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But the words on the sign flickered for a while, and the language was so chaotic that it was hard to define. After a long time, these three words appeared hesitantly.

"have no idea"

The ghost really didn't know why.

When it lay on its back in the hot spring, when the warm water surrounded it, it did not feel at ease as usual, but instead felt an emotion that it had never noticed or understood before.

This emotion was like a strange black hole. It was not as violent and direct as the attacks it had suffered in the past, but it slowly enveloped it.

That thing is called loneliness.

This sounds like an impossible thing, because ghosts are always surrounded by many creatures.

There are even fanatical creatures like Green who only have eyes for it.

But in this world, it is difficult for any intelligent and thinking creature to understand another creature that is the same as itself.

Therefore, the path that must be taken to gradually develop emotions is loneliness.

However, the ghost was a very determined man of action. It did not continue to think about why the hot spring was not warm enough. After less than three seconds of thinking, it jumped from the hot spring here.

Without even notifying anyone.

Because everyone else looked busy, only Steve looked very relaxed.

Steve looked at the other person's face, which seemed to be full of embarrassment, and used some strength to flip back onto the boat. Then he reached out and touched the other person's head twice, without intending to continue asking for the answer.

But the space on the boat was getting more and more crowded. Val sat in half of the box and Steve sat in the other half, and they both almost kept their legs above the water.

Only ghosts have a tiny bit more space.

The boat was drifting very slowly on the sea. Steve took out his telescope, but he couldn't see any land, not even any coral. There was only sand on the bottom, and in the distance there was still the sea, and in the distance there was the unchanging clear day.

Floating like this is not a solution.

Steve took out the oar as if he had been ordered to do something and started rowing away. However, he didn't know the direction, so he could only take out the map to avoid the place where he came from.

The boat drifted slowly in the sea, the sun set in the distance, and the setting sun slanted across the sea as calm as glass.

The float followed the boat on the sea, connected by a thin line. The ghost held the glittering fishing rod in his hand. Steve had given it that rod, but it didn't quite understand how to fish. The float kept moving, and no fish was seen until the sun set in the west.

When the sky was completely dark, the full moon was hanging high in the sky, the water surface was shining silver, and the ghost tightened his grip on the fishing rod.

Looking at the movement on the water, Steve became alert.

No matter what the ghost catches, he is always happy to praise it. After all, the feeling of fishing with someone cheering on the side is far more rewarding than catching the fish.

He is not a professional fisherman.

Until the thing surfaced, the words Steve was about to blurt out were stuck.

With a brown body that looks like marble with no patterns on it, orange fins, and a pair of iconic big eyes, it is clearly a guardian.

"Wait a minute, ghost, could you please put this fish back into the sea?"

After a moment of daze, Steve spoke quickly to prevent the poor guardian from being devoured without leaving a trace.

The ghost held the fish in his hands, glanced at Steve, nodded, and threw the guardian into the sea again.

As soon as the Guardian entered the sea, he began to swim desperately, and Steve began to chase him as if he had found the right direction.

506 Ocean Temple (Part )

Steve couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen those magnificent ruins.

But with what he has seen and heard now, he is no longer as amazed by the underwater ruins as he was when he first saw them.

The miracle created by the villagers was already shining enough, but even so, his heart was still surging.

He slid the oars quickly, as if to make up for the horsepower. The excited camera swept away the previous frustration and boredom, and the ghost quietly retracted the void tentacles that were about to be born.

It felt that Steve didn't need help right now, and that help wasn't always good.

It’s like the supervisor refused help from the group.

The guardian was quite difficult to catch, especially since he was still sinking deeper into the ocean. If he went any deeper, he would not be visible from above. Steve gritted his teeth, took out a bottle of potion, opened the lid and drank it all, then jumped down.

Val drank a potion and followed closely behind, and the ghost sank with him.

After a while.

The sea was calm again, with only the rocking little wooden boat floating quietly in its original place. After a while, it even stopped rocking.

It was quite dark under the water, and there were not even those shiny sea pickles here. Steve dove down like a fish, grabbed another potion bottle, and drank the last sip. Suddenly, his vision became brighter, as if a searchlight had been turned on.

The seabed here was several times deeper than before. Steve was almost numb from being washed by the water, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Until the building that was so familiar to him that it couldn't be more familiar came into his sight. Steve stopped and let his body slowly sink down, drawing his sword in advance until he stood on the rough sand.

Ocean Temple

The attack of the ancient guardian did not come as he expected, so he took out a door panel, placed it in front of himself and opened it, and a dry place without water was immediately isolated on the dark seabed.

The feeling of being back on land made Steve breathe a sigh of relief.

It is really hard to like the feeling of being immersed in sea water and feeling a little weightless when walking.

Val landed beside him, but didn't let go of the door panel, just looked up and down at the building he had never seen before.

The ghost swayed in the sea, staring at the floating cloak, and finally landed on Steve's square head.

Steve paused for a moment, swinging his legs gently as if he were sitting on the steps. He didn't say anything for a long time. He stood there straight without moving a muscle, but just kept taking out the door panel from his backpack.

The villager Val, who was standing by and watching, couldn't help but twitch his lips and guessed what the other party wanted to do.

He took the door panels from the other person, placed them in front of each person and pushed them open.

Doors made of birch wood form a long passage on the seabed. Val was thoughtful enough to place each door at the same distance and in the same direction to avoid driving a certain guy who sometimes has obsessive-compulsive disorder and sometimes doesn't go crazy.

Steve walked steadily and steadily in the underwater tunnel supported by the birch door, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the Ocean Temple. If this birch door could be more advanced, it would be a luxurious welcome carpet when Steve completely stepped into the Ocean Temple.

