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Chapter 3: Meeting Mazejo

I think this is God’s message? When we begin to enter the 12 castles, we do not sacrifice all these sacred animals, so I did not even think of anything specific from you … what I do not understand. “I’m leaking a deep sigh, I can live in this strange land. God knows the reason why I came here …” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Yes, why did he end up here?

This image … Gin Ting Yu reminds me of this picture that I have arrived in the world in which he belongs.

Are twelve sacred animals of this image the same as the castle of the twelve sacred beasts?

Perhaps this was connected to him in the last 30 years, perhaps if he could eventually reach the end of this secrets.

“Oh, the messenger of God in this world, the dark sky of small buds, your presence is like a star that is brilliant far beyond the horizon, preserving our hope of living.”

When the old man fell in one knee before Gu Ting Yu, his leg was shining. “Maybe when the Messenger of God completes his mission, he can return to his original world. Until now until the depth of the twelve pillars has reached the deepest level, the bad source is It is comparable to the fact that it is near the time of waking, no god is, please Think about our prayers.

According to the ancient month, the wind stopped with grace. Gu Ting Yu could feel the response that was from the time that was buried. He stretched out his hand, lifted the old man from his position and gave him a quiet prayer for a thousand years.

“Please tell me!” He heard his voice: “Where is the entrance?”

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Take the time, every minute, every second. The thick fog is blocking the sunrise.

“Oh, messenger of God, I will send you to this place …” The old man took away the knife chain around his neck and handed it to Gu Ting’s hand. I want to congratulate you on your safe return, which has been spent by our fathers. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Gu Ting Yu accepted the shell necklace and inserted it. Only when he lifted his head to assess the old man he realized that he had found the old man no matter where he was.

“Patriarch?” The fog increased and we did not see a few steps.

Gu Ting Yu was not afraid, his animal fears were much stronger than ordinary people.

He obviously felt that he came in the fog, and every step was endangered. Perhaps even at that time, he could be divided into fragments of unknown animals.

But he never stopped.

If this happened to him what the gods of this world had foreseen, only a thousand years ago, if you strictly divide this prophecy, I believe that it will find the answer.

Under it, the soil formed, and the rain light weakened Gin Ting Yu’s forehead with the morning fog. As the mist gradually increased, the thick forest scent fell into the air.

Finally, when his vision was released, Gu Ting Yu was apparently in the midst of endless forest. The path seems to be endless, because there are two large trees connected. Rain falls easily and opens up a beautiful scenic scene.

Gu Ting Yu disappeared, the fog disappeared long, without traces. Each time he turned, each tree looked the same. Under a small sidewalk along the trees, this arrangement is likely to be a lagoon.

Gu Ting Yu crossed the forest. Despite the quiet atmosphere, he could feel that it was not as simple as it appeared on the quiet five-dimensional surface of this forest.

Based on his sensual emotions as a doctor, Gu Ting Yu found a blood stain between the grass. He followed the bloody path and entered the deep part of the forest. Finally, after a hidden forest, he found a canvas, which, with the presence of snow, covers the entire body.

The white dog was not at all enjoyable. She is seriously injured in the back of her fresh blood on snow-covered skin.

In the first observation, her back seemed to be a heavy snack. Wounds are beginning to infect holes, and further delays will reduce the likelihood of survival. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Gu Ting Yu deeply suffers when he shouts at white cheese. Looking at the movement, the eyes closed with white eyes slowly open and carefully read, looking at the entire Gu Ting Yu movement.

Even though Gu Ting Yu exploded, the white reed grabbed a fist and issued a warning. He fought to deprive Gu Ting Yu of a deadly blow, but a man gracefully stroked his brow.

“Do not be afraid,” he admired.

At each stage of the guarantee, the white reeds slowly relax. He closed again and started with pain.

Assuming that there is no resistance to white gun, Gu Ting Yu immediately took anti-inflammatory medication and bagged from him. He tested gently open wounds and completely cleansed. As the blood climbed, tears rose, but again he calmed the white dog. The slow man calmed down.

Chen Ting Yu deeply emits into intense tension and focuses on wound packing. He did not understand that the little white gorge watched him with great eyes and regained his conscience. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.[/hide]

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Chapter 3: The Meeting in the Maze

Gu Ting Yu exhaled a deep sigh, “I don’t get it… What makes all of you so sure that I am the Gods’ Messenger? Let’s not get started about entering the Twelve Palaces and taming all those Sacred Beasts, I don’t even think I can survive in this strange land. God knows why have I come here….”

