Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 461 The Truth of the Fire Temple

There is no doubt that the Fire Temple did not belong to the firewood gatherers and bonfires before, but to the Fire Witches.

But now no one knows what the reason is, which caused the Fire Temple to be occupied by this group of firewood gatherers. The original Fire Witches also became the enlightenment mentors and guides of most of the firewood gatherers.

Now, Rogge pointed out this problem without caring about the other party's face.

After a period of silence, Agoni suddenly said, "If possible, please come with me to a place."

“Your doubts will be answered there.”

"Let's go then."

Roger stood up without hesitation and followed Agony.

This body is not his original body. Even if Agoni wants to play tricks on him, he will not suffer much loss.

Not to mention that Rogge has collected a lot of information about the Fire Temple during this period. From all aspects, the strength of the firewood gatherers and the bonfire is not as good as that of the candlelight.

After getting Rogge's approval.

The corpse-like lips of Agonis suddenly moved, and he whispered an ancient spell.

His voice turned into distorted and obscure syllable symbols that fell in front of him, swirled, and ignited orange-red flames.

Soon, a long corridor with only darkness and deepness at both ends appeared behind the portal built by flames.

Yagoni stepped in first, followed closely by Roger.

Above the sky, there was a gray haze, and on both sides of the corridor, there was no endless abyss. When Rogge's power swept across, he could clearly see that there were corpses sitting peacefully, and they had long been burned out.

The corridor is not far away, and at the end is an ancient stone platform.

The two of them arrived here quickly.

And as they arrived, the ancient runes on the platform began to light up.

Then, wisps of ashes rose from the depths on both sides of the corridor and gathered towards the center of the ancient rune. Soon, a huge, hunched figure appeared in front of the two.

This is a woman covered in a gray robe, holding a dull charcoal stick.

Her entire body was made up of unstable ashes that floated like floating cotton wool.

"Gray Mother."

Yagoni spoke out her name and introduced Rogge who was standing next to her.

"This is the messenger of candlelight, Mr. Roger."

After hearing what Agoni said.

The face of the Gray Mother hidden under the ash hood dropped slightly, revealing a pair of eyes with only a little remaining firelight, and her gaze fell on Rogue.

"I feel you."

Gray Mother's voice was very gentle and kind, but there was a hint of excitement that was barely perceptible.

"Candlelight that has come from afar... You don't belong here, but you are warmer than most fires..."

Gray Mother's words seemed to be pointed and profound.

There were some ripples in Roger's heart, but Yagoni beside him made him remain calm, without showing any emotion.

But when the Gray Mother turned her gaze to Agoni, her tone and expression became much colder.

"You should leave first."

After saying that, without waiting for Agonie to respond, the Ash Mother raised her hand and mobilized some magical power, causing ashes to swirl up.

Without saying a word or making any movement, Agoni disappeared from the spot.

It seems that the relationship between Gray Mother and Bonfire is not as harmonious as imagined.

Roger thought for a moment.

"I send my greetings to you, Gray Mother, on behalf of my friend, Nonya, the witch who once belonged to the Fire Temple."

"It turned out to be Nonia's child. No wonder..."

A glimmer of reminiscence flashed across Gray Mother's eyes, and she sighed slightly.

"She was kind, but also immature. After she left, I thought she would not survive."

"Anyway...thank you for taking care of her."

Roger nodded slightly and asked another question: "Are you actually the only Gray Mother?" Nonia had mentioned the Gray Mother to him.

This is the role of selecting and teaching fire witches. At first, Roger felt that she was more like a job title than a specific person. (See Chapter 147 for details)
But now it seems that there is only one Gray Mother.

"Yes."

Gray Mother nodded slightly, as if she had guessed the doubts in Roger's mind, and began to explain.

"Before the world goes out, I will transform myself into the human world and select suitable children to be trained as fire witches."

"In their eyes, every Gray Mother is different, but in fact, Gray Mother is always Gray Mother. The reason why they are different is only because... Gray Mother will also die."

"And the memories of every Gray Mother will be preserved."

Having said this, Gray Mother cast her eyes towards the bottom of the platform.

There is no doubt that the peaceful bodies of those old women sitting cross-legged are the "Gray Mothers" of generations.

Hearing this, Roger understood. No wonder she could remember Nonia, one of the countless witches.

"I won't waste any more time on small talk. I have some questions that need your answers."

After confirming that there were indeed no loopholes in Gray Mother's remarks, Rogge began to ask about the key points.

"Nonia told me that the Fire Temple was seized. Now there are no Fire Witches, only a group of firewood gatherers and 'bonfires'. What's going on?"

"Also, if I remember correctly, there should be a Fire-sign Grandma in the Fire-sign Temple...where is she?"

"She is dead."

Gray Mother's tone was calm, and she had no intention of hiding anything from Rogge. She raised her head slightly, as if she were a believer bathing in divine light, and told the truth.

"…In the long burning years, some painful history made people realize that the world is not perfect, it is flawed."

"The Fire Temple was established for this reason, with the intention of finding a 'Master of Fire' who could save the world and create a more perfect order..."

"He will be great, perfect, supreme..."

"Fire virgins of every era have believed this, but I don't completely agree with them."

Having said this, Gray Mother lowered her head and picked up the matte charcoal stick in her hand.

"Because in their eyes, the Lord they believe in is already the greatest fire... The ideal 'Lord of Fire' they seek on this basis simply does not exist."

"And in this process, the children who went to pursue the Salary Master naturally became the so-called 'necessary sacrifices'..."

"So, on the eve of the world's extinguishing, I accepted the Bonfire's request and helped them seize the Fire Temple."

“So this became a place for firewood pickers to move around and help them get going.”

“The Salary Master…maybe he will be born because of this.”

Gray Mother's tone was slow, like a sigh, or a lament, as if she was a traveler in the dark night pursuing an illusory light that was out of reach.

"This is the last thing I can do for them."

Hearing this, Roger couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

If what Gray Mother said was true, then the matter of the Fire Temple was much more complicated than he had originally thought.

Originally, he thought that the firewood gatherers and the bonfire were just shouting slogans loudly and doing some unknown things in secret, and seizing the Fire Temple was one of them...

But now, judging from what Gray Mother said, the former Fire Temple was truly irrelevant.

The Fire Goddesses of every era seem to be loyal believers in the flame of that era. But how could the "Lord of Fire" they are looking for, who is greater than the Lord they serve, possibly exist?

Not to mention whether there is a candidate stronger than the current Xinhuo, even if there is, would the Fire-sign Mother-in-law sincerely let this "Xinzhu" replace Xinhuo?

So this so-called Fire Temple is more like formalism under theocracy.

…You see, my Lord is so noble that He acknowledges the imperfections of His Leader and then graciously allows you to find a more perfect replacement for Him.

In this case, it is impossible to find the paymaster.

For the fire sign mother-in-law, this certainly doesn't matter, because this vision is noble and occupies the moral high ground.

As for the God of Fire, he may not care at all, and his believers are just having fun.

The only ones who were hurt were probably Gray Mother and the fire witches that she had hand-picked and raised one by one.

(End of this chapter)