Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 297 Fire Temple
Watching the Dungeon King fall in front of him and disappear into ashes, the wounded Claymore let out a deep breath.

After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, he took out the Return to Mars, looked at it with a complicated expression, and ignited the war fire to activate it.

The surrounding environment was distorted.

The burning orange bonfire also appeared in front of Claymore.

He once again returned to this cold and lonely starting place.

Opposite him, the witch's soul Gabrielle slowly appeared and stared at him quietly.

"Your journey is going to be long this time."

Hearing this, Claymore just nodded indifferently and said nothing.

If it had been at the beginning, when Gabrielle said this, he would have started talking like a faucet.

But now, he just silently took out the spiritual material and the trial ring and showed them in front of her.

"Help me become stronger first, then..."

"…Take me to the Fire Temple."

Gabrielle was silent for a moment, then nodded, with no change in her expression.

First, help Claymore become stronger.

She raised her soul-body palm again, with a red flame burning on it, and slowly stretched it towards Claymore.

"Please touch this flame, it will lead you to the Fire Temple."

Gabrielle said softly.

"In the Fire Temple, you can perform a fire ceremony to become stronger..."

Claymore didn't hesitate, he just reached out his hand and touched the red flame.

The next moment, flames burst out and the space twisted.

Gabrielle withdrew her hand only after she saw Claymore's body gradually disappear from her sight.

At this moment, her soul seemed to become more transparent.

Looking at the walls formed by twisted tree roots and the darkness that the campfire could not dispel, Gabrielle said nothing but closed her eyes silently...

……

"Hmm... there's a newcomer here."

"Perhaps it would be more accurate to describe it as 'cinders'?"

"Ha ha……"

I haven't seen the surrounding environment clearly yet.

Claymore was the first to hear the laughter and chatter that was clearly filled with contempt.

However, he did not take it to heart, but just waited quietly for the distorted environment around him to stabilize completely.

Finally, he slowly stood up and looked around.

A spacious circular hall, doors neatly arranged on the walls, a huge building in front with flames burning like a fireplace, and... two men sitting cross-legged on the ground.

One of them was wearing a heavy knight's helmet with horns similar to those of a bull, while the other was wearing a mask on his face and had a deep scar at the corner of his eye.

What they just said was what they said.

Claymore didn't need to confirm this, because the masked man spoke as soon as he looked at him.

"Hey, new guy, what are you looking at?"

The masked man seemed to have a hostile tone.

The Bullhorn Knight just chuckled without saying a word, and no one knew what he was laughing at.

"I'm sorry, I was just checking to see where this was, no offense meant."

Claymore was neither angry nor afraid of the masked man's unfriendly look. He just apologized and looked away.

Seeing his reaction, the masked man and the Horned Knight looked at each other, laughed softly, and then spoke again.

"interesting."

"Put your hand in the fireplace and you'll know what to do, new guy."

After saying that, the two of them stood up.

The Horned Knight carried a huge weapon like a long stone tablet, walked up to Claymore, and "gently" patted his shoulder. The huge force made Claymore's body shake twice.

"I hope to see you again when I come back next time, newcomer." "Don't get burned to charcoal." The masked man also left with a smile.

The two soon walked to a big door of the Fire Temple, pushed it open, entered the red inside, and disappeared.

Watching the two people leaving.

Claymore frowned and looked at the huge fireplace in front of him.

Well, although this thing looks like a fireplace from the front, there is actually fire on more than one side, but on every side, with red flames burning inside.

After a moment's thought, Claymore slowly reached his hand in.

Soon, a series of information quickly flooded into his mind.

The Fire Temple, where firewood gatherers gather...

Each door leads to a different place where the "flame" is...

Gather the firewood and pour it into the Firewood Gathering Fireplace, and you will be able to gain divine power from it...

...collect the flames and embark on the path of becoming the fire lord who will reignite the world...

Just as Claymore was digesting this information, a slightly vicissitudes of life voice echoed in his ears.

"It seems someone has already reminded you..."

"Then I don't need to say anything more. Let's hold the fire ceremony..."

"The low burning point cannot absorb the power of the fire..."

Claymore turned to look at the person who came and couldn't help but frown.

The man's face was covered by a white robe. He was sitting on a rotten wooden chair, floating in the air, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Seeing this monster-like appearance, Claymore subconsciously placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The other party lowered his head as if he had anticipated this scene. He was not surprised and explained calmly.

"I am not your enemy. You cannot attack me in the Fire Temple. Don't waste your energy on meaningless things."

"Before you complete the fire ceremony, you are not qualified to know more."

Having said this, the White Robe Decayed Man suddenly paused and laughed.

"Of course, the bonfire won't force you to do anything, so you can also choose to go to the big door at the back and become an unknown and free fire in the darkness."

"If you can complete the fire ceremony, we will meet again..."

"May your fire burn bright forever, firewood gatherer."

After saying this, his body disappeared along with the wooden chair, leaving only Claymore still there.

After loosening his grip on the hilt of the sword, Claymore let out a light breath.

Must every firewood gatherer pick up the broken firewood and move towards the goal of reigniting the world?

After putting this information aside for the moment, Claymore glanced at the doors on the wall of the Fire Temple and soon saw a door that was consistent with the information.

Behind that door is where the firewood gatherers hold the fire ceremony.

Only by successfully offering fire can one be qualified to open other doors.

But completing the fire ceremony is not an easy task...

Claymore was aware of this.

Not only in other places, I also heard about it when I was on Zhuxin Island, but the promotion methods of those candle spirits and the firewood pickers should be different...

Their promotion seems to be much easier.

But in the Fire Temple, failure might mean becoming the "cinders" mentioned by the masked man...

Thinking of this, Claymore shook his head slightly.

But just as he turned around and wanted to leave.

"what--"

Suddenly, a faint roar of pain came from the fireplace at the back.

Claymore looked at the flames in the fireplace and saw a skinny firewood collector wailing in the firelight until his body completely collapsed.

Seeing this scene, Claymore was silent for a moment.

Then, he walked towards the door leading to the fire ceremony...

(End of this chapter)