Chapter 1232 The Glorious Holy See: Find the Sun God’s secret weapon!
Great Master Baierbo and the elders like to talk about things, and they like to talk about things. They present facts, reason, give examples, and list data:
"You see, the Sun God conducts these experiments in the central area of the Gobi Desert, far away from water sources. In these places, life is already scarce, and the damage to nature is minimized."
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"The explosion of this kind of ore is most lethal only at the moment of the explosion. After that, it will harm nature, which is the dust. It doesn't matter as long as it is collected and buried deep underground."
"Look, this is the data I collected from the experimental site. This is one hour after the explosion...this is 12 hours later...24 hours later...one month later..."
"This is the destruction of nature under the rule of the Glorious Holy See... In order to mine and smelt silver ore, the surrounding mountains have been cut down and dug into this state..."
Elder Fahim's thick white eyebrows frowned and then relaxed, and then relaxed and wrinkled again. Finally, he sighed and handed back the information in his hand:
"Try to dig as little as possible. If this kind of ore can leak out less, it will flow out less, which is good for nature and all living things."
"Of course, of course." Archmage Baierbo nodded repeatedly:
"Magicians also have a proverb, 'Leave the sleeping dragon alone'."
"Be careful when digging and try not to let the ore leak outside and harm nature."
"That's for sure. We will never harm the things that little Gretel put so much effort into packing." Archmage Baierbo nodded again and showed a Geiger counter:
"I always have this next to me when I'm working, and I must clean it up until it stops barking."
"besides……"
As long as Archmage Baierbo can get the ore from the Elf Forest, he will agree to whatever the elder says.
After the two reached a preliminary agreement and exchanged information about Gretel's recent study progress, they saw Gretel walking out of the warehouse with a grimace on his face and his back braced:
"I finally put it all down...there are still so many things to deal with, oh..."
Not only did Elder Fahim look sideways at this look of being beaten all over his body, but even Archmage Baierbo couldn't stand it anymore. He endured it again and again, and finally complained:
"It seems like magic is used to pour things out of the space equipment. Isn't it just asking you to move them one by one by hand?"
"But that thing is big, and the small one is small..." Grete hit his lower back with his backhand:
"The ones that are small, expensive, and afraid of falling, shouldn't I put them on the ground properly? Squat down and stand up, squat down and stand up?"
"I remember you were a knight? Are you tired from just this little work?"
"I'm a magician! Who can do such heavy work? I haven't moved anything in hundreds of years!"
"Where's your Featherfall Technique? Where's your mage's hand? Where's your floating saucer? Where's your invisible servant?" Archmage Baierbo complained ruthlessly:
"Since you are a mage and you don't want to do physical work, just act like a mage! Magic is the hands of the mage, the feet of the mage, and the body of the mage. A mage should be more accustomed to using these than using his own body!"
"Who says I'm useless! But there are too many things. I even use magic and my hands and feet!"
"Then you are too lazy! You are useless if you are too lazy!" Archmage Baierbo continued to complain:
"You're level 13! Not level 3! Even if you don't exercise at all, you shouldn't be so tired due to the natural strengthening during the advancement process! - Even if you are a magician, your body should not be a display.
It’s time to get active!”
"That's right!" Elder Fahim joined in:
"Yue Ge trained him for a period of time before, but now it seems that he still has too little training! Let's wait until Idian advances, and then arrange for Idian to train him properly!"
Grete:T_T
While Gretel was enjoying the loving care of his senior brother, the legends of the Glorious Holy See were gathering together with livid faces to discuss the current situation. The legendary Glorious Knight, Placido Ku, came from the Governor's Region of the Galaxy.
Lee was the first to speak:
"What trick did that false god use? My protective shield melted directly to block that wave of attacks! That is a legendary piece of armor! It melted in one hit!"
"I'm not sure either." Archbishop Turno was recently transferred to the Storm Islands to work with the new governor of the Storm Islands to deal with the latest situation. In the past period, the situation in the Storm Islands was extremely unstable:
In the northern part of the New World, the indigenous tribes along the southern coast began to collectively reject the people of the Glorious Holy See, making it difficult for ships to dock to supply supplies and conduct transactions, and they would be beaten and killed by the local indigenous people;
The Eagle Kingdom occupies the westernmost part of the Storm Islands waters, watching eagerly, and from time to time someone will bite you;
Adventurers from the Kingdom of Kent flocked to the Storm Islands in large numbers from the New World and from the waters of the Storm Islands, and from time to time they clashed with the glorious people;
Over in the Storm Islands, yellow fever broke out in large areas again...
The situation was so dire that the Holy See could only urgently transfer him over to cooperate with the Governor to stabilize the situation.
