Although he didn't know exactly how he had been transported from the "outside world" to this Koruo space, Hao Ren could be certain from Karasul's brief explanation that his "crossing over" had triggered some kind of observable phenomenon, and that this phenomenon was now in the sights of the Sanctuary people.

He carefully inquired about the departure time of the Sanctuary investigation team and found that it coincided perfectly with the time he had fallen into the Khasu An Holy Temple.

The high-ranking monk had not expected things to develop so dramatically. One moment he was planning in his heart the dangerous wilderness journey ahead and how to locate the ancient holy temple that had been out of contact for a thousand years, and the next moment his mission target was standing right in front of him—and a very real, living person at that!

"Is what you say true?" Karasul asked, somewhat incredulously. "You really came from the Khasu An Holy Temple?"

"Absolutely. I woke up in there," Hao Ren admitted, while his mind raced, thinking about whether he should continue to use the bluffing "ancient guardian" story in front of this genuine Sanctuary person.

After a moment of thought, he decided to drop the title. He had used the name of the ancient guardian before to make it easier to act in the Taros Kingdom, and at that time he couldn't explain his origins to Veronica for a while, so he simply made up an identity for himself based on the other party's guesses. But now, he no longer needed these conveniences.

The high-ranking monk in front of him had come to find a "miracle," and an "outsider" was such a miracle.

Of course, a more important reason was that Hao Ren felt that pretending to be an old ancestor in front of a native Sanctuary person would be very difficult. Leaving aside his own ability to deceive, what if the Sanctuary people had some kind of bloodline induction ability—who could reason with this kind of supernatural thing...

The high-ranking monk looked at Hao Ren with suspicion for a long time: "Then why did you appear in that place?"

"Do you know how this direwolf next to you ended up on a floating island?" Hao Ren pointed to Lily. The husky girl was squatting on the ground, trying to pry a piece of stone from the altar as a souvenir. At this moment, she perked up her ears smartly: "Awoo?"

"Direwolf..." Karasul frowned. "She said she came from a very far place and got lost on the floating island, waking up there. Ahem, her descriptions of herself are always very vague."

Hao Ren spread his hands: "Simple, because she and I come from the same place—outside of Koruo."

Karasul was dumbfounded.

"...Inconceivable. How do you prove what you say?" The look of suspicion on the high-ranking monk's face deepened. "At least... how do you prove that you did indeed wake up in the Khasu An Holy Temple?"

Hao Ren scratched his head: "That's why this is troublesome. No one believes the lies, and no one believes the truth. Can't this world give honest people a way to live? Alright, it's too troublesome to explain the multiverse to you. But I can prove that I've indeed been to the Khasu An Holy Temple, look—"

As he spoke, he released an autonomous machine from his dimensional pocket. This autonomous machine waved several tentacles in the air to form a projection terminal, and then holographic images appeared in front of everyone, which were the data Hao Ren had casually recorded when he was exploring the Khasu An Holy Temple.

"Unless you yourselves don't know what the Khasu An Holy Temple you're looking for looks like, you should understand when you see these."

Karasul looked at these holographic images in surprise. He had never actually been to that holy temple, but before he set off, he had obtained all the information about Khasu An from the Pope, including detailed written records and magic-printed pictures. So he had a certain understanding of that holy temple—the holographic images in front of him completely matched what he knew!

"This... it is indeed that holy temple," the high-ranking monk murmured to himself. "These murals and sculptures are exactly the same as the records... But whose hand is this? What does this gesture mean?"

At this time, the holographic image was playing the last few frames, and a hand suddenly appeared at the bottom of the screen, making a V-sign...

Hao Ren coughed dryly and quickly turned off the projection: "Ahem, it's mine. This gesture means important information. The details are hard to explain."

As he spoke, he exclaimed in his heart that it was close: if it was two seconds later, the high-ranking monk would have seen him standing on the porch of the temple, stepping on a flying swallow.

Lily happened to look up at this time, and started yelling: "Hey, landlord, isn't that..."

Hao Ren glared at her: "Shut up! Or no meat for you!"

Lily's ears drooped: "Awoo."

"Alright, don't pursue the details—is your mission considered complete now?" Hao Ren looked at Karasul, awkwardly changing the subject. "What are you going to do next? Take me to the Sanctuary?"

Karasul thought for a while, looking at Hao Ren uncertainly: "If you are truly the 'light' that His Holiness the Pope spoke of, then what way do you have to save Mount Asu Man?"

"That depends on what kind of trouble your holy mountain has encountered," Hao Ren said cautiously. "You may not believe it, but I am indeed a technician in this field, with very rich practical (explosion) experience in solving artifact failures."

Seeing that the high-ranking monk was still pondering, Hao Ren simply pointed to Lily: "You see this direwolf, right—the Order's Light on her body is powerful enough to protect a million-strong army across the Black Forest, but she's actually guarding the door for me."

As he spoke, he secretly winked at Lily, wanting the husky girl to cooperate, but in fact, the latter had already started nodding before Hao Ren finished speaking... The dog girl didn't pay attention to what the landlord was saying at all, she was wandering in the sky.

