Qin Yichen felt a little depressed along the way.

Without thinking about the mountains and rivers, after a few days, he finally rushed to the Temple of War.

After a brief glance, the Battle Sacred Hall had recovered from the last war.

However, there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the Zhan Sacred Hall.

After inquiring carefully, Qin Yichen knew that in order to be able to contend with the black dragon clan, Ares used one of his hole cards to resurrect all the believers who died in the raging war of Tier 5 monsters.

The price of this is that within a hundred years of fighting the Holy Palace, the power of faith can no longer be gathered.

For the temple, this is a great loss.

Especially after the resurrection of believers, during this period of time, believers' loyalty to the temple is unprecedented, and there will be countless people who want to join the temple.

After all, everyone likes to be taken seriously.

Only after this resurrection, Ares, the God of War, quickly went to war with the Black Dragon Clan again, and it was inextricably difficult to fight outside the star field.

Especially in some wars, Ares, the God of War, clearly had a chance to defeat the Black Dragon tribe, but was unmoved and allowed the Black Dragon tribe to leave.

With these weird actions, even the believers in the Sacred Hall of War, a little doubt arose in their hearts.

It is also common for Ares, the God of War, to defeat battles, but the difference is that Ares, the God of War, never misses any battle.

As long as it is an opportunity to defeat the enemy, he will never give up.

But now, things have changed, and everyone has no bottom in their hearts.

It coincided that the Black Knight was on duty and saw Qin Yichen coming, he hurriedly left the temple and came to Qin Yichen.

"Master Feng can be regarded as looking forward to you."

"You quickly help and persuade Lord Ares, I don't know what happened these days, Lord Ares is not eager for victory anymore."

"We don't know how to persuade Lord War God."

That in Heiqi's heart was extremely anxious.

Not to mention other people, even them, the twelve knights in the temple closest to the God of War don't know, the only one who can rely on right now is Lord Wind.

Seeing Qin Yichen again now.

Hei Qi was so touched that tears almost flowed out.

In the days when Lord Feng disappeared, he only knew why Lord Ares, the God of War, would respect Lord Feng so much.

Because in the entire war hall, the person who knows Ares the God of War best is not them, but the wind.

He can cooperate with Lord Ares at any time, and sometimes even Lord Ares has to ask him questions.

His vision must be higher than that of others, and it is even more elusive.

Now that Qin Yichen appeared, he could either help Lord Ares solve the current problem, or he could solve their doubts for them.

In Heiqi's view, as long as Lord Feng appears, the current problem will definitely be resolved.

After Qin Yichen had learned some information from Heiqi, he was about to enter the hall to chat with Ares.

Before leaving, Qin Yichen suddenly looked at Heiqi.

"How is Matt?"

Hei Qi thought that Qin Yichen was talking about Matt's injury, and quickly laughed.

"Matt's injury has recovered, and he was still on the battlefield last time."

Although the answer was somewhat unreasonable, Qin Yichen could also guess from this news.

At present, under the premise of Ares deliberately concealing, no one has broken this tacit understanding.

"Probably, Ares wants to dig out more information."

Qin Yichen didn't think so much.

The most important thing about this trip is to explain clearly about the Temple of the Lord of Light.

At least let Ares know!

No matter how the God of War Ares reacted, this "first time" attitude of reporting that he had received the Temple of Light was extremely useful to Qin Yichen.

I don't know how sure about this matter.

Because of worrying about this, Qin Yichen's heart was not at peace.

Along the way, there were some unsettled people.

Even the many problems of Heiqi are subconsciously ignored.

As he approached the hall, Hei Qi smiled all over his face.

"Your Excellency Feng, I am up to you this time."

Qin Yichen nodded without thinking.

Then he walked to the main hall, and before stepping into the main hall, Qin Yichen suddenly turned his head to look at Heiqi.

"What were we talking about just now?"

Hei Qi's mouth twitched fiercely and quickly grabbed Qin Yichen.

"Lord Wind!"

"What's wrong with you, didn't we just talk about the temple."

"The Lord of War hasn't won the victory several times. That's it."

Qin Yichen suddenly nodded as if thinking of something.

"okay."

After speaking, Qin Yichen walked into the hall.

Only the black horse was left messy in the wind.

Sir Feng, don't answer so carelessly!

This...what can I do.

The Lord Feng, who has high hopes from the black horse, is so careless now, who can rest assured!

Qin Yichen didn't take this matter to heart at all. After entering the hall, he saw the **** of war Ares sitting on the throne, and in front of him, there was a huge sand table. Simulation battle.

In the eyes of others, such a move is simply unreasonable.

Because under the control of Ares, the **** of war, it had a completely different ending.

The collision of the breath of ordinary soldiers on both sides, the result is completely different.

However, apart from the different results, everything else is exactly the same!

This has numb everyone.

They don't understand what Ares the God of War is simulating, only know that Ares, the God of War, is recovering again and again, simulating again.

"It's Lord Wind."

When Matt saw Qin Yichen, he looked at him as if he had found a rescuer.

"Your Excellency Wind, now Lord Ares is awake day and night, we really don't understand what exactly is simulated on this sand table."

Matt has restored the memory of the Lord's protector, which does not mean that he will lose the memory of being a white horseman.

He still remembered very clearly that this man named Wind Lord was very powerful.

If he explained right now, maybe he could find the reason why Ares, the **** of war, acted like this.

Reporting to the Holy Master at that time may be a great achievement.

Except for Matt, the others at the scene looked at him expectantly, casting their expectant eyes on Qin Yichen one by one.

Qin Yichen glanced at the sand table faintly, then at the crowd, finally, his eyes fell on Ares, the **** of war.

A soft cough.

"Master Ares."

As soon as he heard Qin Yichen's voice, Areston, the God of War, woke up and quickly looked at Qin Yichen.

"It turned out to be the wind, come on, help me see the sand table, is there any other way?"

Looking at Ares, the **** of war with a look of expectation, he glanced at the sand table.

Qin Yichen came to the sand table and stretched out his hand.

Ares, the **** of war, all the Templars present unconsciously stepped forward and stared at the sand table.

Matt even raised his ears.

Hope to get some information.

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, Qin Yichen put down his hand again. "Master Ares, there is one thing I want to say."