Yeah, why did he end up here?!

That painting… Gu Ting Yu recalls, it’s because of that painting, that’s why he arrived into this world that he does not belong to.

The Twelve Sacred Beasts in that painting, is it the same as the Palaces of the Twelve Sacred Beasts?

If that was the case then perhaps he could finally get to the end of the mystery of that nightmare that troubled him for the past thirty odd years.

“Oh, Gods’ Messenger, in this world where the sky is gradually tainted by darkness, your existence is like the shining stars far away in the distant horizon, keeping our hopes alive.”

The pair of cloudy eyes brightened up as the old man got down on one knee in front of Gu Ting Yu. “Perhaps when the Gods’ Messenger finishes his mission, he may return to his original world. No human has ever gone to the deepest level of the Twelve Palaces. The Evil Source is now near it’s awakening time, there is no divinity that can rival it. Please consider our prayers.”

Under the crystal ancient moon, the wind halted its grace. Gu Ting Yu could sense answers emerging from where they had been buried over with time. He put his hands out to lift the old man from his position, lifting the prayers of a thousand silent years.

“Tell me,” he could hear his own voice, “Where is the entrance?”

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Time, slipping past every minute, every second. The thick fog blocking out the rising sun.

“Oh, Gods’ Messenger, I may only send you to this point…” The old man removed the chain of shells from around his neck, placing it on Gu Ting Yu’s hand as he instructed, “This is an amulet passed down from our ancestors, I pray that it will bless you for your safe return.”

Gu Ting Yu accepted the shell necklace, putting it on. Only as he lifted his head to thank the old man did he realize that the old man was nowhere to be found.

“Patriarch?” The fog thickened even more, nothing could be seen even a few steps further out.

Gu Ting Yu was not afraid, his fear towards animals was just much stronger than the average human being.

He could clearly sense that every step he took into the fog, every step was inching towards danger. Perhaps, even in the next moment he could be shredded into pieces by an unknown beast.

But he never stopped.

If there were Gods in this world, what if what happened to him was just a prediction that was placed a thousand years ago, then Gu Ting Yu firmly believed that, at the end of this prophecy, he would find his answer.

The soil beneath him softened, the light drizzle of rain mixed in the morning mist dampened Gu Ting Yu’s forehead. As the fog slowly lifted, a dense woody fragrance invaded the air.

Finally, as his vision cleared up, Gu Ting Yu found himself in the middle of a forest with seemingly no end. The path of the trail seems to be endless as two gigantic trees by the side of the trail merge together. The drizzle falls lightly, forming a beautiful scenic painting.

Gu Ting Yu was at a loss, the fog had long since disappeared without a trace. In every direction he turned, every tree looked identical. According to the small trail down along the trees, this layout could most possibly be a maze.

Gu Ting Yu crossed the forest. Despite the silent atmosphere, he could feel that beneath the quiet surface of this forest that was filled with fragrance, there was nothing as simple as what it seemed to be.

Based on his keen senses as a doctor, Gu Ting Yu found spots of blood among the grass. He followed the blood trail, entering the deeper parts of the forest. At last, behind the hidden woods, he found a canine whose whole body was covered in snow-white fur.

The white canine did not budge at all, on its back it bore a deep wound with fresh blood trickling down its snow-white fur.

Upon first observation, it seemed that the white canine had a severe bite wound on its back. The wound had already begun to be infected with pus, any further delay would lessen its chances of survival.

Gu Ting Yu took a deep breath as he gently inched towards the white canine. Sensing the movement, the closed eyes of the white canine instantly snapped wide open, readying with caution as he stared at every movement Gu Ting Yu made.

As he saw Gu Ting Yu squatting down, the white canine bared his fangs, growling warningly. It struggled to get up to land a fatal blow on Gu Ting Yu, but the man gently caressed its forehead.

“Don’t be afraid.” He comforted.

With every stroke of assurance, the white canine gradually relaxed. It closed its eyes again, whining softly in pain.

Witnessing the white canine’s lack of resistance, Gu Ting Yu immediately took out some anti-inflammatory medicine and bandages from his bag. He gently examined the open wound, cleaning it thoroughly. The whining got louder as the pain increased, but repeatedly he comforted the white canine. Slowly, the canine settled down.

Gu Ting Yu was sweating profusely due to the intense nervousness, too focused on wrapping up the wound. He did not realize that bit by bit, the white canine regained consciousness, looking at him with its glistening pair of eyes.[/hide]