After seeing the direwolf's reaction, Karasul was naturally surprised and suspicious, but in the end, he dispelled the last bit of hesitation. He nodded to Hao Ren: "Then the top priority is to return to the Sanctuary immediately."

Hao Ren raised his eyebrows: "By airship?"

"...That's probably too late," the high-ranking monk said with a worried expression. "We didn't expect the situation in the Sanctuary to deteriorate so seriously. The original action plan of the investigation team was two months, but now it seems that we are already late. But now the continental teleportation of the entire world has been blocked by the chaos storm, and there is no way to find a faster way other than the airship..."

Before Karasul finished speaking, he heard a slightly indifferent and hoarse female voice suddenly coming from the side: "I have a way."

Hao Ren turned his head and saw a woman completely shrouded in a black robe standing at the door. He didn't even know how this woman had appeared!

"An?" he asked in surprise. "Why are you here?"

Karasul's surprise was even greater: "Who are you? Where are the guards outside?"

"They are fine, I didn't disturb them," An's hood moved slightly, as if she tilted her head to look at Karasul. "High Bishop from the side of the Divine Will, Mr. Karasul, I am glad to see that you are safe and sound."

The high-ranking monk could see that this woman was with Hao Ren, but he was still suspicious: "You know me?"

"This is the Taros King's secret agent, her name is An," Hao Ren quickly introduced from the side. "She said she has something to do with your Sanctuary investigation team."

"The Taros King's secret agent?" The high-ranking monk frowned at An. "You said you have a way to send us back to the Sanctuary in a short time?"

"Of course, but the premise is that we need your cooperation," An nodded, and then seemed to be looking around. Her voice finally carried a trace of emotion, which was undisguised disgust. "But first, we have to leave this place—I don't like the atmosphere here."

Hao Ren quickly said: "My camp is in the north, everyone can go over and take a break."

Everyone naturally had no objection to this. This place, which had been contaminated by cultists and the power of chaos, had made many people feel uncomfortable. So after gathering the guards near "Hoggus's Hut" and the team members waiting outside the tear point, this increasingly mixed mixed force immediately set off and left this ominous hilly area.

On the way, Lily curiously circled around An, sniffing from time to time. This rather impolite behavior finally made Hao Ren couldn't help but say: "What are you doing?"

Lily jumped back to Hao Ren's side: "Landlord, she doesn't have a human smell!"

"What's a human smell..." Hao Ren patted the husky spirit to stop her from jumping around and making people dizzy, then turned to An, "Didn't I tell you to wait at the camp?"

"I'm not your subordinate," the mysterious "King's Secret Agent" replied coldly. "I felt a strong energy conflict, so I came to see what was going on."

Hao Ren gave an oh sound. He was too lazy to ask too much about such a taciturn and eccentric guy, but he slowly developed a little doubt:

There was a considerable distance from the camp in the north of the hills to this "Hoggus's Hut." He had driven the modified 59 tank all the way here, so he caught up with Lily's battle with the cultists, but An also rushed over not long after—how did this mysterious woman travel?

The ability of space teleportation?

So she said that she could take others to the Sanctuary, could it be using space teleportation as well?

But wasn't this kind of teleportation across continents blocked by the power of the chaos storm?

In any case, there were more and more secrets on this "King's Secret Agent"...

At the same time, in the chaotic and dark depths of the Karnos Sea, the Sanctuary was shrouded in a cloud.

The Order's Light shield above the continent was flickering like a candle in the wind. The dim sky seemed to indicate that the long night was coming. Even the towering crystal holy mountain Asu Man was now dim and almost completely extinguished. On the crystal mountain wall, which was almost completely extinguished, only the remaining specks of light wandered weakly, hardly worthy of being called a brilliance.

The cold wind howled across the land, and the drizzle fell on the empty and desolate town streets. The rain was black, as if mixed with curses and malice. Under the dome, there were few pedestrians in every town. Every household closed its doors and windows tightly. The cold and desolate lights not only failed to dispel the chill between heaven and earth, but made the whole world even colder and more desolate, as if it had fallen into eternal winter.

At the foot of the holy mountain, the gate of the Holy Image Palace was closed. The once crowded prayer hall was now empty. This holy place had also lost its former light. Only dim lights dotted the dome, like the evening stars lit up at dusk.

Pope Augustus VII, wearing a robe and a triple crown, stood quietly in front of the holy platform. In front of him was a thick prayer book, and he seemed to be deeply immersed in prayer and contemplation.

Suddenly, a piece of dark red runes lit up in the open space behind the Pope. The runes rotated and reorganized rapidly in the air, forming a constantly rotating vortex. Black mist surged in the vortex, and the power of chaos and darkness continued to pour out from it.

A man and a woman fell out of the vortex. It seemed that countless rugged arms stretched out from the black mist behind them. The arms waved, trying to pull them back again. However, as the runes dissipated, these arms and black mist could only retreat into the darkness, leaving behind a series of unwilling and terrifying howls.

Augustus VII seemed to be completely unaware of the movement behind him, and just continued to quietly look at the prayer book in front of him. It was not until he finished reading a chapter that he slightly raised his head.

"The End Times are coming," the old Pope said in a low voice.

"The End Times have arrived," Earl Willieber placed his hand on his chest, and also said in a low voice.