've been here for almost a month, but he's still losing blood, yet his complexion is rosier than ours. We can't compare."

"But…"

"No buts. Even if Shekh has a problem, she still follows the high-attack path. How many pure attack skill cards are there? She's different from us."

Zhou Qiyu dragged and pulled Li Huaizhen away, but when he wanted to leave, someone wasn't going to let them get away so easily.

Upon seeing the two, Shekh's displeasure immediately rose. When she asked, she was curt, "Have they bullied you?"

Shi Jinzhe was deeply moved; she was truly his good wife.

"Yes, that's why they always try to ambush me."