《THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA》全部章節：第 191 章 - 第 200 章

The chamber remained quiet. Rowan signaled to the messenger. “You can go.” Every pair of eyes instinctively rested on the ancient scroll lying open across the council table. They’ll need the resolve the temple of the First White Wolf, then they can know what next to do. Aria read the sentence again, and again. Yet it offers no directions or landmark. Rowan finally broke the silence. “Does anyone know where this temple is?” No one answered. Aldren slowly shook his head. “If its location had survived, Vaelric would already be there.” Kael folded his arms. “So we’re looking for a place that may not even exist.” “It exists,” Aldren replied quietly. “It has to. The person who wrote this message knew someone would eventually read it.” He carefully rolled the scroll closed. “They wouldn’t have left false hope.”Aria remained silent. Something about the message refused to leave her mind. The Temple of the First White Wolf… Her fingers unconsciously brushed against the pendan

The howl faded into silence. The staircase disappeared into darkness, its ancient stone steps worn smooth by the passage of countless years. Rowan tightened his grip on his sword. “I don’t like this.” “Neither do I,” Kael replied. “But we’ve come too far to turn back.” One of the soldiers lifted his torch. “I’ll lead.” Before he could take the first step, Aldren’s warning echoed in Aria’s mind. The Temple was hidden for one bloodline. She reached out and caught the man’s arm. “Wait.” He looked back. “My Lady?” “I think…” She glanced at the pendant resting against her chest. “I should go first.” Kael immediately objected. “Absolutely not. If there’s danger—” “There will be,” Rowan interrupted quietly. He looked from the staircase to Aria. “But if this place truly responds to the White Wolf, then it may only respond correctly to her.” Kael disliked the idea. It showed plainly on his face. After a long moment, he stepped aside. “Then we don’t let her out of our sig

The silver bridge carried them into the next chamber. The moment the last of them crossed the threshold, The doors closed behind them. A deep rumble echoed through the hall, then there was total silence. Unlike the chambers before it, this one was breathtaking. The ceiling disappeared into darkness, yet countless tiny lights shimmered above like a sky filled with stars. The walls were carved from flawless white stone. Seven towering statues stood in a wide circle. Each depicted a White Wolf standing beside its human counterpart. At the center of the chamber rested a shallow basin filled with perfectly still silver water. Its surface reflected the stars above, though there was no sky. Aria stepped closer, the water did not ripple. It was as smooth as polished glass. Nova felt silent, even she seem uncertain. The voice echoed softly through the chamber. “Welcome to the Chamber of Judgment.” Rowan instinctively moved closer to Aria. Kael rested a hand on the hilt of his swo

Aria’s eyes remained fixed on the silver pool. She didn’t move for a long moment, then she slowly shook her head. “No.” Lyra regarded her quietly. “You do not wish to know?” “I do.” Aria drew a slow breath. “More than anything.” She looked down at the pendant resting in her hand. “But If my mother gave her life so I could stand here today, then I should first understand why.” A gentle smile appeared on Lyra’s face. “You truly are Elara’s daughter.” She turned toward the silver pool. “The past can wait, but the truth can’t.” Raising one hand, she lightly touched the surface of the water. Ripples spread across the pool. The silver glow deepened. Then, the water became as clear as polished glass. An unfamiliar world appeared within it. Towering mountains, endless forest, rivers that shone like liquid silver beneath the moon. There were no packs or kingdom, only wilderness. Rowan stepped closer. “This world, it existed before ours.” Lyra nodded. “Long before packs or ki

The roar rolled across the mountains. It shook the Temple to its foundations. Chunks of white stone crashed from the ceiling. The crystal streams overflowed their banks. “Move!” Rowan shouted. The five of them sprinted toward the staircase. Aria kept the Blade of Asteris clutched tightly in her hand. Its silver runes continued to glow. Almost as though it were guiding her. They burst back into the sanctuary. The once peaceful Temple had changed. Hairline cracks stretched across several marble pillars. The silver pool churned violently. The stars above flickered like dying candles. Kael looked toward the great entrance. “We have to leave.” Before anyone could move, the water in the pool suddenly rose. It twisted into a towering column of silver, within it, an image appeared. The Sacred Mountain. Aria stopped. “So soon…” The vision sharpened. Dark clouds circled the mountain like a living storm. Lightning crashed again and again against the summit. The Circle of Seve