Chương 845: Temple Demolisher

As soon as Jake stepped inside the Corrupted Temple, an austere dimness overwhelmed his senses. The sound itself seemed to have dulled, and he could barely hear his own breathing. He focused his psychic power into his Myrtharian Eyes and the light returned.

The interior of this temple reminded him of those old Gothic churches and cathedrals, except that the notion of sobriety was altogether absent. There were rows of pews for the faithful, a dais and an organ at the back, but instead of being built of basic materials like wood, everything was made of gold, platinum and precious stones.