It was late summer, Yunshe Mountain City was warm and hot, and the mountains on the plateau were lush. The metasequoia in the temple is tall and strong, and the trunk has black and red marks stained with blood after being burnt. The white oak outside the temple is bare, its bark and leaves already eaten.

"The fire scorched the tall trees, and the people devoured all the bark. The descendants of the gods sacrificed here, and the statues of the gods rotted and collapsed...The light fell, the blood stains disappeared, and all the glory belongs to the Lord God!..."

The warrior chief Bertard looked at the temple with a calm face.

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