Finally, the wave of yellow fever subsided, or in other words, all the damned people were dead. He breathed a sigh of relief. The magic weapons, holy power reserves, and various losses he had consumed had not yet been filled up.
Exploded!
Is he just putting out fires everywhere?
"I have tried all possible means." Everyone is a legend. Archbishop Turno did not say nice words such as "My God's power is omnipotent" and went straight to the practical information:
"Only legendary-level defenses like [Absolute Defense] and [Absolute Protection] can withstand, and they can only withstand one blow. You also know how long it takes to activate this kind of defensive magic, unless you prepare it in advance..."
"This method has never been seen before... It's a bit like the [Eternal Blazing Sun] of the pagans, but it is much more lethal than the [Eternal Blazing Sun]..."
"The key is that the false god's attack method is too powerful." Knight Cooley frowned:
"All the attacks poured out in just a short moment, instantly breaking the upper limit of my defense. Unless we extend the distance... But if we extend it beyond its attack range, then many of our attacks will not be able to reach it.
And it can run away at will."
"Being fierce is not the most important thing."
Elder Umbertide, the ascetic from the Viceroyalty of New Granada, sighed softly.
This elder was not ordered to be stationed in the governor's area like the other two, but had been walking among the indigenous people, guiding them to believe in the Lord of Glory.
So far, he has lived in the forests of New Granada for nearly a hundred years, leading the indigenous people within a radius of seven to eight hundred miles to convert to the Lord. Even he himself has replaced the tribal gods and is regarded as an earthly god——
If the people of the Governor-General of Pellu were not in need of shelter, this ascetic monk would not have come all the way. After nearly a hundred years of painstaking research, he has studied the power of various tribal gods very deeply, and at this moment he pointed out the essence:
"The most important thing is that this kind of attack does not seem to consume much of the false god's divine power - I have observed that its power has not dropped significantly before and after the attack."
There are some downfalls, but compared to other opponents he has seen, compared to the consumption of such a legendary level attack, the consumption of the pseudo-god is really too little——
"This is troublesome." The three legends frowned together. Holy power is not obtained out of thin air and is endless. On the contrary, it is based on the local people and beliefs. Only with enough believers and firm enough beliefs can a powerful enough force be launched.
Divine magic.
If there is no people and faith as the foundation, then the priests need to use their own reserves - the reserved holy power, the reserved sacred tools, the reserved divine scrolls and divine potions...
Legend-level sacred objects, whether they are shields, weapons, armor or robes, whether they are tiaras or rosary beads, or holy bones and blood, will take decades or hundreds of years to be successfully cultivated. With one piece, it will take less than 100 years to cultivate it.
One piece.
Knight Cooley melted down a [Guardian Shield] before, and it hurt so much that his whole heart was bleeding!
"Since the false god claims to be the sun god, then its power should be biased toward light, shining, burning, and fiery power. In other words, it will not exceed the scope of my lord's power." Archbishop Turno looked earnestly.
To the Elder Ascetic:
"Can my Lord's power contain this kind of power?"
"It's strange, a large part of it can't be accommodated." Elder Umbertide shook his head slowly:
"I guess that the power of the false god is not only based on the understanding of the holy power, but also based on some special substance - I was near the battlefield, on the surface of the melted [Guardian Shield], on the blown-up church masonry
, all found strange things.”
He took out several small bottles and lined them up. Inside the bottles were some inconspicuous dust, stone chips, or condensed metal chips, as if they could be found just by sweeping them on the ground.
The other two legends each took a small bottle, pulled out the stopper, opened their spiritual bodies and looked at it, but they both showed solemn eyes:
"You're right. This thing is dangerous, quite dangerous. My protective instinct is warning me like crazy."
"It is indeed a bit like the power in an explosion... very weak, but very dangerous..."
"Despicable false gods! If these things are left on the earth, those who are close to them will be continuously harmed! Although we are not afraid, our devout believers, those who do not have strong power to protect themselves, will be harmed even if they are close to them.
In danger!"
"Perhaps, we should try to find this kind of thing? Something with this kind of quality may be the secret of the power of the false god!"
The three legends quickly reached an agreement. Soon, Archbishop Turano went out with these bottles and issued missions to the warriors and adventurers in the Viceroyalty one by one:
Find these things!
Find these, possessing something cryptic and dangerously volatile!
Go to the realm of false gods to explore, go to the Kingdom of the Sun, and go to the center of the false gods’ power!
Go find the secret weapon of the Sun God!
"All glory belongs to my Lord! This kind of power that emits strong light, high heat, and explosions undoubtedly belongs to my Lord!"
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