As he stepped into the temple, water filled Steve's lungs again.

The ghost also slowly jumped down from above his head and floated to the ground paved with sea crystal stone.

This place was the same as the Ocean Temple that Steve usually knew, except for the guards who were running around as if they were disturbed.

“Nothing has changed here.”

Steve spoke vaguely. If this place was rebuilt into a magnificent underwater kingdom, it would not be surprising to Steve.

"Aren't those guards on the run? Be careful and don't let your guard down." Val patted his shoulder and held the shield a little tighter.

The ghost was holding the cloak floating in the water, as if wrapping himself up, and tilted his head to look to one side, where there was probably a passage.

It's not very dark in here, at least compared to the dim seabed, with a bright blue light, perhaps because of the faintly glowing sea lanterns.

The ghost took two steps forward and was almost caught by the cloak he was holding tightly. He slipped because he was top-heavy, but he was in water and did not fall. He just lay forward and floated lightly in the air.

The ghost pulled out the bone nail and hammered it into the ground. It tossed its two short legs around and stood up again, having been lying upright in the air.

Steve noticed the ghost's movement and turned his eyes to follow it.

Although he had conquered this place more than once, killed countless ancient guardians, and took away countless spoils, he still couldn't remember the way every time he came back. He was thinking about whether to just use TNT to blow up this place, but when he saw the ghost looking over there, he felt a lot more at ease.

Going further in, the guards were hiding in the drifting seaweed. They had no intention of attacking, but instead were all trembling with fear.

On the way, he even passed by a treasure house. When Steve got there, he looked at the pillar in the middle of the house with sparkling eyes. Although he was no longer short of those small treasures, his strange nature made him want to dig out the gold inside.

But thinking of those trembling guards, Steve sighed and put away the manuscript he had taken out.

They gradually walked towards what Steve remembered as an empty room.

The ghost walked in front holding the bone nail.

The room was very quiet, even dark, and it was difficult to see clearly. The effect of the potion seemed to be ineffective here. Steve was a little surprised and wanted to take out the glowing block from his backpack.

But before he could search, the water around him began to shake, and some huge creature was slowly approaching.

Steve stopped moving immediately and held his weapon tightly. Even with the ghost around, after so many experiences and journeys, some habits had already been quietly formed.

The ancient guardian, which was several times larger than he had imagined, slowly appeared in his sight. It almost occupied the entire room. Its single eye looked at them coldly, and Steve's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Val also got into position and was ready to take action at any time.

But when the other party swam there, he stopped moving, and an old voice spread in the water.

"Intruders, no matter why you come here, I hope you won't disturb the peace here too much. The glory here was lost in the past, but we are not seeking it. We only seek a place to rest."

507 The original intention has never changed

The light here is blue and a little cold.

Steve sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the open wooden door. The ghost stood on his legs. He habitually twisted his cloak, which should have been wet with Lulu, shook it twice, and sat down obediently, supporting his head and looking up at the white fish.

It senses no ill will from the other.

So it looked at the transparent sea water around it with a little curiosity. This place reminded it of the City of Tears, the City of Tears that used to be rainy and wet wherever it went.

But curiosity is only so limited. It has been exposed to a wide enough world, and when it comes into contact with some new things that surprise the insect, it is no longer the same as before, just like a stone thrown into a lake is completely different from being thrown into the sea.

Unlike the ghost who was casual and unfocused, Steve was a bit reserved.

For some reason, the other person gave off the aura of an elder, and even the doctor was just a mentor to most people in the group.

"No, no, I really didn't intend to come here to destroy anything, or to burn, kill, or loot. No, no, I meant that we were here for a friendly exchange."

"Really, please believe me!"

Steve said sincerely, "We just happened to pass by here. This wasn't our destination."

The Ancient Guardian's single eye shifted slightly, a hint of confusion in his tone. "Then why did you stop here? And why did you barge in here, armed with weapons?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Steve put away his sword and shield, and Val even thoughtfully put away his bow and arrow.

When negotiating, you must show your sincerity.

After collecting all the weapons, Steve looked at the other party without any guilt.

Even a bit righteous.

The ancient guardian was stunned for a moment, and his voice began to hesitate.

"Okay...so when are you unexpected intruders planning to leave?"

This was said very politely. Even if the other party had broken in illegally, the ancient guardian who had survived for a long time did not want to argue with any creature. He just wanted to send them away quickly and then continue to sleep.

You’re so polite!

He screamed inwardly, and Steve unconsciously sat up straighter.

If that’s the case, how could he make the following unreasonable request?

But no matter what, the undiscovered End of the World remained a hidden danger, so he bravely raised his head. "Well, kind Ancient Guardian, we have something to look for, and we might not be able to leave this area for the time being. Also, are you aware of the existence of that ruin?"

Hearing the other party's reluctance to leave, the Ancient Guardian sighed. "Well, if you really have something to do, forget it. Just don't disturb those little guys here. As you can see, they're quite scared."

After saying this, he was ready to go back to sleep for a nap, but before he could turn around, he stopped when he heard the other party's last words.

"ruins?"

"There's just ruins here."

His voice gradually became cold.

"It's here, the Ocean Temple."

After he said this, he was ready to ignore them and just swim away, but the ghost raised a sign and stuck it in the direction he turned his head.

"lie"

"Then what do you want to do?"

These words seemed to have angered the other party. The fins on his body began to fluctuate violently, and his single eye was suddenly compressed into a state of anger.

"Intruders, do you intend to turn this place upside down?!"

"We've already given in time and time again!"