Mark went deeper into the temple along the winding passage. The walls on both sides of the passage were engraved with ancient runes, which looked mysterious in the weak light. The runes on the wall emitted a faint fluorescence, which reflected on Mark's angular face, making him look even more stern. He moved forward cautiously, taking every step with extra caution, as if he was stepping on fragile glass. He observed the surrounding environment vigilantly, with a sharp eye like a hawk, not letting go of any corner. He clenched the spear in his hand, and his knuckles turned slightly white because of the force, ready to deal with sudden dangers at any time. On both sides of the passage, water drops dripped from the top from time to time, making a crisp echo, which was particularly clear in the silent temple.
At the end of the passage, Mark found a huge stone door. The stone door was carved from a whole piece of black rock, with a smooth surface like a mirror, reflecting the weak light in the passage. The stone door was engraved with complex patterns. These patterns were not simple decorations, but some kind of ancient runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The air was filled with a faint musty smell, mixed with the fragrance of rocks, making people feel as if they were in ancient times.
He tried to push the stone door, but found that the stone door did not move at all, and it was so heavy that it seemed to be integrated with the entire mountain. Mark frowned and carefully observed the pattern on the stone door, and found that the pattern was similar to the runes he had seen on the altar before. He was moved and tried to use the energy in his body to echo it. He stretched out his hand and put his palm on the cold stone door. The golden energy flowed out of his body like water, slowly flowing along the lines on the stone door, and finally covered the entire pattern. With the injection of energy, the runes on the stone door began to emit a faint fluorescence, which complemented the energy in Mark's body, as if performing some kind of mysterious ritual. A low roar came from the depths of the stone door, the ground trembled slightly, and the stone door slowly opened, revealing a narrow gap. A soft light shone through the gap, dispelling the darkness in the passage. Mark entered sideways, and the stone door slowly closed behind him, making a dull sound, as if isolating him from the outside world. He entered a wide room, the walls of which were inlaid with gems that emitted soft light, illuminating the entire room. In the center of the room stood a huge crystal ball, which was transparent and emitted a soft light, illuminating the entire room, like a bright moon in the night sky. The air in the room was fresh and moist, with a faint fragrance, which was completely different from the musty smell in the passage.
Mark walked to the crystal ball and reached out to touch the surface of the crystal ball. As soon as his fingers touched the crystal ball, ripples appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, like a stone thrown into a calm lake. Pictures emerged in the crystal ball, like a movie, showing the scene of "He" resurrecting Selina, Toby, Eric and others hundreds of years ago, and Toby eliminated Elvira. Selina and Eric discovered "his" purpose, organized a resistance army, hid the fragment of the holy stone... The picture was vivid, as if one could be there.
Suddenly the picture changed, and a map appeared in the crystal ball. On the map, a snowy mountain was shining, which was the location of the fragment of the holy stone. Mark remembered the location on the map firmly. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. He knew that this fragment of the holy stone was crucial and related to the survival of the world. The light of the crystal ball gradually dimmed, and the picture disappeared. The crystal ball regained its calm again, like a sleeping baby. Mark retracted his hand, turned around and left the room. He returned along the original path, passed through the winding passage, and left the temple.